Saturday soon arrived, and Zhihua changed into a long skirt and curled the ends of her hair, giving people a quiet and beautiful feeling.

The weather gradually turned cooler, not so stuffy, Zhihua stood under the plane tree at the school gate, and she bit her lip gently.

Nervous and expectant.

She clenched the two movie tickets tightly in her hands, and her mind was full of ideas given to her by her roommates.

Then she will try to control it as much as possible.

"Senior sister, are you waiting for the bus? I can give you a ride. ”

An electric car stopped next to Zhihua, and the man took off his helmet and smiled at Zhihua.

The man wears heavy black-rimmed glasses and has dark skin, looking like a nerd.

"No need, Senior Chen, I'm waiting for you."

Zhihua maintained a decent smile on his face, polite.

Chen Guangzhi is her direct senior, and he is also from the Department of Literature, and the two don't have much intersection, but they are just nodding friends.

Chen Guangzhi is obsessed with learning, and he is a nerd who always "listens to things outside the window and only reads sage books".

"That's fine."

Chen Guangzhi put on his helmet and left directly.

"Senior."

Song Nanqiao's license plate number, Zhihua has long been engraved in her heart, and when she saw the familiar license plate number, she trotted over with a smile on her face.

Song Nanqiao got out of the car, intimately opened the car door for Zhihua, and then closed the car door again, and the two of them drove in the direction of the haunted house.

"Eh, don't look at it."

Chen Mo sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, and his eyes could just see where Zhihua was standing at the school gate.

The Coke in his hand was pinched until it was deformed.

Lin Miaomiao was holding a can of Wangzi milk in her hand, she stared at the Coke in Chen Mo's hand for a few seconds, and said slowly.

Love is such a thing...... How to say it.

Anyway, she didn't dare to touch it.

"Miaomiao, why do you say it's so difficult for two people to be happy?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, he looked up at Lin Miaomiao, and there was injury in his eyes.

Lin Miaomiao: "It's very difficult. ”

"Actually, if you can, I hope you can be together."

After a while, Lin Miaomiao spoke again.

The three of them are all small for her, Zhihua is her best friend, Chen Mo is her buddy, and she, as an insider, is caught in the middle, which is really uncomfortable.

Chen Mo was silent and did not speak.

"There is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower."

Lin Miaomiao took a sip of Wangzai, and she said slowly.

"You should ask yourself about that."

Chen Mo tilted his head, and he said with a smile.

He and Zhihua both knew that Lin Miaomiao once had a person who liked it very much, but there was no result.

When she was in high school, Lin Miaomiao fell in love with a boy in her class, and the two of them were sweet and sweet from holding hands to falling in love.

Later, they broke up.

After the breakup, Lin Miaomiao never fell in love again.

"The people you liked when you were young are the most unforgettable."

Lin Miaomiao put the finished Wangzi milk jug into the trash can not far away, and her tone was calm.

When I was young, the person I liked may not be my favorite, but it was really the most memorable.

Both men began to fall silent.

——

"Senior Song, I'm afraid."

Zhihua stood at the door of the haunted house, she gently pulled Song Nanqiao's sleeve, and the whole person was a little uneasy.

He looked scared.

Song Nanqiao smiled at Zhihua: "Don't be afraid. ”

"......"

The moment the owner of the haunted house turned his head to see Zhihua, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he pointed in the direction of Zhihua, and the whole person looked bad.

"Senior Song, shall we go back? I was really a little scared. ”

Zhihua's voice couldn't help but rise a little, interrupting what the haunted house owner was about to say.

She looked at the haunted house owner and made a "shhh" gesture with her index finger to her lips.

The owner of the haunted house swallowed back what he was about to say.

"Give me your hand."

The two of them put their mobile phones in the cabinet, and then walked into the haunted house, Song Nanqiao stretched out his hand towards Zhihua, and his voice was full of warmth.

"Okay."

Zhihua only hesitated for a moment, and then put his hand in Song Nanqiao's hand.

His palms are wide and gentle, and he can feel the warmth coming from his palms.

Her heart was pounding.

"Ahh

An NPC suddenly jumped out, Zhihua looked at it for a few seconds, and then suddenly screamed, she held Song Nanqiao's hand tightly.

She has a lot of strength to show her nervousness.

In fact, she is not afraid at all in her heart.

Scared people, the NPC left.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Nanqiao directly hugged Zhihua's shoulder, and his voice was very gentle.

In the following time, Zhihua was screaming all the way, and the whole person was hung on Song Nanqiao's body during the period.

Song Nanqiao didn't feel annoyed, and spoke to Zhihua warmly, calming Zhihua's scared emotions.

When he went out, Zhihua was hung on Song Nanqiao's body.

"Woo woo, it's so scary, I won't play next time."

Zhihua hugged Song Nanqiao's neck, she looked scared, and she was dumbfounded.

Song Nanqiao: "Well, I won't play next time." ”

"Ah, senior, I'm sorry."

Zhihua seemed to have just realized that she was hanging on Song Nanqiao's body, she hurriedly came down, lowered her head, and the tips of her ears were ruddy.

She took a few steps back, as if she had just done something accidental.

"It's fine."

"You wait for me here, I'll go buy juice, what do you want to drink?"

Song Nanqiao's eyes swept to the door of the haunted house where there was a juice seller, and he whispered to Zhihua.

Zhihua: "Watermelon juice is good." ”

As soon as Song Nanqiao left, Zhihua hurriedly took out her mobile phone, shared her incident in the group, and forwarded it to Miaomiao after sharing it.

She was giggling.

"Damn, you just scared me to death."

"No, I'm scared too."

"Why is there something wrong with her this time, she usually kills us to death."

"Who knows, maybe my boyfriend didn't pretend to be weak."

"Also, don't you boys like this kind of girl who is not very daring?"

"Only then can they have a desire to protect, do you understand?"

"That girl is beautiful, but her personality is a little ...... It's too rough. ”

"No, I think she seems to be called painting."

"I don't remember much, but that's probably what it was called."

“……”

The NPCs in the haunted house took shifts, and several of them gathered at the door of the haunted house to drink juice, discuss to their heart's content, and be in high spirits.

Song Nanqiao stood for a while, he pursed his lips slightly, and then bought two glasses of juice and left.

"I was scared just now."

"If she hadn't told me to keep quiet, I would have wanted to drive her away."

The owner of the haunted house came to chat with those NPCs at this time, and he patted his chest, looking like he had palpitations.