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Qin Nuan explained: "I'm sorry! I only found this pink hellokitty printed mask at home, nothing else. But this mask is new and no one has ever worn it."
"It doesn't matter."
Song Zhan pretended not to care and put the mask on his face.
The women¡¯s mask was too small and could not cover Song Zhan¡¯s mandible, and it also pinched his ears.
Seeing this, Qin Nuan thought that she must buy men's masks in advance next time, and could not let her example be so reluctant again.
The two of them bought their tickets and walked into the amusement park.
The two of them walked together, the boy is tall and the girl is thin, with excellent figures. In addition, Song Zhan also had a small pink mask hanging on his face, which attracted the attention of many people in the playground.
Although you can¡¯t see your face, with your two pairs of beautiful eyes, you can tell that your appearance under the mask will definitely not be bad.
Qin Nuan bought two pink cat ear headbands and ran over to share the cuteness of these two headbands with Song Zhan. Suddenly he realized that Song Zhan was a man, so he had to put both hairbands on his head.
"Does it look good?" Qin Nuan raised a smile and asked Song Zhan.
Qin Nuan¡¯s head is quite small, and the two hairbands on her head are a little crooked. Song Zhan couldn¡¯t help but raise his hand to hold the cat ears, ¡°They look pretty.¡±
His action brought the two people a little closer.
Qin Nuan raised his head and met Song Zhan's eyes, his face felt a little dry inexplicably.
So she ran away again.
Wearing a mask, she couldn't see his expression, but she felt that Song Zhan was smiling just now.
He must be laughing at her for being stupid!
"Yeah! It's a merry-go-round!" Qin Nuan seemed to have discovered his favorite thing. He jumped up excitedly and turned around to call Song Zhan: "Let's go ride the merry-go-round!"
When she was a child, she had never been to an amusement park. What she envied the most were the little girls riding the merry-go-round. She always felt that riding a white horse would lead to happiness.
So when she grew up, she was particularly fond of carousels.
Song Zhan walked to the carousel and got two tickets for Qin Nuan, "Go and play and sit a few more laps."
After a pause, he added: "This is for girls to play with, so I won't go up there."
"Well okay then!" Qin Nuan took the ticket from Song Zhan's hand, followed the people in line, and walked to the carousel in order.
Qin Nuan turned around and chose the most beautiful white horse, then turned over and rode on it.
The cheerful music sounded, and the white horse beneath him swayed gently to the rhythm of the music.
Qin Nuan grabbed the pole on the white horse. When she turned to the second circle, her eyes passed by Song Zhan's figure.
He stood outside the fence, his hands in his pockets, staring at himself.
The two people were too far apart, and Qin Nuan couldn't clearly see the look in Song Zhan's eyes, but he felt that Song Zhan looked a little sad at this moment.
Looking at Song Zhan standing outside the carousel with his hands in his pockets, Qin Nuan suddenly remembered a little brother she picked up three months before she wore the book.
Twelve years old, very small.
Wearing the suspender jeans she bought for him, he stood outside the carousel fence with his hands in his pockets.
She still had a childish face, but she pretended to be mature, put on a tug-of-war expression, and said stubbornly: "This is for little girls to play with, I don't want to get in there."
At that time, she was still coaxing him, "Mumu, this is fun! Just go up and give it a try!"
In the end, the little boy was unmoved at all, without even looking at her, with a cruel expression on his face: "No! I'm a boy! Boys can't ride the merry-go-round!"
Thinking about it this way, Qin Nuan still felt that there was some similarity between their features.
But this is impossible.
¡°One is only twelve years old this year, and the other is already twenty-five years old.
One is cold and tough, the other is warm and gentle.
One is in the real world and the other is in the novel.
No matter how similar two people are, they cannot be the same person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com