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Shen Zhiyi was pushed so that she almost leaned on Lu Zichuan's shoulder. She could smell his cool scent mixed with a faint smell of sunshine.

Her heart tightened for a moment for no reason, and she wanted to back away, but Lu Zichuan not only did not dodge, but also turned slightly to the side, his arm loosely wrapped around her side, looking down at her, his voice low and chuckled: "Don't move, listen to the little one."

Shen Zhiyi's heart pounded like a drum, and her face turned as red as the sunset outside the window, yet she inexplicably didn't push him away.

With a "click," Lu Han pressed the shutter.

In the photo, Lu Zichuan and Shen Zhiyi are shoulder to shoulder, both with faint smiles on their faces.

Shen Zhiyi's cheeks were flushed, it was hard to tell whether it was from the sunset or from nervousness.

Two extremely good-looking people, even when casually leaning together, create a scene as beautiful as a movie poster.

Even as the Ferris wheel slowly landed, Lu Han still wouldn't let go of Shen Zhiyi, showing off the photo like it was a treasure: "Aunt Zhiyi, look! You and Uncle are such a perfect match! When are you getting married?"

When Shen Zhiyi saw that photo, her heart pounded like a deer's.

The photos are indeed very good. Please don't take any more next time, and it's best not to say anything either.

She silently repeated it in her heart.

Lu Zichuan approached unnoticed, glanced down at the screen, and said in a low voice, "Send me the photos when you get back."

Lu Han, like a little adult, raised his hand and made an "OK" sign.

The three then went to ride the children's version of the roller coaster, the log flume, and the drop tower... Lu Han was incredibly brave, getting more and more excited as she played. Shen Zhiyi followed behind, but eventually her legs went weak, and she could barely keep up with the little girl's hopping and skipping steps.

Lu Zichuan could tell she was tired, so he quickly stepped forward and picked up Lu Han, who was bouncing around like a chick: "Alright, we've done most of the rides at the amusement park, it's time to go home."

Lu Han blinked her big eyes, clearly not having had enough fun yet.

But she wasn't an unreasonable child. Just as she was about to obediently nod, her eyes suddenly lit up when she caught sight of a haunted house with a skull sign in the distance. "Uncle, I want to play that one! The last one, okay? I promise I'll come right away!"

She clasped her hands together, as if she wanted to raise three fingers to swear an oath.

Lu Zichuan subconsciously turned to look at Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi followed her gaze and froze instantly when she saw the two large, blood-red characters for "haunted house".

It's not that she doesn't want to accompany them, but that she's genuinely afraid of these things.

Even though she works in film editing and behind-the-scenes work, and knows that these are all artificial props and sound effects, she still can't help but feel afraid.

Those in the industry know that Shen Zhiyi can take on any type of film, except for horror films.

She hesitated for a few seconds, opened her mouth, but didn't know how to start speaking.

It's really embarrassing for an adult to back out at the entrance of a haunted house.

Just as she hesitated, Lu Han excitedly grabbed her hand and ran towards the entrance of the haunted house, more enthusiastic than when playing any other ride.

Upon reaching the entrance, a chilling wind and eerie background noise wafted out, causing Shen Zhiyi to unconsciously tighten her grip on the bag strap and slow her pace.

Just then, a pair of warm, dry hands suddenly covered hers and held her firmly in their hands.

Shen Zhiyi glanced sideways; Lu Zichuan stared straight ahead, his profile appearing particularly deep in the dim light, his voice low and resolute:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The interior of the haunted house was even darker than I had imagined, with only a few pale green wall lamps flickering on and off. Coupled with the shrill laughter and mournful screams that rose and fell all around, the air was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Lu Zichuan walked on the outermost side, protecting Shen Zhiyi on the inner side, while Lu Han was led by him to walk between the two.

The little girl was initially excited, looking around curiously, but after a few steps, she suddenly heard the sound of fingernails scraping a blackboard overhead. She shrank back, her voice lowering, "Uncle, it's so dark here!"

Shen Zhiyi felt even worse.

She gripped Lu Zichuan's hand tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Even though she knew it was fake, her heart would still clench tightly whenever a disheveled ghost suddenly popped out from the corner.

As we walked down a narrow corridor, all the light bulbs above our heads suddenly went out, plunging us into complete darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a cold hand suddenly reached out from the crack in the wall and grabbed straight at Shen Zhiyi!

"what!"

Shen Zhiyi felt a chill run down her spine; fear instantly overwhelmed her reason.

Almost instinctively, she lunged forward, burying herself in Lu Zichuan's arms, clutching his shirt tightly with both hands, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"It's okay, it's fake."

Lu Zichuan immediately wrapped his free hand around her back, his warm palm gently stroking her trembling back.

Shen Zhiyi didn't dare to look up at all, and just buried her face even deeper into his chest.

But just as she slightly turned her head to adjust her posture, her lips inadvertently brushed against his chin, and then... gently touched the corner of his lips.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Shen Zhiyi froze.

She could clearly feel the temperature of his lips, slightly cool with a faint minty scent, a stark contrast to her own lips, which were burning from nervousness.

Lu Zichuan also paused.

He lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms. Her eyelashes trembled violently, her cheeks were burning hot, and even her earlobes were bright red.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and the arms around her back tightened unconsciously. His voice grew a little hoarse: "Zhizhi..."

The call was extremely soft, yet it brushed against Shen Zhiyi's heart like a feather.

"Uncle? Aunt Zhizhi? Why aren't you leaving?"

Lu Han's voice came from ahead. The little girl had already reached the corner and was shining her phone's flashlight back at him.

The moment the beam of light swept over, Shen Zhiyi jerked away from his embrace as if burned, taking half a step back. Her face was flushed red, almost dripping blood, and her eyes darted away, not daring to look at him: "I...I'm fine, let's go."

Looking at her flustered appearance, Lu Zichuan had a smile in his eyes. He didn't expose her, but simply took her hand again and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips.

"Okay, let's go."

This time, he held her hand even tighter, his fingers slightly interlocking with hers.

Shen Zhiyi did not break free.

The eerie terror of the haunted house seemed to vanish in an instant; all she could hear was the deafening sound of her own heartbeat.

It’s over.

She thought to herself silently.

It seems she... has fallen for Lu Zichuan...

But is this reasonable?

Shen Zhiyi didn't know; all she knew was that she, a woman with a previous marriage, was not good enough for him.

Moreover, even if she had never been married before, given her circumstances, she was still a far cry from being a good match for him.

There's no possibility between her and him...