Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 377 - 257: Riding a White Horse to Become a Prince, Dismounting to Become a Clown (Part 2/2)
The world on the carousel is spinning, making it equally difficult to see the faces of people outside the carousel.
Behind the crowd of laughing, photo-taking spectators, two clowns stood resting at the side.
The one with red hair is the one who gave a red rose to Shi Nian, while the blue-haired one is his assistant.
The red-haired clown seemed to be resting, but his eyes were still fixed intently on the spinning carousel, staring at Shi Nian inside the pumpkin carriage.
But the carousel spins, and the pumpkin carriage only appears in view for a moment before disappearing to the back. So even staring so intently, all he can see is half of the process. The blue-haired one glances sideways, fully understanding his partner’s feelings, and can’t help but mutter, "Don’t worry, it’s just a blink away, you can’t hug or kiss either."
It would’ve been better if he hadn’t said anything, but saying it completely stirred the hornet’s nest.
The red-haired one turned his head, his gaze cold enough to freeze someone.
The blue-haired one had to surrender: "Sorry Mr. Tang... I promise from now on, I’ll seal my mouth with tape and not speak."
The red-haired one is Tang Yanqing, and the blue-haired one is Guan Liang.
Tang Yanqing said nothing, walking directly to the props bag to rummage through it, finding a green wig, he turned around and took off the blue wig originally on Guan Liang’s head, putting the green one on him instead.
Such a temper!
Guan Liang didn’t dare to explode in silence, so he continued in silence...
After putting the green hat on Guan Liang, Tang Yanqing let out a chuckle.
Seeing Tang Yanqing in a better mood finally, Guan Liang couldn’t help but ask, "Since you’re worried about Shi Nian, why not use one of the large mascots to cover your identity instead of dressing as a clown?"
Tang Yanqing chuckled softly, "Precisely because there are so many large mascots in this carnival, making it overwhelming, I can’t guarantee she’ll look at anyone or not. But as long as we dress as clowns, she’ll definitely take an extra look."
Guan Liang could only raise an eyebrow, secretly smiling: so jealous, even fighting for an extra glance.
"So, Mr. Tang gave a red rose to express love?" Guan Liang rested his fists under his chin, blinking cutely.
Tang Yanqing raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "Mascot, congratulations on getting it right."
As they spoke, the carousel spun back into view.
Guan Liang accompanied Tang Yanqing, staring at that pumpkin carriage.
Shi Nian was sure to be unaware they were beside her, so she seemed lost in thought, staring at Huangfu Huazhang’s profile. Although appearing to be in thought, that fleeting glance seemed like she was gazing infatuatedly at him...
Guan Liang quickly wanted to find something to change the subject.
Unexpectedly, Tang Yanqing smiled and gently shook his head.
Guan Liang was a bit startled, hastily asking, "Mr. Tang—is this ’smiling with anger’ according to behavior analysis?"
Tang Yanqing rolled his eyes at him: "From a Zen perspective, it’s called: smile as you open your mouth, laugh at the laughable things in the world."
Guan Liang opened his mouth, looking around: "What’s laughable?"
Tang Yanqing squinted his eyes: "... She doesn’t like sitting in the carriage. If it were me, I’d take her on that white horse next to it. Embracing the wind, basking in the light."
She was never Cinderella, sitting in the pumpkin carriage, waiting to change her fate for a prince; she herself is the prince, bravely charging forward on a white horse. She will wield her sword of wisdom to clear the fog blocking the way and strike down the culprits.
Guan Liang turned to look at Tang Yanqing. The night was like gauze, light and shadow intermingling, and Tang Yanqing’s face was further obscured by greasepaint, hiding his true appearance—yet even now, he seemed so charming.
Tang Yanqing turned his head to look over, giving Guan Liang a kick: "Bro, I’m straight, stop fooling around."
Guan Liang quickly spat twice on the ground: "I’m straight too, no fooling around."
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Riding the carousel, the scenery rotating with the lights is beautiful, but time is limited. With a sudden stop, the dream reaches its end.
Everyone on the carousel, adults or children, felt a bit lost. When leaving the carousel, they couldn’t help but sigh lightly.
Shi Nian smiled, raising her hand to point at the Ferris wheel overhead, also lit with colored lights, slowly rotating in the night sky: "There’s something bigger, sir, let’s go."
The dream time created by the Ferris wheel naturally lasts longer than the carousel, and the view from the Ferris wheel is also more expansive than the carousel.
The two of them stood high and looked down at the city beneath the night sky.
In the distance, the ocean shimmered under the moonlight, reflecting inside the gondola, lighting up their faces alongside the colorful lights of the Ferris wheel itself.
The colors chosen for the Ferris wheel’s lights were bright and vibrant, yet the moonlit reflection from the ocean was silver-white. These contrasting hues intertwined and illuminated their faces.
Shi Nian silently gazed at the side profile of Huangfu Huazhang.
As the lights and shadows shifted, his face displayed various expressions—although his own demeanor never changed; he maintained a calm smile.
Shi Nian found herself lost in thought: between brightness and darkness, which one suits him better? And which has he chosen?
At least this lofty posture suits him better. High up in the air, looking down at the world matches his carefree demeanor, more so than being cramped inside the pumpkin carriage.
"Have you seen enough?"
He turned his gaze towards her, with mesmerizing light in his eyes: "If not, then pretend I still don’t know; you can keep watching to your heart’s content."
Shi Nian flushed, quickly turned her head away, and chuckled, "I was observing whether Mr. Tang has adapted to the carnival atmosphere. From the carousel to the Ferris wheel, Mr. Tang has become much more at ease. It seems he will soon effortlessly handle these amusement rides."
He liked the confidence in her tone towards him, and thus he turned to gaze at her intently.
"And what about you? Or rather, why do you women all love these spinning games? Whether it’s the carousel or the Ferris wheel, in essence, they’re just large circles, with people revolving around the center."
Shi Nian chuckled, "Is Mr. Tang looking down on us women, thinking the games we play are too simple?"
She crossed her arms, slightly pursed her lips, "Though Mr. Tang may be mistaken! Even though the carousel and Ferris wheel are circular movements and seem simple, they represent an eternal and irrefutable truth of the universe, don’t they?"
"Haha!" Her quick wit caught him off guard, causing him to laugh heartily in mid-air.
He once again fixed his gaze on her, and the brilliance in his eyes grew even stronger.
"You’re right; the motions of celestial bodies follow such circular paths. Because of this, stars do not wander aimlessly in the universe; this cosmic order persists."
"See, us women are remarkable, even playing at a carnival, we follow the great laws of the universe." Shi Nian smiled mischievously, like a playful cat.
Huangfu Huazhang realized his heartbeat was once again out of rhythm.
From entering the carnival gates to riding the carousel, to being elevated by the Ferris wheel... he always wanted to hold her hand.
Though he had held her hand before, it was often instinctively or when she was startled, but this time it felt different.
This was their first solo date, and he longed to hold her hand, stand high among the clouds with her, overlooking the mortal world below.
Perhaps because he valued this moment, he felt even more anxious, his palms unconsciously sweating, hesitating about when to reach out.
His brief silence caused Shi Nian to momentarily lose herself in thought as well.
In truth, those universal laws mentioned earlier do not truly represent the hearts of women. Huangfu Huazhang’s question was well-placed. Based on preference choices, using behavior analysis theory, one could potentially reverse deduce the common longing in women’s minds.
Whether it’s the carousel or the Ferris wheel, these seemingly simple circular movements may actually reflect a shared wish in women’s hearts.
—From the starting point to the endpoint, and back to the starting point again.
A dance upon meeting, releasing someone’s hand, going through trials in between, yet ultimately returning to the side of that person, reholding the hand that had been waiting all along.
—All deep feelings, though scattered and wandering, could end well.
Shi Nian lowered her head and smiled silently.
When the clown handed the red rose into her palm, the focus was not the red rose itself. Just like all magicians perform sleights of hand, the clown offered the red rose, drawing everyone’s attention; but in reality, what he truly gifted was—the light scratch of a nail in her palm.
It didn’t hurt, but it tickled her to her core.
Making her still feel entranced even now.
So even standing alone with Huangfu Huazhang in mid-air with no escape, she no longer felt afraid. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
She even believed that if she were to escape now by jumping down from this height, there would surely be someone waiting to catch her below, ensuring no harm would come to her.
