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She quickly immersed herself into the joy of making breakfast. Although the things were simple, Si Wan had already used everything she could use.

Three eggs, flour, milk, sugar, and strawberry jam with a glass of orange juice.

She even made breakfast heart shape with utmost care, looking at the result of her creation, Si Wan nodded her head in satisfaction.

After placing the breakfast on the table and arranging the tableware, Gong Siming slowly walked over.

Looking at the breakfast on the table, he felt a little happy but also a little disdainful.

"Is this all you give me?"

Si Wan who was already eating, after hearing Gong Siming's words, the fire in his heart started to burn.

"Do you want to eat or not!" Si Wan said angrily.

Looking coldly at the Si Wan who was eating a lot, Gong Siming furrowed his brows and sat down.

He picked up a piece and observed it carefully.

"Is this a peach?"

However, Si Wan, who was at the side, choked. Gong Siming's eyes did not allow anyone to praise him, it was clear that he was sincere!

How unromantic. He even said, "This is a peach". How could it not be a longevity bun? That would really save me money to buy a birthday present.

"This is love!"

Forcefully suppressing her disgust, Si Wan replied with patience and gentleness.

"Oh, so it's you who loves my heart!"

With such a deep scheme, since when did Gong Siming become so thick-skinned, and even set a trap for himself?

It was so early in the morning, Si Wan really didn't want to find fault.

As he focused on eating his breakfast, Gong Siming was simply a chameleon. The difference between his expression one second and the next could be said to be like the sky and the earth.

Who could be compared with him!

In Si Wan's heart, Gong Siming was absolutely a unique existence.

"What are you doing today?"

As she ate, Si Wan asked indifferently.

Gong Siming was not a romantic person to begin with. These two days of arrangements were all thanks to Hua Er's reminder on an amusement park project that had been completed and the date of its opening.

"What are you doing?"

What he wanted to hear was precisely the words that Gong Siming had said.

"I want to go to an amusement park again. This is the first time I've been to such a large amusement park. I want to play for an extra day."

Playing for one more day was just to find a reason. Si Wan's real intention was to go where she had not been yesterday and see what it was for.

Why was she dragged away by Gong Siming just as she wanted to go over there?

Curiosity was like grass popping out of a rock, either crushed or savagely grown.

Obviously, Si Wan belonged to the latter group.

"Alright!"

This was the real Gong Siming.

"Will you come with me?" Si Wan asked.

"Yes."

Hearing Gong Siming's reply, Si Wan jumped up happily.

Gong Siming, who was at the side, instantly revealed a smile that was like sunlight.

The breakfast was very tasty. Si Wan only ate a few pieces, and the rest were all his.

The amusement park was fun, though it used to be childish, and now it's different.

He didn't know if Gong Siming would still be able to smile once he gets to the amusement park and knew of the place Si Wan wanted to go to.

The two of them cleaned up the table simply.

They were all people that the heavens cared about, so Si Wan didn't need to put on makeup to charm them all.

Without notifying Hua Er, the two of them walked to the amusement park together, hand in hand.

When they arrived at the amusement park, Si Wan did not immediately head to the place she wanted to go.

Relying on his own memories, he played all the way until he wasn't there last night.

As soon as he saw Si Wan walking in that direction, a layer of ice covered Gong Siming's face.

His gaze was even more terrifying, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss and died without a burial ground.

Si Wan chose to ignore Gong Siming's expression, and happily pulled Gong Siming inside.

Just now, she had already went over to take a look. No wonder Gong Siming didn't want to go over there.

It was as if Uncle Ma had told her that the Gong Siming of his childhood was often scared by ghost stories, and that they were the kind that would never be admitted to.

When a person had an obsession with something, no matter how difficult it was, she would do whatever it took to achieve it.

Right now, Si Wan wanted to see how Gong Siming would behave after he entered the Ghost Hut. This kind of obsession caused her to think of every method possible to bring Gong Siming into the Ghost Hut.

A mischievous smile appeared on the face of such a beautiful girl, causing people to instantly feel that she seemed to be very similar to the man beside her.

Whether it was Si Wan trying to drag him down or grind him down, they were all unable to get Gong Siming to take a single step forward.

The slightly depressed Si Wan used up a lot of energy and instantly sat on the ground.

He pitifully looked at Gong Siming, and because he was faced with the dazzling sunlight, the tears in his eyes flowed out like a flood from a broken dam.

Gong Siming frowned and was about to form a Chinese knot, but he couldn't help but ask.

"You really want to go?"

Like a obedient little kitten, Si Wan stuck out her tongue and nodded.

Without further words, Gong Siming walked straight towards the haunted house.

Walking to the door of the ghost house, he turned around and coldly said.

"Follow me."

Directly jumping up, Si Wan touched the tear stains on his face and chased after it.

He grabbed the tear-stained hand without any intention of rejecting it. His fingers were clenched tightly.

"Once you're inside, no matter what you encounter, you can't let go!"

Si Wan, who had achieved her goal, naturally would not refute him and obediently nodded.

The key point was that with Gong Siming's strength, even if Si Wan wanted to struggle, it would be impossible, unless she did not want this hand anymore.

Filled with excitement, the two of them walked into the haunted house.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the last drop of wax hanging from the candlestick, the faint sound of ancient carved windows grinding.

White gauze hung from the top of his head, some of it still stained with blood, fluttering restlessly.

The pale white light seeped into his eyes. It seemed as if it was in a trance as it jumped around. It was unclear whether it was bright or dark.

After heavily swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Si Wan tightly held onto Gong Siming's hand.

It hadn't even started, and Si Wan was already regretting it a little.

As they continued forward, the light became dimmer and dimmer. The pale white light seemed to be filled with blood, turning the area crimson.

He heard a burst of laughter that was not a smile, but a cry that was not a cry. The piercing and terrifying cry echoed in the blood-red room.

As he stuck close to Gong Siming, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"What, afraid!"

The sudden voice sent a shiver down Si Wan's spine.

Was Gong Siming laughing at him!

He bravely maintained a certain distance from Gong Siming, but his grip became tighter, causing Gong Siming's hand to become even more deformed.

Seeing Si Wan's childish behavior, Gong Siming did not blame him in the slightest. Instead, he revealed a slight smile.

Suddenly, like a ghost, two huge eyes that glowed with a green light approached the two of them.

With a muffled moan, the sound became deeper and deeper, yet with a hint of sharpness, it sounded like a cat crying. Si Wan instantly stuck to Gong Siming's side.

But the giant green eye was getting closer and closer!

"Ah!"

A scream resounded through the entire haunted house!