matchmaking

The end of the trip to the amusement park was overshadowed.

Luo Youning made an excuse to go to the bathroom to wash his face to wake up, and the two friends waited for him at the door.

There are very few bathrooms in such a large amusement park.Therefore, there are more people coming in and out of this place than ordinary entertainment projects.

The popularity dispelled the coldness left in the haunted house, and the heat in the evening turned into sticky sweat again.

Thick clouds and splashing ink stain the sky, and the twilight is over.

Yu Bingwen's eyes wandered, watching the people coming and going in front of him, and whispered: "I'm sorry just now."

Qiao Jing said "En", but didn't take it to heart, he would be thinking about something else: "Luo Youning...why is he so afraid of ghosts?"

Yu Bingwen was silent for a moment, and just when Qiao Jing thought he would not speak, he heard him suddenly: "Because he has seen it before."

Qiao Jing thought of the joke he once said about Luo Youning's hell, and felt that he was amused again.

"Anyone who has done something wrong is afraid of ghosts." Yu Bingwen laughed softly, "He is afraid, and I am also afraid."

Qiao Jing looked at him: "Have you seen it too?"

"Of course I have." Yu Bingwen's expression seemed to be fake, "He and I are accomplices."

Qiao Jing was startled: "Accomplice?"

Yu Bingwen was smiling but not smiling. He had never had this expression before. At first glance, he seemed to be possessed by a ghost.His voice was very soft, mixed in the noisy crowd, like flying insects passing by: "We killed someone together."

Just when Qiao Jingxin thought it was true, Yu Bingwen laughed again: "I lied to you, but you actually believed it."

Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Bingwen smiled and said, "Look at Luo Ningning's cowardly appearance, it's strange to dare to kill someone." His voice suddenly dropped, so low that Qiao Jing thought that the second half of the sentence was his sudden hallucination, "Unless—— for me."

The dialogue between the two of them came to an abrupt end.

Qiao Jing didn't ask in detail, and Yu Bingwen didn't want to say more.

Luo Youning stayed inside for a while, but when he came out, his expression was normal.

Yu Bingwen was still smiling and bickering with him, but Luo Youning refused to give in.

Qiao Jing stayed silent as usual, and only occasionally said a few words when it was his turn to make a decision.

The one-day tour is coming to an end, and the exit of the amusement park is in front.

Yu Bingwen suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Ah Jing, do you want to ride the Ferris wheel?"

Luo Youning said: "Are you tired? Look at the queue. What time will it be when you sit down?"

"Why do you think those people line up?" Yu Bingwen plausibly said, "Haven't you heard that when the Ferris wheel reaches the highest point, if you make a wish, it will definitely come true?"

Qiao Jing couldn't help but be dumbfounded by the deceitful statement in a third-rate romance novel.

But Luo Youning took it seriously, he looked at the long line, then turned his head to glance at Yu Bingwen, half-believing: "Really?"

Yu Bingwen fooled him seriously: "Ask Qiao Jing if you don't believe me."

Luo You's eyes turned to Qiao Jing rather seeking the truth.

Seeing him like that, Qiao Jing finally understood why Yu Bingwen always liked to tease him, "Really," he said for the first time, and the voice was so serious that even he almost believed it, "When the Ferris wheel is at the highest point, All your wishes will come true."

The three of them lined up together for a long time that night, and finally sat on the Ferris wheel together as they wished.

It was the largest and tallest Ferris wheel in that city, and it turned slowly and wobbly.

The ground is moving away.

The amusement park is lit up with gorgeous lights, and the city not far away is full of bright lights.

Tens of thousands of lights and sparks spread far and wide, forming a vast sea of ​​stars.

The night sky is falling.

A plain white full moon hangs in the sky in the dark night, and the ninety-thousand-mile sky is full of brilliant stars.

Hundreds of millions of years later, the starlight will spread out as expected, and you will see the hustle and bustle of the night in the distance.

When the seats belonging to them turned to the highest point, Yu Bingwen made a loud wish: "I hope that the make-up exam will pass smoothly!"

Luo Youning was not as flamboyant as him, but he closed his eyes and put his hands together, looking very pious: "I hope my relatives and friends are safe and happy, and the next exam will go smoothly..." He read a lot in one breath.

Yu Bingwen laughed so hard at the side: "Luo Ningning is so sloppy, how could he make so many at once."

Luo Youning said: "Didn't you say that every wish you make will come true?"

"Yes, yes," Yu Bingwen ruffled his hair, and casually agreed, "Every wish Luo Ningning made will come true."

Luo Youning snorted and ignored him, and only turned to Qiao Jing: "Then what about Qiao Jing's wish—"

Qiao Jing pursed her lips slightly, with a smile in her eyes, also hiding her happiness.

In the end, he didn't open his mouth to express his wish, the wish was hidden in his heart, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he could hold everything firmly in the palm of his hand, as if everything would come true in this way.

He has always been young and mature, and this is the first time that he has such a childlike heart.

——Then, Qiao Jing, what about your wish?

——I hope the three of us will be together forever.

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Who would have thought that reality would eventually run counter to wishes?

The cluster of memories has gradually come to an end.

As an adult, Qiao Jing sat alone in the bedroom prepared for him by his friends, recalling the long past.

The pain suffocated in his chest eventually turned into an incurable hidden wound, dormant and waiting to give him a fatal blow at any time.

He couldn't sit still anymore, he thought of Luo Youning who was still packing his luggage next door.

He tried to divert his attention, he wanted to get up, he wanted to escape.

He walked in such a hurry that he was almost about to escape successfully, but when he passed the corner, he stopped abruptly.

The drawer, which had been closed tightly before, was quietly opened, and the well-wrapped gift inside protruded from the top with two bows.

Qiao Jing stretched out her hand and lightly fiddled with the bow twice, and said in a low voice, "You want me to see this?"

No one answered him.

He took care to take out the gift box from the drawer.

The box is a bit big, and the golden colored paper makes the gift box look like a delicate handicraft.

He fumbled for the scissors from the corner of the drawer, and carefully opened the box along the seal - Yu Bingwen left him too few things, and every piece was precious, even this small package shell.

The gift box was opened, and the exquisite gadgets inside revealed its beautiful core timidly.

A small music box in the shape of a Ferris wheel was the real gift, in addition to a card that said "Happy Birthday".

Turn the base switch lightly, and the wheel rotates slowly, and the flowing music is like a gurgling spring, light and pleasant to the ear.

Children's toys are also Yu Bingwen's favorite.

"How could I like this?" Qiao Jing said to herself, "You are so cunning."

He listened carefully for a long time, and vaguely remembered that the song was an English song called "Time Gone".

He didn't know if Yu Bingwen chose this song on purpose, but now it sounds like time has passed.

The music is coming to an end, the Ferris wheel has completed one round, the cockpit is shaking, and there are still a few villains sitting in it.

He held the music box and looked at it for a long time, then put it back into the gift box and packed it back intact.

He did it so carefully, as if every fold back would be a step back in time; as if when he restored the entire gift box, the person who died in reality would reappear in front of him.

That person held the gift box in his hand and smiled like a bright June sun, so warm and hot that he couldn't take his eyes off from now on, and made him willing to be a moth to the flames.

He called him: "A Jing".

He said to him, "Happy birthday."

The notification sound of the text message jingled, shattering the chaotic memory.

Qiao Jing found out the phone and swipe to unlock it. It was a text message from an acquaintance:

"I found out Qiao Dong. The master I found for you last time was practicing in Yongning Temple recently. He asked you to go directly to him."

The gift box was put back in the drawer, and he was about to close the drawer to reply the text message, but suddenly there was an explosion from the bathroom.