Once everyone was seated, the car slowly started moving, and a gentle breeze greeted them. Su Mo unconsciously held her breath as the roller coaster's front stopped high on the track, with a huge curve almost ninety degrees below.
His heart pounded like a drum. He gripped Jiang Jianhuan's hand tightly, staring intently at the distant river, buildings, and sky, not daring to look down.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Jianhuan couldn't help but ask softly. Su Mo swallowed and uttered just one word.
"Okay..." The front of the car suddenly plunged down, a strong gust of cool wind hit it, accompanied by an unmistakable feeling of weightlessness.
"Aaaaaaaahh ...
Jiang Jianhuan turned her head away, her face contorted in dismay, and pursed her lips.
The roller coaster ride, which lasted only a few minutes, felt like an eternity to Su Mo. He stumbled off, and Jiang Jianhuan helped him up, his face showing lingering enjoyment.
She unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and handed it to Su Mo. He sat in the chair, tilted his head back, and sipped the water slowly, gradually regaining some of his color.
He glanced at the person next to him. Jiang Jianhuan was there, her bright black eyes filled with excitement, her fair cheeks flushed. As they played, Jiang Jianhuan also started shouting, and the voices of everyone in the car almost pierced the sky, deafeningly loud.
Su Mo, being mixed in with them, no longer felt embarrassed.
"Let's go! We're going to the next place!" He stood up resolutely, but his body swayed involuntarily for a moment, and Jiang Jianhuan said worriedly.
Are you alright?
Su Mo glanced at her with a long, languid look. "What men fear most is being asked if they can do it..."
"...All right."
Su Mo probably held on through sheer willpower. Every time Jiang Jianhuan saw his swaying body and pale face, she wanted him to rest or go back, but he always stood up and told her.
—He can do it, he's still capable.
All right.
Afterwards, the two went on almost all the popular rides in the amusement park. By the time they returned, the sun was setting, and Jiang Jianhuan drove the car.
Su Mo leaned back in the passenger seat, drowsy, seemingly unable to keep going.
After eating and taking a shower, he felt a bit better. Jiang Jianhuan was in a state of excitement throughout the day, talking almost twice as much as usual.
Both of them fell asleep quickly that night; one had had too much fun, and the other was so exhausted that she collapsed.
I had no dreams that night.
Su Mo has been making her all sorts of different dishes lately. Although Jiang Jianhuan seems fine these days, she's been gradually losing weight.
She said she was the type to lose weight in the summer, but Su Mo often looked worried. At night, he would hold her in his arms, feel her hard bones, and then pinch her chest.
"You've really lost weight..." He sighed heavily, his face full of worry. Jiang Jianhuan silently turned over, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
Tonight's dinner was once again incredibly lavish, with aromas wafting out in waves. Jiang Jianhuan couldn't resist letting go of Wangcai in her hand and peering into the kitchen.
Su Mo stood there, wearing a checkered apron, with soup simmering in a pot in front of him. He took a spoonful and tasted it.
"Hmm..." He nodded after finishing his drink, put the lid on, and turned the heat down a little.
"Chef, what's on the menu today?" Jiang Jianhuan leaned over and asked. Su Mo turned to look at her, her dark eyes smiling in the light.
"Red date and black bean carp soup, braised pork ribs, and stir-fried broccoli will do."
"Ah... I'm hungry." Jiang Jianhuan swallowed instinctively.
Su Mo had already poured a ring of oil into the pot, turned on the heat, and was preparing to put the marinated ribs in.
"Be careful not to get splashed."
"Then I'm going out!" Hearing the sizzling sound from the oil pan, she couldn't avoid it and went outside to tidy up the table and set out the bowls and chopsticks.
"Oh no!" Su Mo suddenly whispered in the kitchen. Jiang Jianhuan turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"We're out of cooking wine. I remembered buying some last time but forgot," he muttered to himself, annoyed.
"But it's okay, the taste shouldn't be too different."
"I'll go buy it, I'll be quick!" Jiang Jianhuan said without hesitation, picking up the keys from the cabinet and going to the door to change her shoes. She had nothing else to do, and besides, Su Mo had spoiled her, so she couldn't tolerate any imperfections.
"Oh, it's okay—" Before Su Mo could finish speaking, the door slammed shut, and Jiang Jianhuan's figure disappeared from sight.
There was a 24-hour convenience store in the neighborhood, only a five or six-minute walk away. Jiang Jianhuan walked quickly, shortening the process even further.
Her gaze swept across the rows of shelves, and she quickly found the brand that Su Mo often used. Jiang Jianhuan smiled and picked it up to pay at the cashier.
Just as the clerk finished scanning the code, she heard a crisp "ding-dong" sound from the doorway, indicating that someone had come in.
Jiang Jianhuan instinctively looked up, her gaze inadvertently falling over, but then suddenly stopped.
The man, wearing a baseball cap and a black overcoat, was tall, but his face was obscured by his tilted head. Her breath caught in her throat, and her hands, hidden in her pockets, trembled involuntarily.
"Miss? Miss! That'll be twenty yuan in total—"
The cashier called her twice, and Jiang Jianhuan snapped back to reality, nodded haphazardly, and took out a fifty-yuan note from her pocket and handed it to her.
She opened the drawer to give her change, and Jiang Jianhuan's gaze involuntarily drifted over there again. The man had walked to the last shelf, and his figure was completely blocked.
"Your change is thirty."
The cashier handed her the money, which she took nervously. She hurriedly walked out, her steps quick yet hesitant.
Jiang Jianhuan walked outside the convenience store and looked inside through the huge transparent glass on the left. The man was standing in front of the shelf picking something out, and most of his profile was clearly visible. It was a completely unfamiliar face.
She breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that her limbs were weak and powerless, revealing the luck of surviving a disaster.
Chapter 73
On the way back, Jiang Jianhuan had already composed herself. Su Mo heard the door open and poked her head out to ask a question.