The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Nancheng Amusement Park covers an area of ​​approximately 30 square meters and contains nearly forty amusement rides of various sizes.

As soon as you enter the gate, the music on both sides of the road is mixed with the voices of people talking and laughing, as well as the sounds of large facilities operating, making it a bit noisy.

As soon as they entered the gate, Ye Shu was caught off guard and turned around to find that Tang Xiaotao had magically produced quite a few things in her hands.

The little girl, with a sausage in her left hand and a crepe in her right, her cheeks bulging from eating, looked blissfully happy, and still managed to ask:

"Brother, sister-in-law, do you want some? This grilled sausage is delicious!"

Ye Shu grinned, about to ask her traitorous sister why she betrayed her childhood shame, but then swallowed the words back down her throat.

Looking at Tang Xiaotao's somewhat carefree attitude, Ye Shu sighed silently in his heart.

Forget it, why bother arguing with my silly little sister? As long as she's happy. At this moment, he wanted to dedicate a song to himself, so he played "Too Softhearted."

Xia Qing also saw Tang Xiaotao's cleanup efforts, and she smiled as she reminded her:

"Xiao Tao, I advise you to eat less. If we go to do some thrilling activities later, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaotao seemed to choke, or something was wrong. She patted her chest, with cream still smeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's alright, sister-in-law, don't worry! I used to go to amusement parks with my classmates, and I rode roller coasters and pendulum rides without any reaction!"

After saying that, he took another big bite of the grilled sausage, proving with his actions that he was not afraid at all.

Xia Qing smiled and didn't say anything more. She turned her head and tightened her grip on Ye Shu's arm.

She had been making this gesture ever since she started queuing at the door; it was unclear who she was asserting her dominance over.

She glanced at Ye Shu, whose expression was somewhat subtle and who wasn't particularly interested, and raised her chin:

"Is it really necessary? Are we Iron Crotch Heroes really that petty? Getting angry over this?"

She deliberately brought up that nickname again to provoke Ye Shu.

Ye Shu smacked his lips twice and answered honestly:

"No, I'm not angry. What's there to be angry about?"

"You're not angry, that's why you're making that face?"

Xia Qing clearly didn't believe it. She leaned closer, reached out, and hooked Ye Shu's chin with her finger, just like in those TV dramas where someone flirts with a respectable woman:

"Come on, little brother, give your sister a smile. If you smile really well, your sister will give you a reward."

Ye Shu was so annoyed by her that he forced a dry smile.

Xia Qing stared at him for two seconds, then clicked her tongue, clearly dissatisfied with his businesslike smile.

She pulled her arm away from Ye Shu's and put her arm around his shoulder. Because of their height difference, Ye Shu had to bend down slightly to match her height.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in a very good mood. What's bothering you? Tell me, and I'll take care of it for you."

As Xia Qing spoke, she scratched Ye Shu's chin with her other hand, just like teasing a cat.

Ye Shu felt a little itchy from her tickling and shook her head:

"I'm not really upset, it's just that there's nothing here that really excites me. The lines are long, the food is expensive, and it makes me dizzy."

Ye Shu recalled her experience of coming here with her friends during college. Back then, they were all broke and felt that buying a pass was not worthwhile, so each of them picked a few rides that they wanted to play and were interested in.

Ye Shu felt that riding roller coasters was just a waste of money and a way to suffer, so he drove two laps of go-karting and then it was over.

"Oh?"

Xia Qing raised an eyebrow, as if she had heard something interesting, and tightened her grip on his shoulder, making Ye Shu bend over even more.

"Young man, you've got quite the nerve. Think you're bored? Finding it uninteresting? Well, I'll take care of anyone who dares to challenge me!"

As she spoke, she wrapped her arm around Ye Shu's neck and walked forward. With that step, she effectively locked Ye Shu's throat.

"Come on! I'll show you what real excitement is today!"

Xia Qing walked forward, not allowing anyone to turn back, and said to Tang Xiaotao, who was trying to finish her crepes while glancing at the hot dog stand next to her:

"Xiao Tao, stop looking now. I'll buy it for you when we get back. I'll take you to do something exciting first! I'll show you what your brother is like later!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaotao quickly stuffed the remaining crepe into her mouth, wiped her hands, and looked on with an expression that suggested she was enjoying the spectacle even more.

"Here he comes! Go for it, bro! I believe in you!"

Ye Shu walked forward with a bent back, muttering something:

"You just want to see a good show, don't you!"

Ye Shu was being led forward by Xia Qing. Not far away, screams of excitement echoed from the roller coaster, mixed with the rumbling of the roller coaster, making one's adrenaline surge.

He'd never been this way before, but seeing it up close does seem a bit exciting...

Ye Shu unconsciously swallowed, then glanced at Xia Qing's lecturing gaze and his sister's gloating expression that seemed to say, "Good luck, brother..."

He suddenly wanted to go back to the moment when he slapped himself twice across the face and yelled, "Serves you right for pretending to be so profound!"

Xia Qing seemed quite pleased with his current expression, and leaned close to his ear, almost like she was trying to goad him:

"Scared? Beg for mercy now, and if you scream nicely, I might consider letting you go, Iron Crotch Hero."

Xia Qing used a "reverse psychology" tactic on Ye Shu, and it worked exceptionally well.

Ye Shu's competitive spirit was instantly ignited by what he was said. He stiffened his neck and retorted defiantly:

"Who's afraid?! Let's play!"

"That's backbone!"

Xia Qing patted him on the back, her smile widening, and whispered in his ear:

"Don't cry later."

When Ye Shu arrived at the waiting area, his musical talent had already awakened; he was now a renowned retreat drumming artist.

It's not too late to leave now...

The idea had crossed his mind more than once, but every time he turned around, wanting to say to Xia Qing, "How about we change to something a little gentler?", he would meet Xia Qing's defiant eyes after she took off her sunglasses, and the words he was about to say would be swallowed back down.

A man's pride begins to burn fiercely, especially in front of a woman he likes who also holds leverage over him.

He took a deep breath and encouraged himself:

"Ye Shu! You're a man! You can't back down! You can't let her look down on you! You have to win back your pride today! A mere roller coaster, take it! You have to take it!!!"

But when he actually followed the line to the boarding area, Ye Shu's carefully constructed mental preparation instantly collapsed.

The roller coaster had two seats, and Xia Qing pulled Ye Shu straight to the first row, the best spot for the view. Tang Xiaotao, quite tactfully, sat in the row behind them, looking on with excited anticipation.

As the safety bar dropped, Ye Shu gripped the handrail in front of him tightly with both hands.

Xia Qing sat next to him, glancing sideways at Ye Shu, whose lips seemed pale, a slightly wicked smile playing on her lips:

"It's not too late to beg for mercy now. If you say something nice, I might consider taking you to ride the carousel."

These words sounded like they were being coaxed into a child, but to Ye Shu, they were a provocation!

"Need not!"

Ye Shu squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, trying to calm her racing heart with deep breaths, but it was no use.

The roller coaster slowly started moving and began climbing the hill.

Ye Shu's breathing became faster and faster, and his chest felt a little tight. This was the first time he had ever sat on this thing, and his hands began to tremble.

Xia Qing didn't find it scary at all; instead, she found it interesting. She asked Ye Shu:

"How's it going, little brother? Feeling good, huh? The view is amazing."

"Don't talk to me!!!"

Ye Shu's shout was choked with sobs; he had no time to appreciate the scenery now, he was filled with deep regret.

Why be so stubborn? Why come up here? What about a man's pride? What's so unacceptable about being looked down upon? To hell with it all!

All he wants now is to jump! Immediately! Right now! If given the chance, he will jump without hesitation.

Unfortunately, there's no turning back now; it's too late to say anything.

The roller coaster reached its highest point and stopped. With it, Ye Shu's breathing and heartbeat also ceased.

He looked at the almost 90-degree downhill slope ahead and felt a wave of dizziness. He closed his eyes, but opened them again the next second because closing them seemed even more frightening.

Under extreme fear, shame became irrelevant. Ye Shu loosened his grip on the armrest with his right hand, made a grabbing motion in the air, and then seized Xia Qing's hand.

Xia Qing was slightly taken aback and looked at their clasped hands.

Ye Shu's hands were very large, almost enveloping hers, and he squeezed them so hard it hurt a little.

She looked up at Ye Shu and saw that his face was pale, his eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

Pathetic, laughable, and somewhat cute.

The hint of provocation in Xia Qing's eyes quietly transformed into a gentleness that she herself didn't even realize.

She didn't shake off his hand, nor did she continue to provoke him. Instead, she twisted her wrist, taking the initiative and grasping Ye Shu's trembling hand. Their fingers intertwined, their ten fingers tightly clasped.

The next second, the roller coaster started again, plunging down from its highest point, and Ye Shu felt as if his brain was about to be thrown out.

"Aa ...

A scream that sounded like someone had been stabbed eighteen times came out of Ye Shu's mouth, instantly drowning out the screams that also came from the back row, but none of them seemed as sincere as his.

The wind whistled past my ears, and the scenery before my eyes distorted and spun around me.

Ye Shu had long forgotten about his image and his pride; the only thing he hadn't forgotten was his right hand, which he held tightly to Xia Qing's hand from beginning to end.