Where Are You Going? (1)

The Horror Valley turned out to be a circular structure with narrow passageways that slowly wind out in a half-circle so that the visitors were close to the entrance when they came out of the attraction.

It seemed like everyone was queuing up to get their phones. When Fang Li finished, he turned his head and saw the two bosses coming out of the exit one right after the other.

The sunlight was bright and dazzling, and the two beautiful youths stood tall. Their eyes seemed to be glowing out of their sockets.

Fang Li caught a glimpse of their hands. They were held together and only silently parted as they were walking out the door.

Fang Li’s face reddened quietly and he wanted to pretend he couldn’t see them, but when he looked more closely… he couldn’t pretend any longer.

What had just happened? The two bosses had blood on their faces and corners of their mouths as if they had just crawled out of a pile of zombies.

He silently waved his hand at that side. When he saw Ruan Qingmu look up at him, he quickly pointed his finger at his mouth and pointed at the two men.

Qin Yuan and Ruan Qingmu looked at each other, both blushing slightly.

Qin Yuan took out the tissue he had on him and casually wiped the fake blood off Ruan Qingmu’s face while Ruan Qingmu smiled and took one too, helping him wipe it off carefully.

The kiss inside was not long, but it was intense and passionate. At first, it was Ruan Qingmu who was frantic and reckless, but soon the one being kissed seemed to be touched by something and pushed Ruan Qingmu against the wall behind him, kissing him back soundlessly.

It was a blazing sun outside, but just inside the door, it was a secret, pleasurable and agonizing taboo.

The two men’s cheeks were a mess and their lips were an even bigger mess.

The two wiped each other lips as if no one was watching and Fang Li was in a bit of a trance again: Uh, maybe Ruan-ge and class monitor Qin just got fake blood sprayed on their faces simultaneously?

Ahhh… Impossible. It was even more obvious when Ruan-ge’s mouth was wiped clean. It was obviously swollen!

As he was dwelling on it, a quiet sigh sounded out right beside him. At some point, Bai Jing had also turned his head back and stared over there, seeing Ruan Qingmu’s lips and looking at Qin Yuan next to him with a complicated expression on his face.

Damn. It was hard to see how fierce the iceberg top student was.

Ruan Qingmu looked at the two people, not knowing what to expect, assumed that he was still not wiped clean and stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

Bai Jing looked at his slightly red cheeks, watery, lazy, and lustful eyes, and then at the tongue that flickered and retracted. Suddenly, he covered his face, turned his head, and rushed into the crowd in the front.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! With their Ruan-ge looking like this, not to say that Boss Qin couldn’t bear it, no one could fucking bear it!

Ruan Qingmu looked at Bai Jing’s back inexplicably and asked Fang Li, “Has he just seen a ghost?”

Even Fang Li’s face was red. He was too embarrassed to point it out, so he also hurriedly walked back to Fu Song Hua and never looked back.

The corners of Qin Yuan’s eyes were slightly bloodshot. After a glance at Ruan Qingmu, he suddenly stopped and bought a cup of iced fruit tea from the cold drink stall next to him, rushing to the clerk and saying, “Add more ice.”

Ruan Qingmu took it inexplicably. “Mm?”

He wasn’t even thirsty, so why did he suddenly buy this?

Qin Yuan wordlessly took a picture of his face with his cell phone and handed it to him.

Ruan Qingmu looked at his lips in the photo. “…”

His face burned with fire as he desperately tried to apply a cold compress to his mouth with the cold cup.

Fuck. No wonder his mouth was vaguely sore. It was almost as red and slightly watery as if he had been poisoned with smiling half-step epilepsy*.

*T/N: Smiling half-step epilepsy: a Taiwanese drug name.

Strange. How come Qin Yuan wasn’t like this? The thin, well-defined, and stern lips were still the same, even though he had obviously nibbled so hard.

The technique was probably still wrong. From now on, it wouldn’t be good to kiss so hard and messily, but to suck and suction just like this guy!

***

In the front, Fu Song Hua’s voice had regained its full vitality. “Truthfully speaking, it was a simple plot. I thought that the ghost was rather boring.”

Huang Ya sneered, grabbed Fang Li’s arm, and held it alongside his own, holding it up in front of Fu Songhua. “There are two people pinched by the ghost here.”

Both their arms were covered with red nail marks while Fang Li’s skin was white, and the red and blue color was more obvious, but the bruises on Huang Ya’s dark skin were more prominent and looked shocking.

Fu Songhua’s face was red and he grabbed Fang Li’s hand. “Ahh, does it hurt? I didn’t do it on purpose…”

Fang Li hadn’t even said anything, but Huang Ya was already at the end of his patience and pounced on him. “Don’t stop me. I will risk my life with this scumbag! Damn it! Who isn’t a delicate cutie? I’m already bleeding!”

As everyone jostled around, Ruan Qingmu and Qin Yuan slowed down their steps, lagging behind.

“Sweet,” Qin Yuan suddenly said softly.

Ruan Qingmu rolled the iced drink cup around his mouth, his face burning up again, and his voice slurred. “Shut up.”

Got it. Got it. The honey plasma was sweet and so was the kiss!

Qin Yuan laughed softly. “What do you want to do next?”

Ruan Qingmu said vaguely, “Whatever.”

Playing anything was fun. As long as it was with this man, anywhere was fun. It would be even more fun if there were dark places like this.

The large group in front of them stopped. Fu Songhua played rock-paper-scissors with someone, then let out a loud, triumphant laugh. “I won. Listen to me. We’ll ride the go-karts next! The roller coaster isn’t any damn fun. Won’t go on that.”

The boys and girls surrounding him grumbled. “No. Only kids go on go-karts! Why don’t you play on the carousel?”

The roller coaster was an iconic ride after all. After a lot of drama, everyone decided to go on it.

Fang Li was really afraid of heights, so Fu Songhua didn’t go up. When Ruan Qingmu and the gang came down from the top, Fang Li and Fu Songhua sat on a small stool next to each other. One of them held an ice cream, quietly talking about something, with Fu Songhua suddenly letting out a stifled laugh.