Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 378 - 258: It’s agreed, no change (2nd update 1)
Under the Ferris wheel, Tang Yanqing and Guan Liang were also looking up, gazing at the cabin in midair.
Guan Liang couldn’t help but cough.
Tang Yanqing turned to stare at him, understanding he had something he wanted to blurt out but couldn’t quite bring himself to say. Words can be held back, but breath cannot be stopped, so in a rush, it surged through his throat unexpectedly, causing him to choke.
Tang Yanqing sighed: "Just say what you want to say."
Guan Liang pressed his throat, quietly staring at Tang Yanqing.
"I mean, we’re in midair in a small cabin for two. The entire rotation of the Ferris wheel takes at least half an hour... so, in this half an hour, things might get a bit unpredictable."
Tang Yanqing glanced at him: "I know."
Guan Liang dared not say more, lowering his head, he slowly asked: "I’m curious, Mr. Tang, how did you know Shi Nian was coming to the carnival tonight?"
Tang Yanqing tilted her head to look at him: "Do you remember when I asked you to hack into an app’s server and modify the program in their server records?"
Speaking of something in Guan Liang’s "professional" field, he stood up straight, raising his chin proudly, transforming from a little brother to a big brother.
"Talk, of course, I remember. They originally had a ’self-talk’ bug, but you asked me to modify the record program so only the user’s own module would record the self-talk content, making it inaccessible from the company’s root directory."
Tang Yanqing nodded with a smile: "That’s the Talk."
Though Tang Yanqing’s words were vague, leaving Guan Liang confused, she refused to explain further.
Tang Yanqing raised her eyes to the midair, recalling her afternoon "self-talk" with Shi Nian on Talk. He liked the term "self-talk" because he and she were like one person, so it was naturally self-talk.
At that delicate moment of Lingxi, he told her "I miss you," and she copied it back as well.
He originally just hoped those two words would be seen by her, not daring to even wish she would copy them back to him. When he saw her send the same two words back, he stupidly bit his finger, standing in the biting cold wind, forgetting he was wearing only thin clothing.
Soon after, she changed the Talk avatar. It was a Ferris wheel under the glimmer of glass lamps.
Any action taken by a person in a special state of mind is never random—it always reflects their psychological activity. As a behavior analysis expert, he immediately understood her deep meaning.
Retroactively deducing her motive for wanting to go to the amusement park, it wasn’t difficult to associate it with Huangfu Huazhang and his childhood missing the usual experiences.
He remained silent.
He understood her heart.
.
In midair, Huangfu Huazhang finally reached out, holding Shi Nian’s hand.
Shi Nian’s body stiffened slightly.
Being such a sensitive person, his fingertips first grew cold.
Perhaps everything would collapse in an instant; she would shy away, and all the earthly splendor he looked down upon from such a height would be mere illusion.
The chill of his fingertips extended to her hand. Shi Nian inhaled deeply but didn’t pull away.
She turned back to look, her smile blooming like a flower.
"What’s wrong, sir, are you scared?"
The winter night breeze surged in, swaying the cabin slightly in the air.
He then laughed, turning his head to tightly gaze at her: "Yes, I’m scared."
Afraid... she would pull her hand away;
Afraid... tonight’s happiness would be nothing but an illusion.
Afraid... his only hope for warmth in this world would ultimately prove to be a mistake.
Shi Nian lowered her head, smiling: "Sir, again humble, it’s my fault to pose such a question. How could I forget that Sister Yan Sheng once mentioned that, in those war-torn countries and regions of South Asia, you once saved her with a helicopter, personally lifting her into the aircraft at the most critical moment with a sling... how could the height and swaying of that time compare with this small Ferris wheel now. I naively thought you were scared, really deserved to be scolded."
"Ha..." he laughed joyfully: "They are two different things, incomparable. Besides, Yan Sheng was just a friend, but you..."
He took a deep breath, holding her little hand tightly. All the surrounding lights floated up, gathering around the cabin, glowing brilliantly like a dream.
"You are the only person I have been waiting for in my life."
Shi Nian didn’t dodge this time. Instead, she lifted her gaze to meet his eyes earnestly, nodding and smiling: "Sir... I seem to have always forgotten to say thank you to you. Although once it was a burden for me, feeling like you’re such a mighty person, and waiting for you felt like an enormous pressure I couldn’t bear; but now, it seems I can carry it."
Huangfu Huazhang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shi Nian turned her eyes to look at the dazzling sea of lights: "It is an honor to have appeared in your life in such a way back then, and even more honored to have left you with such beautiful memories." She turned back, her smile illuminated by the lights: "I hope you can always remember that light and beauty."
In anyone’s heart, light and darkness coexist. Since she once played the role of his sole light and beauty in his life, she couldn’t let go of his hand, lest he fall back into an unending, everlasting darkness.
No one can foresee the ways of fate, but since she and he had met like that once, she felt she should continue to play her seemingly fated role.
Huangfu Huazhang raised his eyebrows, gazing fixedly at her, slowly smiling: "I will. Silly girl, do you think I would forget you? In this lifetime, I never will."
In times of despair and darkness, as long as he closed his eyes, he would see her pure and transparent smile, that glimmer of light completely dispelling the surrounding darkness, rekindling his hope.
And for someone who had been in darkness for too long, all his soul ever sought and followed was that ray of light, wanting to go towards her, to stand by her side.
"Alright." Shi Nian used some force and tightly held his hand back.
Her nimble fingers bent and turned in his palm, linking their little fingers together.
She compliantly smiled and lifted their hands high before her eyes: "With a pinky promise, one hundred years without changing."
He also smiled, deliberately not distinguishing the meaning of her words, only fixating on their entwined little fingers.
There was a legend that the Old Man of the Moon tied red strings to connect three lifetimes of fate. That red string, too, was tied around the little fingers of a man and a woman.
He nodded with a smile: "Alright, unchanged."
After lowering their fingers, she bravely lifted her head to meet his gaze, but ultimately felt a bit awkward, unsure how to proceed.
He felt a pang in his heart: how could she seem like a woman married for four years? Her approach to affection is evidently still so inexperienced.
It could be seen that in those four years, she had never truly tasted the joy of love.
He reached out to embrace her.
She finally seemed surprised, blocking her arm between them, exclaiming softly: "Sir!"
He took a deep breath, holding her close, whispering softly by her ear: "Don’t be afraid... I promised, I won’t hurt you."
Though his heart had long been turbulent, though... he truly wanted to possess her, but when he embraced her into his arms, it was only — lifting her chin with his hands, imprinting his lips — not on her trembling lips due to fear, but on her forehead.
At this moment, heaven and earth and time halted. Shi Nian felt her heartbeat and breathing stop.
In her concern, her heart couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
It turns out he hadn’t...
Soon her senses returned, Shi Nian realized that the "stop" in time and space wasn’t an illusion; it was real!
The Ferris wheel, which had been slowly rotating, was now motionless, suspended in mid-air!
They were still fine, but in the cabins with those kids only about ten years old, panicked screams had already erupted.
Shi Nian raised her head to look at Huangfu Huazhang.
He merely raised his eyebrows indifferently, smiling gently: "Perhaps even heaven wants us to have a little more time alone."
Immediately, a loud voice through the loudspeakers came from the ground: "Due to a system malfunction, the Ferris wheel has stopped. However, please do not panic — our staff is working on repairs. Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
That voice...
Shi Nian couldn’t help but look downward.
On the ground, Guan Liang naturally heard it too, widening eyes at Tang Yanqing: "I was wondering why the Emperor vanished just as we reached the entrance, and it’s just me and Mr. Tang playing clown today. Turns out, the Emperor had already snuck into the Ferris wheel’s control room?"
Tang Yanqing continued to gaze fixedly at the large disk motionless in the sky, a slight curve on the corner of his lips.
"Tonight, we planned an ambush, but do you think my cousin would just be a sitting duck and not plan an ambush as well? He always hopes the dream could last longer, that he could spend more time with Shi Nian... Naturally, I have to guard against this trick of his."
Guan Liang was also surprised: "Mr. Tang, are you suggesting that the sudden stop in the Ferris wheel is Huangfu Huazhang’s doing?"
Tang Yanqing raised a finger towards the sky: "Otherwise, how would it be so coincidental that it stops exactly when their cabin reaches the highest point, with the best view? It must have been calculated."
Then he smugly grinned at Guan Liang: "He may destroy, but can’t I repair? The way of a foot high, the demon is ten feet high, he regards himself as a demon, yet treats me as an immobile wooden path? Unfortunately, I, Tang Yanqing, never play by the rules — I’m a rogue.
