The expression on Su Wanqing's face was dull, and the corners of her eyes kept twitching.
"Miss, get closer to your husband, yes, get closer." The man taking the photo warned while adjusting the focus.
Su Wanqing's face was getting worse and worse, so she could only be patient and let Luo Xichen hold her in his arms and let him put her head on his shoulder.
"Okay, the photo is done." Under Su Wanqing's stern gaze, the man couldn't help wiping his cold sweat, and then handed the phone to Luo Xichen.
This is a - well, very funny photo.
"You two are truly a match made in heaven." The woman admired against her will.
Luo Xichen said something useful: "Lo amo lei.Lei e mia moglie." (I love her. She is my wife.)
Su Wanqing's heart was shocked. She seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere. Almost instantly, a series of pictures flashed through her mind.
It seemed that it was also in this amusement park and in this ice cream team. At that time, she and Xichen were taking photos of an Italian couple...
My vision suddenly became blurred, and the things I saw in front of me were skewed and twisted in a strange way.
In the past month, whenever she thought of something, she would feel severe pain in her head. But this time, not only was there no pain, but the images she recalled seemed to be clearer than before.
Taking photos and eating ice cream, the next place they should go is the Ferris wheel. What comes to mind is a black and white image. When the Ferris wheel slowly reaches the highest point, the two of them embrace each other.
And kiss...
Su Wanqing looked confused. She raised her head and looked up at the Ferris wheel standing tall not far away. They were all boxes painted with colorful marshmallows. It made people's hearts warm involuntarily.
Under the sunlight, her glass-like eyes seemed to have lost focus.
"Wan Qing, do you want to ride on the Ferris wheel?" Luo Xichen waved to the couple standing blankly and signaled them to leave. He looked at Su Wanqing with a smile and said, "We have been on this before.
Yes, let’s go and line up.”
With that said, Luo Xichen grabbed Wan Qing, who was standing blankly, and walked toward the long queue. But this time, she obediently let him pull her, without even saying a word of retort.
Pass.
Su Wanqing's eyes kept falling on the Ferris wheel, and the images in her mind never stopped. The scene of the two playing in Happy Valley ten years ago became so clear.
"Xichen, I'm a little thirsty." Her voice was soft.
"Wait for me for a while, and I'll buy you some water." Luo Xichen felt so happy when he heard her talking to him softly, and turned around and headed towards the small shop not far away.
Su Wanqing nodded, her expression still a little dazed. Her memory jumped from the amusement park to the scene in the underground arena last night. She stretched out her hand and couldn't help but place it on the platinum pink diamond cross pendant on her chest.
In a dazed moment, the sinful big hand suddenly stretched out from behind and tightly covered Su Wanqing's mouth, and her body was dragged to the side of the bushes.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Su Wanqing's eyes widened in horror, and she whimpered hard, trying to attract the crowd's attention.
The person who held him hostage held a knife against her back, making it impossible for her to turn over and fight back.