Under the night sky, the brightly lit Ferris wheel, like the eye of the city, slowly turned dozens of meters above the ground.
Zaizai indeed had run out of energy, and before the Ferris wheel had ascended very high, he leaned against the window and dozed off, unable to wake even when called, just like a little pig.
Jiayi didn't try to wake him; it was better he slept, so she could carry him straight home after the Ferris wheel, without him fussing to continue playing.
But with Zaizai asleep like this…
The already limited space in the Ferris wheel car became awkward.
She and he sat directly facing each other, not daring to meet his eyes, yet complete silence would only make the atmosphere even stranger.
Glimpsing at Zaizai, Jiayi made conversation out of nothing, "All that fuss to get on, and he falls asleep as soon as we're up here, even claimed he wasn't tired."
