{Chapter 68: Can I sit beside you?}
After purchasing the tickets to enter the amusement park, Qiu Wanxi couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and curiosity.
This was her first time visiting such a place, and her eyes were wide with wonder as she looked around, taking in the sights she had never seen before.
"That's a merry-go-round. Let's go and ride it together," Lin Yuan suggested, his voice filled with excitement. Before Qiu Wanxi could respond, he had already taken her by the hand and led her toward the carousel.
As she gingerly took her seat on one of the wooden horses, Qiu Wanxi felt a wave of unease. She wasn't used to this sort of thing, but Lin Yuan, ever the gentleman, chose not to ride himself. Instead, he stood beside her, offering her a reassuring presence.
With the carousel slowly beginning to spin, Qiu Wanxi's nerves kicked in. She gripped Lin Yuan's hand tightly, seeking comfort in his warm touch.
Lin Yuan, ever the attentive companion, stood beside her like a Prince Charming, his smile reassuring as he made sure she was comfortable.
Most of the other riders on the carousel were women, and as they observed Lin Yuan's gentle attentiveness to Qiu Wanxi, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.
But upon seeing the striking beauty of Qiu Wanxi, their jealousy quickly turned to self-doubt. She was everything they were not—graceful, delicate, and radiant.
Once the merry-go-round came to a gentle stop, Lin Yuan didn't waste any time. He took Qiu Wanxi on a whirlwind tour of the amusement park, guiding her from one thrilling ride to the next.
From roller coasters to giant pendulums, and even the heart-stopping jumping machines, every ride was a test of nerves for Qiu Wanxi. Every time the ride began, she would instinctively clutch Lin Yuan's hand, her heart racing with fear.
Yet, Lin Yuan remained calm and gentle, often placing a hand on her head, smoothing her hair to calm her down, offering the reassurance she desperately needed. His gestures of comfort made her feel safe and cherished.
As they moved from ride to ride, Qiu Wanxi found herself overwhelmed with a strange excitement. She never could have imagined herself in this situation—enjoying such thrilling moments with the Young Master. It felt like something straight out of a teen drama, where the heroine finds herself in the arms of the man of her dreams.
Her heart fluttered with the realization that she could rely on him at any time, that she felt cared for in a way she had never experienced before.
She was quiet, too happy to speak, but every time she glanced at Lin Yuan, her heart would race. His smile was like a beacon, making everything around her seem brighter, more magical.
Finally, as they stopped for a brief rest, Lin Yuan noticed Qiu Wanxi enjoying her strawberry-flavored ice cream, and a playful idea crossed his mind.
"Your strawberry-flavored ice cream looks delicious," he said with a grin. "Can I exchange it for my vanilla one?"
Before she could protest, Lin Yuan swiftly grabbed her ice cream, which she had been nibbling on, and exchanged it with his. His actions were lighthearted, but Qiu Wanxi's face flushed bright red at the thought.
She had heard of 'indirect kisses' before, but now, in this moment, she couldn't help but wonder if that's what this felt like. Her face grew warmer, and she felt a shy excitement bubble inside her. The thought that Lin Yuan had just eaten from the same ice cream cone made her cheeks turn an even deeper shade of pink.
'Is this how it feels?' she thought to herself, her heart pounding as she shyly licked the ice cream in her hand, her tongue grazing the spot where Lin Yuan had just tasted it.
This moment felt so sweet, so intimate. It was as if everything about the Young Master's world had become part of hers, even in the smallest of gestures.
"After we finish these, let's go for some more rides," Lin Yuan suggested, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.
"Okay... okay..." Qiu Wanxi replied in a daze, still processing the warmth of the moment.
After a while, Lin Yuan led her to one of the most impressive rides in the park—the giant Ferris wheel. The towering structure, reaching a staggering five hundred meters in height, was one of the tallest in the country.
To put it into perspective, five hundred meters was more than one hundred and fifty stories tall. The Ferris wheel was so colossal that it could be seen from nearly every corner of Jiangbei.
"Wow," Qiu Wanxi gasped as she stared up at the massive wheel. It was so large that it almost seemed like something out of a dream, a symbol of the vast world around her.
Lin Yuan smiled as he pulled her toward the entrance. Together, they boarded one of the cabins, and the ride began. As the wheel slowly ascended, Qiu Wanxi remained seated, but her mind was elsewhere. The view below her was starting to shift, and she could feel the dizzying height, making her stomach churn.
Across from her, Lin Yuan watched her intently, a smile tugging at his lips. Qiu Wanxi was clearly lost in thought, perhaps contemplating the world below or processing the strange new feelings that had arisen within her.
Lin Yuan, of course, was fully aware that Qiu Wanxi had a slight fear of heights, a detail he had picked up on from previous encounters. The space inside the Ferris wheel cabin wasn't exactly spacious, but it wasn't cramped either. Sitting face-to-face, the distance between them was less than an arm's length, close enough that they could almost touch each other's toes.
Suddenly, Qiu Wanxi snapped back to reality and realized that Lin Yuan was gazing at her with an amused smile. Her cheeks flushed instantly, her heart skipping a beat.
But before she could fully process her shyness, she looked outside the window, only to realize that the Ferris wheel had risen higher than she had anticipated.
The people below had shrunk to the size of ants, and the tall buildings appeared like mere toys, so distant and insignificant. The view was breathtaking, but the sensation of soaring so high made her feel lightheaded and uneasy.
She clenched her hands, trying to steady herself, but her legs started to tremble. The higher they went, the more she could feel her palms sweating.
Unable to keep her anxiety in check any longer, she shyly turned to Lin Yuan, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Young… Master, can I… sit beside you?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
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