What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Star in the Clouds, Asia's largest Ferris wheel, overlooks almost all the neon lights of Quzhou City.

Luo Yilan was the fastest. She went into a small private room and closed the door neatly with a click. He Yue was disappointed. She looked at Lin Xianing, but who would have thought that Zhu Huaining was also faster than her. He stepped through the door with his long legs and closed it, then forced a hypocritical apologetic smile at He Yue.

The Ferris wheel slowly rose, and the next empty car was about to arrive.

He Yue looked back at Yue Zhou. It was almost dark. Yue Zhou didn't dare to move. He just stood there quietly waiting for everyone's assignment.

The noise and the whirring of windmills with colorful lights blended sweetly into the air, and all the excitement surrounded Yuezhou.

It seems quite unkind to abandon him now.

"Yuezhou, it seems we are the only ones left."

-

"Don't look so constipated. Just tell me what you want to do."

Finally having a private space, Lin Xia Ning looked at Zhu Huaining who had a grim expression on his face and asked.

"Is it obvious?"

The carriage was not big, and Zhu Huaining's long legs felt a little cramped.

"Just don't tell me that you like Yue Zhou." Lin Xia Ning waved her hand.

"Lin Xia Ning!" Zhu Huaining crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Lin Xia Ning with a frown.

Lin Xia Ning was chilled by his gaze. She stuck out her tongue, turned her head and looked out the window at the tall buildings and lights that had become tiny, the hustle and bustle of traffic that connected to form a long Milky Way on the ground, dazzling and brilliant.

Lin Xia Ning watched seriously, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Zhu Huaining was right behind her, and his eyes never left her for a moment.

"Lin Xia Ning."

"explain."

"You..." Zhu Huaining paused, and chose a more tactful way to ask, "Can you ride a motorcycle?"

This question was so confusing that Lin Xia Ning was stunned for a moment, but she quickly denied it: "No, what is a motorcycle? A motorcycle is a person wrapped in iron. I don't want to play with such a dangerous thing."

Zhu Huaining looked visibly disappointed. He looked at the barbs on his hand that had appeared there at some point and rubbed them, "Last night, I had a dream."

He didn't dare look up at Lin Xia Ning, his voice was dry.

Lin Xia Ning leaned against the backrest, keeping a distance from him, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"What dream?"

"A dream with you in it."

"Don't tell me if you're having erotic dreams." Lin Xia Ning interrupted quickly. She turned her head to look at the lights under her feet. She became impatient. Seeing that there was still half a circle to go, she wanted to open the door and go down immediately.

"Lin Xia Ning."

"Quiet."

"Lin Xia Ning."

"Shut up."

"Lin Xia Ning."

Lin Xia Ning turned around and looked at him angrily: "Zhu Huaining, stop talking. I don't want to hear it."

Zhu Huaining just looked at Lin Xianing like this. She was like a hedgehog with its hair standing up, trying to scare him away, but what was the truth? She was so small that she couldn't scare him at all.

"Lin Xia Ning, I think maybe we are in love in a parallel universe."

-

He Yue regretted riding the Ferris wheel very much, which was the largest Ferris wheel in Asia. This meant that she would spend a very long time on it, so long that she would be unable to sit still and think of any topics to talk about.

What's more, it was with someone I just accidentally kissed.

That was an accident!

He Yue said to herself.

"Are you going to turn into a monkey?" Yue Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, so he held her shoulders and sat down next to her.

"No, it's just a little high and I'm scared." He Yue silently grabbed the handrail on one side, not daring to look at him.

"Heyue, I have two things I want to tell you."

Yue Zhou went straight to the point. He had just been interrupted again and again in the haunted house. All the words were on his lips, and he had to say them all in one breath to feel comfortable.

Hearing Yue Zhou's tone turn serious, He Yue was a little confused: "What?"

"The first thing." Yue Zhou looked into He Yue's eyes and spoke every word carefully, fearing that He Yue couldn't hear clearly, "I don't like Luo Yilan."

He didn't like Luo Yilan? Then why did he go through the crowd just to say hello to Luo Yilan? Why did he go to great lengths to check the surveillance for Luo Yilan? Why did he chase Luo Yilan to the amusement park?

But this is also a good thing, Luo Yilan and Liang Shanyan are simply invincible.

He Yue patted Yue Zhou's shoulder comfortingly: "It's better to stop the loss in time."

Yue Zhou grabbed her wrist the next second. In the cramped carriage, Yue Zhou kept encroaching on He Yue's space.

"Heyue, I've never liked Luo Yilan, so this doesn't count as cutting losses in time."

At this moment, the first bunch of fireworks exploded outside the glass, and the light almost illuminated half of the sky. He Yue subconsciously turned her head to look, and beams of colorful lights dotted the inky canvas. The excited noise of the crowd squeezed into the car with the wind.

And Yue Zhou was still looking at He Yue.

He saw the fireworks in Heyue's eyes.

"Heyue, the second thing." Yue Zhou spoke softly. Heyue turned her head and became nervous for some reason: What was he going to say? Could it be...

"What medicine did you give me?"

-

"Click."

After taking the last photo, the memory card announced that it was full.

Luo Yilan put down the camera and comfortably recorded the beauty of the world with her eyes.

She planned to print out these photos one by one and make an album. Looking at the fireworks blooming above her head, at the moment of reaching the top, Luo Yilan closed her eyes and made a wish.

“I hope that all our wishes will come true.”

-

"Crack."

Sparks ignited in the dark night, but they seemed tiny compared to the brilliant fireworks in the sky.

As the green smoke slowly rose, the man narrowed his eyes and looked at the indignant young man in front of him.

"Filu, you can drink quite well."

"Brother! I don't accept it!"

Ma Feilu smashed a wine bottle with a bang, his eyes were glaring, and he was still angry at Yue Zhou who suddenly showed up that night and ruined his good deeds and put him in jail.

Just then someone came over: "Brother Song."

After listening to his whisper, Song Ge stood up wearing a leather jacket, smiled and patted Ma Feilu's shoulder: "I'll take you to see something fun."

"What's so fun?" Ma Feilu was not interested. "Why don't you lend me some people to help me vent my anger?"

Brother Song just smiled and said nothing, and took him to a black Honda.

The driver had very steady skills and drove very fast, weaving in and out of traffic, turning many corners and soon arriving at an old alley.

Ma Feilu got out of the car and quickly recognized the place. He pointed at the sign at the entrance of the alley and said, "Shengsheng Alley? Isn't this..."

Brother Song looked at him calmly and said, "Let's go."

Ma Feilu followed behind him. The gate of the courtyard at the end of the alley was wide open. Things inside were smashed all over the ground, leaving almost no place to step. The man kneeling in the middle had been beaten beyond recognition, and there was a puddle of water where he was kneeling.

He was so scared that he peed.

The several grown men surrounding him were amused by his cowardly look, but when they turned around and saw the person coming, they stopped laughing and shouted respectfully, "Brother Song!"

After hearing the sound, the kneeling man raised his head, as if he saw his savior. He trembled and begged for mercy: "Brother Ma, it's me, Yang Lengzi, Brother Ma, save me."

Someone brought two good chairs for them. Brother Song sat down, crossed his legs and glanced at Ma Feilu's reaction.

Yang Langzi has been hanging out with Ma Feilu for quite a while, and they share eating, drinking, and having fun together, and they also flatter each other. It would be a lie to say that there is no brotherhood between them.

So Ma Feilu was really scared when he first saw him, but when he thought of Yang Langzi's betrayal that night, a sinister smile quickly appeared on Ma Feilu's face again, and then he kicked Yang Langzi in the heart.

"Traitor, I thought you were going to be friends with the police from now on."

Yang Lengzi didn't dare to refute. He got up from the ground and wanted to snuggle up to Ma Feilu's feet: "Brother Ma, you know, I still have a demented grandma to take care of. I can't go in."

Ma Feilu scratched his ears: "Sh ...

Yang Lengzi was so scared that he kept silent, but he couldn't help but look back, because he knew that the person sitting there was the real Rakshasa.

Ma Feilu kicked the broken glass in front of Yang Lengzi and said, "Eat it, and I'll let you and your grandmother go if you eat it."

Yang Lengzi shuddered, looking at the cold moonlight reflected on the glass, and he howled, "You're going to die, Brother Ma."

But Ma Feilu didn't listen. He grabbed Yang Langzi's head and stuffed the broken glass into his mouth. He didn't care that his hands were bleeding. He just felt great.

The noise finally attracted people. The light in the room was turned on. It was Yang Lengzi's grandmother who had gotten up to go to the bathroom. She was hard of hearing and couldn't hear clearly. She kept calling out, "Xiao Tu."

Yang Lengzi's tears fell down and his nose was dripping. He looked stupid and pitiful.

Everyone was looking at the door, waiting for Yang Langzi's grandmother to come out, only Yang Langzi was grabbing Ma Feilu's trouser leg and shaking his head.

He didn't want his grandmother to see him like this.

Finally, Brother Song stood up, patted Ma Feilu, bent down and handed Yang Lengzi a business card: "Follow me from now on."

Yang Langzi had broken glass in his mouth and was unable to speak. He could only nod continuously. He took the business card, on which was clearly written: General Manager of Changqing - Chen Song.