Fanservice Paradox

After the other three entered, the three of the younger age group stood outside and did not even hear the sound of their screaming inside. The haunted house was quiet and embarrassingly quiet.

Ling Yi scratched his head in doubt, "Isn't it so scary? They are not in a haunted house with us."

He Ziyan, Lu Yuan, and Jiang Miao came out much faster than they did. The three trot out, and the two dolls were held in one hand, and there was a little breath.

Pei Tingsong immediately looked at Ling Yi, "Aren't they panting? It's still a little scary, okay."

Lu Yuan waved his arms, "No, we just danced inside."

"Are you poisonous?" Ling Yi was unbelievable.

"嘁." Pei Tingsong looked disdainful, and thought about raising his hand before going in. "Then I just asked if anyone was afraid of ghosts. Why did you all raise your hand?"

There was no interruption beside him. Hearing this, Fang Juexia couldn't help but laugh, learning what he said in the haunted house before, "Everyone hasn't been in, how do you know if you're afraid? You can't know if you get in."

"Ha ha ha ha yeah."

Ling Yi is also very proud, "Only I am an honest child, and I have a very accurate understanding of myself. Ling Yi Ling Yi, the appearance is the same."

Pei Tingsong didn't continue to worry about raising his hand, but his attention went to Fang Juexia, staring at his grinning face.

Does this guy actually start his joke now?

He stretched out his hands and held Fang Juexia's face with ease, rubbing it hard and hard, "You now have a bad face, Fang Juexia."

Usually Pei Tingsong also teased him and moved his feet, Fang Jue Xia Zao should be used to it. But I don't know why. Now that Pei Tingsong touched him, Fang Juexia felt something was wrong. The heart is beating fast, and the fingertips are numb.

"You let me go." He pushed Pei Tingsong like an electric shock and took a half step back.

Fang Juexia's skin was too thin, and it became red and hot when rubbed. Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong also froze for a second. Suddenly he discovered that the senses also have the right to choose independently. It turns out that not every sensation dies in the same time. Just like the smooth and soft touch when he rubbed his fingers on the other person's skin, it hasn't been scattered until now.

His senses stayed for Fang Juexia.

Shaking the hand that had fallen down, Pei Tingsong coughed several times, took a bottle of water from the staff, unscrewed the tightly tight cap, and his palms were all rubbed red. But the feeling of touching his cheek still stubbornly refused to leave.

The tip of his tongue still hurts when he touches the water, and he still remembers the overdose kiss after drunk from time to time.

Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to make a joke, and wanted to tease Fang Juexia. Probably lost face in the haunted house, eager to find a supplement in some way. So Pei Tingsong carried the mineral water bottle and walked over, and called his name. Fang Juexia raised her head, the red on her cheeks faded halfway, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what's going on." Pei Tingsong acted really, with doubts written all over his face. "My tongue has been painful for the past two days. I thought I had a cold and inflammation before, but now I have a lot of colds. The tip of the tongue hurts more and more. "

Although Fang Juexia didn't have many expressions, he was a person who was not particularly disguised. His face changed when he heard Pei Tingsong's words.

"You help me see, is it broken? I drink water and it hurts." He finished putting the water bottle on the ground, opened his mouth, and extended his tongue slightly. Fang Juexia stared at the tip of his tongue, there was indeed a very obvious wound on it. Pei Tingsong saw that he subconsciously flinched, and stretched out his hand, "You can see it so far away, so good eyes?"

Fang Juexia blinked quickly and licked her dry lips again. "It seems ... it seems that there is a small wound and ulcers. It is estimated that it will take a few days to get better."

"It's sore?" Pei Tingsong deliberately bit these words, aggravating someone's guilt, and frowning. "What should I do, it hurts so much that I can't eat any more. How can I bite myself?" What about the tongue? "

Fang Juexia's eyes glanced away, and his guilty conscience was written on his face. "You drink more water and eat more fruits and vegetables. It will be fine soon, not very serious."

"Is it?" Pei Tingsong stared at him, unable to imagine how he had bitten him and beat him at that time. He was particularly curious about Fang Juexia's expression and mood at that time. "Don't you have a small medicine chest? Is there any medicine for ulcers? "

"Yes." Fang Juexia finally took the initiative to speak. "After I go back, I will spray you a little to relieve the pain."

Pei Tingsong smiled innocently, "Then thank you brother."

Fang Juexia said quietly that everything was fine, hurriedly picked up the water bottle on the ground and unscrewed.

"That's my bottle."

He almost squirted out, but he held back, his cheeks bulging.

"You drink, and it's okay." Pei Tingsong felt that he had found the most interesting thing in the world, namely Fangjue Xiaxia. Seeing him swallow the water embarrassingly, he added another sentence.

"Follow me, you still care about this."

After recording the haunted house special, the director's group announced the result, "This is the older group ..."

He Ziyan and Lu Yuan said in unison: "What old age group!"

Jiang Miao smiled, "It's only my age."

The other two still refused to accept, "Director, are we still small fresh meat?"

"Good, not the older group, not the older group." The director immediately changed his tone. "The senior group spent 18 minutes and 23 seconds and still played a song in it."

Ling laughed, "Ha ha ha ha senior group!"

"What's so funny, did you lose?" Pei Tingsong held his smiling head shaking. Seeing Fang Juexia smiling, she lowered her head halfway and raised her lips.

He laughed and looked good, but he didn't laugh often.

"Is it going to punish the younger age group now?"

"Yes, we can wait."

The director's team took a lottery box with lots of rolled paper picks in it. Pei Tingsong had a headache when he saw this, "No, I want to draw again? Can you think of a fresh trick."

A staff member who didn't show up said outside the screen, "Will you have a lucky turntable next time? Just let Xiao Pei turn around." The others laughed. Pei Tingsong has always had bad luck. He didn't stretch his hand this time, only raised his chin at Ling Yi, "You, go smoke."

"Why?" Ling Yi flicked his two sleeves. "If I don't smoke well, you'll throw me the pot. I won't do this stupid thing."

In the last lost group, only Fang Jue Shaken came forward and carried the pot. He hugged the carton, did not speak, and shook it very seriously. This action looked a little silly, and Pei Tingsong couldn't help vomiting, "What are you doing? It's like doing a lottery."

Fang Juexia glanced at him, his pale brown pupil was very bright in the sunlight. At a glance, he turned back, shaking the carton, and calmly imitated the famous scene of Pei Tingsong in the haunted house, "Great atheist in history, bless me with a good sign."

Everyone present laughed, and the director also fanned the flames, "Remember to add a subtitle later, this sentence will be called the haunted house paradox in the future."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

It's a pity that Fang Juexia, who patronized others, didn't expect that he pitted himself again. As soon as he unfolded the paper, he blacked his eyes.

He will not be really infected by the non-chief of Pei Tingsong.

"Jue Xia Nian punishes the content." The director reminded.

Fang Juexia's voice became a little virtual, "Bungee ..."

He Ziyan wowed meaningfully, "Game of the Warriors."

Lu Yuan was also excited, "Hurry up, I want to see your leap of faith!"

"Jue Xia is very good. The high-altitude bungee project in the park is also a major feature, second only to the haunted house." The director said, "The total height of the bungee jump here is only 25 meters, which is not very high."

Twenty-five meters is not high ... Fang Juexia converted the specific number into the actual height in his heart. After thinking about it, he began to soften his legs. He was a little afraid of height from an early age. Although he didn't reach the level of serious fear of heights, the high-altitude project was basically touch-free. And as soon as it came up, it was a copy of death like bungee jumping.

Realizing that Fang Juexia started not talking again, Pei Tingsong bumped his shoulder, "Are you afraid?"

I thought he would struggle. Unexpectedly, Fang Juexia raised his head and gave a serious look twice, and was very honest.

Pei Tingsong was amused by his appearance. "I just laughed. I was not very happy? I thought you were not afraid of anything in your life." Teasing back and teasing, seeing that Fang Juexia was very nervous now, he made again A soothing look, "It's okay, it's much faster than a haunted house. Go up and swish it and jump off. It's over soon. You don't even think Ling is afraid."

"I'm not afraid of anything?" Ling Yi glared at him, and then the flies rubbed their hands like he was very excited, "I like the high-altitude project the most."

day. Fang Juexia couldn't understand the feeling of pursuing excitement. I hope that the game will lose, and there will be a group record, it is not easy to escape. The large troops moved their positions and moved from the haunted house to the bungee jumping area. The number of tourists in the park increased, and many people began to follow suit. In order to save time and shunt, the production team divided two sets, the winning three people filmed their content, and the other part followed three of the bungee jumping.

They took the elevator to the top. As soon as the door opened, the wind blew his coat. Fang Jue Shala had a good zipper, and at a glance he felt the strong stimulus from the height. It was too high, and the landscape of the entire amusement park was included in the eyes. However, this bungee jumping platform was also built with all-tempered glass and wiped cleanly. At a glance, every step is a trembling fear.

As soon as Ling went out, he talked to the coach excitedly. Fang Juexia only dared to go out in small steps.

Seeing this hesitant footsteps, Pei Tingsong determined the degree of his fear, so he ignored Fang Juexia's shoulder and leaned on him.

Fang Juexia didn't push him away, he didn't dare to move at such a high place. Moreover, Pei Tingsong's move works. Being close to high altitude made Fang Juexia's heart calm a little, at least I felt dependent.

"You are not afraid at all." He opened his eyes with his eyes down.

Pei Tingsong nodded, “I ’ve played bungee jumping for one or two hundred meters. Compared to that, this one is for kids. There are also extreme skiing, downhill diving, skydiving, and surfing. Like, "he is like a family treasure, and smiled again," Yes, I will fly the plane, the kind of proof. "

"awesome."

How can such people be afraid of ghosts? It's so strange. Fang Juexia's attention shifted a little, and he could see that his empty feet were still palpitation.

"Don't look at the following." Pei Tingsong broke his face and let him look at himself, "I know I'm afraid I still want to look."

Fang Juexia rolled her throat nervously, "You are not the same in a haunted house ... I am afraid I will continue to do tasks."

Pei Tingsong couldn't help laughing. I really mean to say, and I do n’t want to think about who he is for.

He found that when he got along, people would really change and influence each other. The guy in front of him is just good and not bad. He steals all his temper temperament. If nothing else, he talks more and more smoothly.

The staff stepped forward to wear protective clothes for Pei Tingsong, and then he released Fang Juexia's hand, "Then you will learn from me. Anyway, I know that you will jump if you are afraid." After that, he turned around and let work The staff helped him secure the belt and rope.

"You know it again." Fang Juexia said in his mouth, but the tone was not a rhetorical question, very light and calm, lighter than the wind on the high platform, but somehow floated into Pei Tingsong's ear.

Pei Tingsong, who was only a step away and had to leap forward, stood on the edge, suddenly turned around and smiled at him, "Yeah, I just know. Because you are Fang Juexia."

I don't know where this sentence poke into his heart, it seems so happy. But he didn't want to think too much about the meaning. He found that he spent too much time and energy every day to study every sentence Pei Tingsong said to him. This is weird and doesn't fit his straightforward logic of life.

Maybe it has nothing to do with him, it's just that the neurotransmitter stimulated by high altitude is causing trouble.

The staff put a GoPro helmet on Pei Tingsong's head and started the camera. Fang Juexia didn't dare to watch the scene where he jumped down, and felt scary. He could only grab the pole and turned halfway, listening to Ling Yi and the other staff members counting down in unison.

His heart jumped three times, and he heard Ling Yi cheering.

The shoulders gradually relaxed, and Fang Juexia took a deep breath and exhaled again for a long time, the tension remained unabated. Soon it was Ling Yi's turn. He rushed over and hugged Juexia tightly before standing on the edge of the platform. "Juexia, look at me! I want to jump!"

Fang Juexia's face was pale, but she turned around and bent the corner of her mouth towards Ling Yi, "Come on."

Ling Yi threw a kiss at him happily, and then counted down loudly, "Three! Two! One!" When he jumped, he was still shouting, "The youngest group is the most handsome, long live Caledo and Domino--"

Only one was left on the high platform. Fang Juexia could hardly feel the existence of her legs anymore. She wanted to squat down but there was another piece of transparency below. He just felt numb all over, and his palms were soaked with cold sweat.

"Is Juexia OK? Would you like to try it?" The staff member held his arm and relieved, "It doesn't have to be punished, anyway, I have jumped two."

Another staff member nodded in response, "Yeah, I'm really afraid of heights."

Actually, it ’s true that it ’s already here. Fang Juexia wanted to give it a try. He always felt that if he had tried bungee jumping, his threshold might be raised a little bit.

"I can give it a try," he took off his hat and handed it to the staff, then shouted to the coach, "Could you please help me wear armor, thank you."

"Little handsome guy is very brave." The coach is a cheerful middle-aged man. "Don't worry, our safety measures are well in place. You take a deep breath, close your eyes and fall back, it's over, it's very simple."

Fang Juexia couldn't hear a word, Shengsheng was pulled to the edge of the platform, his legs were so soft that he couldn't stand, and he could only pull the coach's arm. Not to mention looking down, his eyes were tightly closed and he dared not open them.

The coach pulled the belt, confirmed that he was safe, and patted Juxia's shoulders under the two sides. "Come on, little handsome boy. Jump in red and purple, jump in two times and become rich and expensive."

It ’s good for a while, and it will end soon.

He even imagined the feeling of weightlessness in his mind, just to make himself feel better later.

Not afraid, he is not afraid at all.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid ...

"Get ready, I'm going to start the countdown. Three--"

The countdown was suddenly interrupted, "Hey? How come back?"

come back? What comes back.

He heard the coach laugh, and patted his arm, "Look, I'm right, someone really wants to come back and jump a second time."

The violent wind disturbed Fang Juexia's soft hair, which looked like an embarrassed animal. He hesitated, frowning and slowly opening his eyes. In the swaying vision, Pei Tingsong stepped on the transparent glass table step by step, and the sunshine of spring shone his smile lazily.

"You really want to jump." He looked at Fang Juexia who had been dressed, his eyes were all smiling.

Fang Juexia was already speechless and nodded slightly, looking even more pitiful. He didn't know what Pei Tingsong wanted to do now, to witness his first high altitude bungee jumping experience? Or do you think it would be more intuitive to see jokes on the stand? He thought a lot in his head, and his pupils shook.

Pei Tingsong felt more cute as he looked at it, and he saw him quietly clutching the coach's arm, raising his eyebrows unconsciously.

"He's afraid of being high." Pei Tingsong walked over and said to the coach and the staff, "I'm with him, and we dance in double."

This sentence came suddenly, no one thought. Fang Juexia also stared at him in a daze, without a word. Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand and dragged him back, jokingly said, "Why do you look at me? I'm moved. I will cry when I'm moved."

"Why are you coming back?" Fang Juexia said in a cold tone, but his hand had moved from the coach's arm to Pei Tingsong's wrist, holding it tightly, subconsciously looking for a more familiar and comfortable sense of security.

"I danced very well, and I want to come again." The coach put on a pair of protective gear for them. Pei Tingsong raised his hand and flicked the hair that felt Xia Xia was blown by the wind. Robbery. "

"Crossover." Fang Juexia repeated the two words in a small voice, and was amazed at how strange and strange knowledge had been learned by this kid who grew up abroad. But the word is quite appropriate. It seems to be really a big catastrophe in his 20 years of life, and the risk index is ranked in the top three.

Thinking in this way, he glanced at Pei Tingsong again.

This guy's risk index is also very high. He really panicked, relying on another danger in order to solve one danger.

The staff was about to wear helmets for them, but found that the last GoPro was broken and could not record, "Would you like to wait? Wait for them to send the previous one."

"Juxia finally made a mental preparation. I didn't know if I would dare to do it for a while. Otherwise, he wouldn't have recorded his perspective." Another staff member used the intercom to contact the plane below and just jumped up and Below is the angle of view.

The coach fixed the ropes and confirmed that they were correct, "Okay, ready, two little guys, you can jump in pairs. Do you need me to count down?"

Pei Tingsong shook his head and said thank you, then took Fang Juexia's arm and moved forward a little bit. The wind on the platform is getting bigger and bigger, hovering in the air, the cold air hugs them, and the clear blue sky seems to be within reach. In the whistling wind, Fang Juexia heard Pei Tingsong's voice, he said to close his eyes, so he really closed his eyes.

He has never done anything crazy in his life. Even chasing dreams is in accordance with the rules and steps set by him, step by step to make progress steadily. Stability gives him a sense of security. Derailment, carnival, and runaway are all dangerous factors that Fang Juexia has tried to avoid for more than two decades.

"I will tell you a story."

"Story?" Fang Juexia listened to his voice and looked up.

"Well." Pei Tingsong stood on the platform, turned his back towards the falling sky, facing Fang Juexia with his eyes closed, and stretched his arms to pull him into his arms. "Do you know? It is said that bungee jumping The sport first originated in a country called Vanuatu in the South Pacific Islands. People there believed that it would only grow up if they had stood the test of high altitude. So hundreds of years ago, men in the tribe would be tied with rattan Legs, and then jumped from a wooden tower more than thirty meters high, choked off more than ten centimeters above the ground. "

While talking, he gently brought Fangjue Shala to his own. Perhaps he was really afraid, he could feel Fang Juexia taking the initiative to be close.

"And then?" Fang Juexia asked with her eyes closed.

"Then ..." Pei Tingsong lowered his head to confirm that he had stepped on the edge, half of his feet hanging in the air. He continued, "The villagers will organize a grand bonfire party for him to celebrate his determination and courage. They see this fall from a high altitude as a great adult gift."

At the end of the story, he spread his arms around Fang Juexia and fell backwards. Without the tension created by the countdown, everything came quickly and without warning. Fang Juexia's heart almost stopped, he was hugged and fell into a storm, a vortex of weightlessness.

The real fall turned out to be this way. Every gap in the body was penetrated by the galloping wind, and the soul smashed into the empty sky. Fear, hesitation, and cowardice were all swept away by the wind, and the one-way hug turned into a tight embrace at the instinct. The body temperature was hot, and the heartbeats also slammed together against each other's chests. These senses are telling Fang Juexia that he is not alone.

He fell in a embrace, safe and free.

"Would you like to open your eyes and see?"

The roaring wind was like a long-sounding alarm, but he couldn't stop his voice. Fang Juexia tried to open his eyes. The inverted vision was too wonderful. He saw the world spinning and flying up to the sky, and Pei Tingsong was near. The eyes met in the violent wind, Pei Tingsong's eyes were smiling, the dark sky reflected the transparent sky, and his face. It was indeed very fast, as the story said, they fell with courage and determination, hanging in the air.

When the alarm was lifted, he leaned close to Fang Juexia's ear.

"You are grown, brother."