138. How does it feel? Not bad.

As dusk settled back to its starting point on the Ferris wheel, it gradually faded into a desolate, dim light. Most of the facilities were shut down. The tourists who had ridden the roller coaster earlier were the last to experience it. Now, the tourists were scattered like quicksand into the crowd, leaving the area deserted.

As night gradually enveloped their vision like a thin veil, the two silently stepped off the Ferris wheel, and dazzling neon lights illuminated every corner of the night.

The exterior of all the Ferris wheel cabins shimmered with dazzling fluorescent light. The entire enormous machine stood silently in the night, its flashing lights constantly changing colors, making it look like a living behemoth breathing rhythmically.

Amidst the quiet breathing, Su Qing'an gazed at the neon lights reflected in the girl's eyes, momentarily lost in thought.

He left the wooden sign in that carriage and didn't take it out.

All flowers eventually wither, whether irises or Fusang, in the height of summer or the depths of winter; it's just a matter of when they fade.

And assuming the outcome is inevitable, then at least... he hoped to see the light in her eyes a little longer.

Su Qing'an likes Fu Hua.

But before this matter becomes widely known, he must bury it somewhere unknown, quietly waiting for the day it might sprout.

That place might be Siberia, where snow covers the land year-round, and the seeds would be buried under the frozen ground, never to see the light of day.

Or perhaps that seed fell into a frozen lake, rolled into scorching lava, and its future was obscured by hopeless darkness.

Su Qing'an had no way of knowing the outcome, but this was enough.

Just as he told Fu Hua, he wasn't afraid.

But only he himself knew how much comfort and solace was contained in those words for the young girl.

With the Void Sword Qi only one step away from the Clear Mirror Realm, the young man had an increasingly bad feeling.

Iris, iris.

The name of the flower, along with this ominous premonition, lingered in my mind, impossible to shake off.

It was clearly supposed to be a pleasant and relaxing holiday, but my intuition seemed to have foreseen everything.

"Su Qing'an, what are you daydreaming about?"

A pair of slender, white hands gently waved in front of his eyes, bringing him back to his senses.

It's Fu Hua.

Su Qing'an replied:

"Nothing."

The boy looked at the neon lights in the distance and couldn't help but smile. He continued:

"Let's go somewhere else, Hua."

Fu Hua followed his gaze to the bustling scene ahead and said:

"Good."

She didn't ask why they weren't going back, nor where they were going.

Sometimes, a single word in response is far more effective than a thousand words.

Ten minutes later.

The two arrived at the most crowded part of the amusement park.

It was a huge tree.

However, unlike naturally grown ancient trees, these trees rely on the accumulation of time and the catalysis of nutrients.

The tree in front of us is entirely man-made and is about 100 meters tall.

The sprawling, encircling metal branches and fake emerald leaves gather into clusters, mimicking a style that blends reality and fantasy with excellent textures and colors.

During the day, it is a lush, evergreen artificial tree with a huge canopy that does not sway in the wind, like a silent and lifeless exquisite stone statue.

But when night falls, in the fleeting darkness amidst the flickering neon lights, it becomes a beautiful lighthouse.

From the canopy and intertwined branches, the lights burned with an extremely brilliant golden hue. The warm light cast the shadows of tourists into various shapes, drawing all the wandering gazes and aimless figures to the ever-green foliage, where they would then linger.

The shadows cast by the lamplight through the gaps in the branches and leaves form various HOMU patterns on the ground.

Wooden benches are scattered in front of these patterns. The layout seems ordinary during the day, but at this moment, it makes people marvel at the designer's imagination.

Compared to the crowds they encounter during the day, this place is practically a sea of people.

That's natural; a place like this would inevitably feel a bit deserted if crowds were to be cleared out.

The atmosphere created by countless couples is the result the team behind the scenes needs.

Although this tactic wasn't very effective on the two, Theresa's financial offensive still motivated them to do their best in every detail.

For example, there are mobile shops that offer double ice cream on the street, jewelry shops that offer red ribbons as a gift, and food stores that offer free drinks for couples whenever they come in.

The drink, of course, is the kind that only uses one straw.

But in the end, only the pair of matching HOMU balloons succeeded.

The ice cream was indeed given out, but the extreme ideal of spending the ice cream to have the other person help wipe each other's mouths still fell through.

The two avoided all the unexpected and clumsy coincidences that would have led to their intimacy.

It's a real shame that the tandem bungee jump, which was the most likely to succeed in the project, didn't actually see Su Qing'an and Fu Hua.

After all, this kind of activity that requires physical contact is almost unique in amusement parks.

Aside from the roller coaster at the beginning, the two of them played very childish and leisurely rides afterwards.

The leisurely activities, such as the spinning teacups, carousel, sightseeing bus, Fantasy Aquarium, and HOMU Battle Royale, make one wonder if they are actually just strolling through the park in their neighborhood.

The team also had the task of recording every interaction between the two, which made the editor very frustrated because most of the time there was almost no flirtatious behavior.

Su Qing'an glanced at the golden light reflected in the girl's eyes and said with a smile:

"The headmaster texted me earlier saying it would be a shame not to come here."

Fu Hua thought for a moment after hearing this and replied:

"Headmaster Theresa seems to know this place quite well?"

Su Qing'an thought for a moment about the comic book covers that the headmaster hadn't had time to hide before, and said:

"She really likes the HOMU comics, which is why she asked us to bring some local specialties."

"This is also the largest HOMU- themed amusement park in the entire Shenzhou. It would be strange if the headmaster didn't want to come, right?"

"She probably researched a lot of information online beforehand, but due to her work at the academy, she didn't have many opportunities to come."

"You brought us here this time so she could have some fun, right?"

The girl looked at the HOMU pattern on the ground that changed every few seconds and laughed:

"If there's a chance, it would be better to have her come and see for herself."

"Some things, if you don't see them with your own eyes, you'll always feel like you're missing out on a lot of the experience and enjoyment."

She parted her lips slightly, creating a beautiful curve.

Fu Hua said with a smile:

"This is the first time in a long time that I've been to a place like this in Shenzhou."

How are you feeling?

She turned her head and looked at the bright light in the boy's eyes, and unconsciously touched the wooden plaque in her pocket.

[Platycodon grandiflorus]

What does this mean? Fu Hua, who should not care about these things, pondered something boundless for a moment when she saw his face.

But her thoughts were immediately cut off.

The girl responded softly:

"Not bad."

"In fact, it's very good."