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Jiang Chan was still very busy, after that night, Ning Zhi didn't see him for more than two weeks.

Fortunately, the turmoil has gradually subsided. A celebrity cheating news overwhelmed the popularity of the jumping machine accident. On the hot search list, six out of ten videos are about the cheating actor and Internet celebrity model kissing in the parking lot.

The Internet never forgets, and the Internet has no memory. The topic of "life and death" is still there, and you can still see abusive remarks when you click on it, but the number and frequency are far less than when the accident happened.

The public relations company hired by Wanxing Group operated very skillfully. Under each condemning article, someone posted a URL link of the press conference video, drawing the attention of netizens to Wanxing Company's sincere attitude and proactive responsibility.They hold a good sense of propriety, do not shirk responsibility too much, but emphasize the determination to make corrections—this is what Jiang Chan meant.

It has to be said that apart from the actor's derailment incident that diverted the attention of netizens, Jiang Chan's appearance and conversation also eased public opinion to a certain extent.Although Tao Shan's words were a bit exaggerated, the fact is that it's hard for people not to have a good impression of a young and handsome president.

"Is this the boss of Wanxing Wenlv? Then who was that idiot last time?"

"It's like a cousin, a rich second generation who is idle."

"Not to mention, he is really handsome!"

Ning Zhi was sitting in the living room, watching TV with his mother and secretly checking Weibo. After a few minutes, he frowned in confusion.The trend of public opinion about the jumping machine accident was beyond his expectations. Jiang Chan suddenly became a topic of heated discussion among netizens, especially female netizens. Many anonymous leaking posts about him appeared on major social networking sites, from his "classmates", "Subordinates" and "friends", the stories are well told and fascinating.

Ning Zhi summed it up. From the posts he saw, Jiang Chan had seven different types of ex-girlfriends, ranging from a lady to a mature sister.

"It's outrageous," he put down his phone, seeing Zheng Qiudai's mind wandering again, his heart tightened: "Mom, doctor Hu—"

"Huh?" Zheng Qiudai turned his head, a few strands of curly long hair swept across his shoulders, his face was still thin and dark yellow.

Ning Zhi bit his tongue and changed his words in time: "Little Hu, what do you think of him?"

Hu Anjun is a psychiatrist introduced by Jiang Chan. In order to gain Zheng Qiudai's trust, he concealed his identity. Ning Zhi helped to lie, saying that they were friends they just met.

However, today's meeting was not very successful. Zheng Qiudai lacked interest and forced a smile. When Hu Anjun asked her, she coped with it in a few words and spent a lot of time tidying up the folds of her clothes.

"It still needs to be observed." Hu Anjun said to Ning Zhi before leaving, "She doesn't trust me, if I come here a few more times, maybe she will be willing to talk to me."

He didn't suggest rushing to use drugs, but asked Ning Zhi to closely observe Zheng Qiudai's sleeping and eating conditions, as well as any signs of self-harm.

"Currently, your mother's condition should be moderate. Don't take it lightly, but don't worry too much. In fact, changing the living environment may be able to alleviate it..."

Changing the environment, Ning Zhi thought of this, and turned to look at Zheng Qiudai.His grandparents and grandparents have all passed away, only his grandmother is still alive, and he lives with his uncle's family in Beijing, thousands of kilometers away from Lujiang City. They live in a small alley, which is noisy from morning to night, so it is not a place to recuperate.

Maybe find a private nursing home...

"Ning Zhi," Zheng Qiudai was also looking at him with a worried expression, "Is this little Hu really your friend?"

Her eyes were deep and quiet, like a pool of bleak autumn water, Ning Zhi endured the sadness and replied: "Yes."

Zheng Qiudai fell into deep thought, and after a while, he asked insincerely, "But didn't you confess to Jiang—"

Only then did Ning Zhi understand what she meant, and waved his hands dumbfounded, "No, it's different, Mom!"

Zheng Qiudai relaxed: "Oh, good." He also said that Jiang Chan is a good young man, he should know how to cherish it.

"I cherish it," Ning Zhi fiddled with his mobile phone, and shared the summary post of "President Wanxing's Stamp Collection" with Jiang Chan, "It's because he doesn't cherish it."

"Mom," he asked softly, "does this mean you agree?"

Zheng Qiudai stood up and walked away with broken steps: "I'm going to sleep first."

When Ning Zhi returned to the bedroom, Jiang Chan's news just came in. There were only four words: "Full of mistakes and omissions."

Ning Zhi sent a question mark, and Jiang Chan said, "First of all, I am not the president of Wanxing Group, but my father is."

Then stop talking.

Ning Zhi felt that Jiang Chan's language was not well learned, because one mistake obviously does not mean that there are many mistakes. He waited for a while and saw nothing, then went into the bathroom to take a shower. Half an hour later, he fell on the pillow with his damp black hair, lazily I rolled lazily.

Something hard hit his back, Ning Zhi took it out and saw it was his cell phone.

Jiang Chan said, "Secondly, I like men, don't you know that?"

Ning Zhi crossed Erlang's legs, his wet toes dangling, leaving a string of water stains on the bed sheet.He smiled and typed: "I'm not sure now."

"I only know three girls in the post, and they are all former classmates."

"What about the ex-boyfriends?" Ning Zhi boldly questioned, "How many ex-boyfriends are there?"

"There is no ex-boyfriend," Jiang Chan said, "Only you."

He had been busy all day, and he didn't return to the apartment until twelve o'clock at night, hungry.There was a box of handmade dumplings in the refrigerator, which was delivered by the housekeeper of the old house a while ago. Jiang Chan threw some into the pot and leaned against the refrigerator to wait for the dumplings to be cooked.

The phone screen was on, but there was no new news after the words "Only you". Jiang Chan couldn't help laughing when he thought of Ning Zhi scratching his ears and cheeks.

"How's the business in the World of Wonderful Colors?" Ning Zhi abruptly changed the subject.

"It's okay. Other provinces and cities have recovered better. Lujiang is not very optimistic. It is tentatively scheduled to reopen this Sunday. Let's wait and see."

The dumplings floated up and kept bouncing in the dense water bubbles. Jiang Chan thought for a while, grabbed two pieces of green vegetables and threw them into the pot.

"Did you forget?" Ning Zhi said, "You once promised to close the playground and let me have a good time."

"I haven't forgotten," Jiang Chan turned off the fire, the white and fat dumplings reminded him of Ning Zhi's soft and elastic belly.He said: "Just Saturday, I want to see you too."

Ning Zhi's work is progressing quite smoothly. Jian Qingli is an easy-going and easy-to-communicate party A. After reading the plan, he quickly decided on the theme and venue of the photography exhibition. Next, he needs to hire a construction company to redecorate the Duole Art Museum , and set up some temporary partitions.

He had been to Qingnan Art Center once, and he was sitting in the reception room, wearing a white casual suit, with his jet-black hair floating in his ear, looking from afar like a crane resting.Ning Zhi hit it off with him immediately, and within half an hour he selected the works to be exhibited, and discussed the theme of the exhibition: Mountains and rivers have benevolence.

The "Tao Te Ching" says that the world is not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs.But nature's mountains, rivers, wind and moon, those ephemeral or eternal beauties, are they ruthless?

"How about this theme, does it have a Confucian feel?" On Saturday, Ning Zhi sat in Jiang Chan's Porsche, with his legs stretched out, and restlessly moved in the car, sharing the progress of the work enthusiastically.

"Very Confucian." Jiang Chan parked the car, the surroundings were empty, and there was no one else except them.The amusement park not far away was also unusually quiet. Today was Saturday. If it had been in the past, it must have been full of cheers and screams.

The staff waited at the door and locked the door after taking them in.Ning Zhi looked around, as if he had never seen this scene before, and walked lightly, for fear of disturbing some lovely elves.

After seven o'clock, the sun has set, the sky is slightly blue, the evening breeze blows across the lawn, and the Ferris wheel stands quietly in the distance, ambiguously like a fairy tale.

"Wait." Jiang Chan grabbed Ning Zhi's wrist, stared at his slightly widened black eyes, and smiled mysteriously.

He counted down: "Three, two, one."

Then all the lights came on at the same time.

After half a month of darkness, the Wonderful World theme park finally glowed with light.The neon lights wrapped around the merry-go-round are small and shiny, changing colors in the cheerful singing; the Ferris wheel is spinning, and each cabin is as bright as the moon; the roller coaster and the pirate ship are ready to go in the light and shadow , the huge silhouette is dangerous and charming.

Ning Zhi looked at all this in surprise, and after a while woke up from the intoxication, shouting: "I want to take the jumping machine!"

Jiang Chan froze for a moment, Ning Zhi had already run away.

"Is this the one? The seat where the accident happened?"

"Mr. Ning!" The staff came sweating profusely, "Why don't you go play other things? Except for water sports, other facilities are open tonight!"

"I'm going to sit here, haven't you guys fixed it?"

"Yes, all the seats were double-checked and replaced with new shoulder presses, but—"

"Jiang Chan," Ning Zhi raised his head, staring straight at the man who came over: "You sit with me."

The staff retreated tactfully and returned to the operating room.

Jiang Chan didn't persuade, but gave Ning Zhi a push, sat on the seat where the accident happened, and then helped Ning Zhi fix the shoulder pressure and seat belt.

"Do you often come to the World of Wonderful Colors to play?" The jumping machine began to rise, and Ning Zhi's heart beat faster and faster, trying to relieve tension through chatting.

"I haven't been here for many years." People's hobbies change with their identities. Jiang Chan often spent time in playgrounds when he was a teenager, but he rarely came here when he was an adult. Now he spends more time going to horse farms and golf courses. It's for communication and business.

"How many meters is this jumping machine?" Ning Zhi grabbed the handrail firmly, swallowing loudly, and his voice trembled, "Jiang Chan, I seem to be a little afraid of heights..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The jumping machine climbed to the top and fell from a height of 100 meters. Jiang Chan's angry reprimand disappeared in the sudden sharp wind.

Ning Zhi opened his mouth slightly, his pupils dilated, his blood flowed backwards, and his fear pierced straight into the bone marrow like an awl.He gripped the handrail so hard that he almost squeezed out his soul, but no matter how hard he grabbed it, he couldn't get a sense of stability, firmness, and being entangled.

It wasn't until Jiang Chan came over and grabbed his wrist that he panted hastily and took a breath of cold air.

Three minutes later, the machine stopped running. Ning Zhi sat slumped, sweating profusely leaning against the pillar behind him, his chest bulging.

Jiang Chan unfastened his seat belt, helped him stand up, took out a light blue handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and asked displeasedly, "Why don't you tell me you're afraid of heights?"

"It's not that scary." After a short break, Ning Zhi was full of fighting spirit again, and excitedly tugged at Jiang Chan's sleeve: "Let's go! Take the roller coaster!"

Amidst the clattering sound of the pulleys and tracks squeezing each other, the roller coaster moved flexibly like a snake, drawing several "8" characters in the air.After walking down, Ning Zhi's legs became weak, his face was pale and his lips were pursed, he couldn't stand up straight, he bent over and squatted on the ground, like a poor little hamster.

"Are you ok?"

"Don't come here..." Ning Zhi vomited on the floor after saying "Wow".

The evasive staff delivered mineral water and tissues and quickly disposed of the vomit.After Ning Zhi finished rinsing his mouth, he wiped his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, with a few teardrops still hanging on his eyelashes, and pulled the corner of his mouth at Jiang Confessor in embarrassment and weakness.

"Stop playing," Jiang Chan knocked him on the head.

Ning Zhi was unexpectedly stubborn: "I want to sit again."

The second time, he didn't vomit, but his legs were weak. The third time, the palpitations eased. By the fifth time, Ning Zhi was able to keep his eyes open on the speeding train.

Later, they rode the pirate ship, played the rainbow slide, and drove a go-kart. Ning Zhi rushed to the forefront of everything and experienced all the thrilling projects in the park.

"Slow down." Jiang Chan followed him, also sweating a little, took off his coat and put it on the merry-go-round, smiling as he watched Ning Zhi drink water.

Ning Zhi drank quickly and quickly, tilting his head slightly, making a gurgling sound from his throat, as if there was a little whale living in his chest, very majestic and cute.

This World of Wonders tour ends with a Ferris wheel.

They sat facing each other, and outside the glass window was the dark blue sky and a few wisps of clouds that were as light as smoke.The city below is brightly lit, but the laughter and laughter are far away, and even the music played continuously in the amusement park is like an auditory hallucination.

Ning Zhi leaned against the window, watching the scenery outside silently, occasionally glanced at Jiang Chan, opened and closed his knees, and seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Actually, I recorded the video just now." He suddenly raised his right hand and showed Jiang Chan the watch on his wrist.

"Really?" Jiang Chan held his wrist, looked carefully, and finally found the small camera, sighed: "It's really hidden."

"I didn't use it to do bad things." Ning Zhi was afraid of misunderstanding, and quickly explained, "I bought it online and it just arrived yesterday. I want to use it to record today... I will cut it into a video and post it online to tell everyone. Wonderful World is safe."

The Ferris wheel turned higher and higher, and it was almost at the top, and the clouds and stars seemed to be within easy reach.Jiang Chan was still silent, Ning Zhi felt terrified by him, and said without confidence: "I have more than 2 followers on Weibo, it's still useful..."

Jiang Chan suddenly smiled.After playing with Ning Zhi for a long time, his hair was blown tousled, and a few loose strands hung over his eyebrows, casting shadows that made his eye sockets even deeper.

"I know," he said, "the grapes of Zeuxis."

"How do you know!" Ning Zhi was startled for a moment, then reacted again, with a slightly awkward expression: "Don't investigate me any more."

At this time, the Ferris wheel just turned to the highest point, and cold air quietly seeped in from the gap in the cockpit. Jiang Chan believed that warm things should be close to each other.

So he lowered his head and kissed Ning Zhi.

The kiss was moist and affectionate, and lasted for a long time. Ning Zhi put his left hand on Jiang Chan's shoulder, wrinkled his shirt, and then aroused more desire.

After finally separating, both of them were a little embarrassed. Ning Zhi licked his lips and moved a little to the side, trying to calm down the heat in his body.

"Actually, I can ask them to stop the machine, and then—" Jiang Chan's pause was meaningful.

Ning Zhi glared at him, and sat up straight: "Or, let me tell you something interesting.

"Did you know that Zeuxis died laughing because the old woman he drew was too funny? He may be the first person in the world to be laughed to death."