"Let's play this one as an appetizer first." Bei Yaoyue turned around, only to see Xifeng staring at her phone in a daze with a deathly pale face, her bright red eyes full of dullness and confusion.
Recalling that Xifeng had been all smiles just a minute ago, Bei Yaoyue couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Bei Yaoyue quietly moved closer, trying to peek at Xifeng's phone screen, but Xifeng seed very alert. Before she could move to an angle where she could see the screen clearly, Xifeng had already quickly locked the screen.
"What are you looking at?" Bei Yaoyue, whose plan had failed, simply asked directly.
"Nothing, nothing." Xifeng shook her head rapidly, but her obviously evasive expression completely exposed the fact that she was hiding sothing.
Stuffing her phone back into her pocket, Xifeng quickly adjusted her expression: "What did you want to play just now?"
"See for yourself."
Taking Bei Yaoyue's phone, Xifeng looked up. This was ten very futuristic-looking attractions with two winding tracks, topped with high-tech motorcycles that seed to have traveled from the near future, divided into red and blue teams, with a setting that seed to be two teams of racers competing in a speed race.
"TRON Lightcycle Power Run?" Xifeng scrolled down through several pictures, examining them carefully, then felt sowhat speechless. "Isn't this just a roller coaster?"
Although it sounded very high-class, she figured this was just a roller coaster with a different skin, right?
"Pretty much." Nodding lightly, Bei Yaoyue looked at He Pingge beside her. "Can you two handle it?"
"Of course we can. It's just a asly roller coaster, you're really underestimating ." Xifeng scoffed at this. She had never been afraid of roller coasters in her life.
"I'm fine too." To avoid leaving Bei Yaoyue with any impression of cowardice, He Pingge also put on a confident appearance.
"Then let's go."
But reality once again taught Xifeng a cruel truth: you never know which will co first—accidents or tomorrow.
"Do I really have to take off my hat and shawl...?" Xifeng looked pleadingly at the staff mber helping her with pre-departure preparations.
"This is the regulation, I can't help it either..." The staff mber smiled bitterly, also looking troubled. "Hats and shawls could very likely be blown off by the wind. According to regulations, anything that might risk falling, including glasses and phones, must all be stored at the departure point."
"But..." A feeling of grievance welled up, and Xifeng almost cried on the spot.
Because carrying an umbrella would be troubleso in the amusent park, Xifeng had chosen a long dress that covered her ankles, a light gauze shawl, and an oversized sun hat today to avoid the poison of ultraviolet rays.
When she sat on the TRON Lightcycle and the staff reminded her to remove her hat and shawl, she realized the severity of the situation—this ant she would be directly exposed to the morning's blazing sun without any protection.
Just imagining it made Xifeng's body tremble. Having lived as a vampire for so ti, her fear of crosses, silver items, garlic, and sunlight had been deeply carved into her DNA.
But now the arrow was on the string and had to be released. Even if she cried down the Great Wall, nothing would change.
She looked desperately at Bei Yaoyue not far beside her. The other woman smiled faintly and cast an encouraging gaze toward her.
Under that seemingly magical gaze, Xifeng felt slightly more at ease, but only that much.
When the TRON Lightcycle began its dive from the highest point, a sharp scream composed of soft, timid loli sounds echoed across half the sky.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Screaming uncontrollably, Xifeng was nearly knocked unconscious by the sunlight hitting her face directly. Massive amounts of ultraviolet rays rcilessly ravaged her pale skin that lacked any lanin, bringing her excruciating pain like being cut by a thousand knives.
As the speed gradually increased, screams began to rise from throughout the convoy, but most people's were excited screams. Only Xifeng suffered unbearable tornt in agony.
The entire process lasted only a short forty seconds, but Xifeng felt as if a century had passed.
Returning to the starting point, Xifeng collapsed against the back of the vehicle as if completely drained, the lingering pain in her body making her body still twitch slightly, cold sweat soaking her clothes and hair thoroughly.
"Sigh, if you can't handle it, don't try to show off." Supporting Xifeng's tottering body, He Pingge's tone carried reproach. "Last ti too—you couldn't drink but insisted on drinking alcohol. Why do you love showing off so much?"
Bei Yaoyue, who had intended to step forward but was beaten to it by He Pingge, imdiately looked displeased.
"Mmm..." Xifeng, looking extrely unwell, made a pained whimper, completely unable to think about explaining anything to He Pingge, and besides, she had no way to explain clearly.
Those short few dozen seconds had already left a psychological shadow in her heart, enough to beco a nightmare she could never forget for life. With today's experience, she felt she might never ride roller coasters or similar amusent facilities again in this lifeti.
Bei Yaoyue glanced over and noticed that Xifeng's belongings were still in the storage locker, then reminded: "Xifeng, you didn't take your things."
"Could you help get them? I'm feeling a bit unwell right now..." Xifeng said weakly.
She didn't know what was wrong with her body. She only felt her brain was dizzy, and her already weak limbs were even more powerless than usual, making her want to just lie down on the ground and rest regardless of everything.
"Okay."
Lowering her head to collect Xifeng's belongings, Bei Yaoyue paused when she saw Xifeng's phone.
After brief consideration, Bei Yaoyue showed a low chuckle and said to the two: "Wait for at the exit, I need to use the restroom first."
"Okay." He Pingge nodded.
Bei Yaoyue turned and walked toward the restroom. She hadn't forgotten that Xifeng was always mysteriously looking at sothing on her phone, and this was a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity to discover the truth.
Awakening the screen, Bei Yaoyue's pupils suddenly contracted when she saw the lock screen wallpaper.
This wallpaper was not unfamiliar to her at all—it was even drawn by her own hand, precisely the so-called "birthday congratulation picture" that Xifeng had commissioned from her under the na "Sister Jiang."
She had just given this illustration to Xifeng yesterday, and now it had already been made into wallpaper.
So Xifeng... wasn't completely indifferent to her after all.
Coming back to her senses, Bei Yaoyue discovered that a smile had appeared at the corner of her mouth without her knowing when. She felt like she hadn't been this happy in a long ti.
However, now wasn't the ti for her to be moved. She had to hurry and explore Xifeng's phone, but facing her was a very challenging problem—a six-digit lock screen password.
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