After Running Away From Her Wedding, The Tsundere Young Lady Went Crazy - Chapter 11

Not Disliking It

“What’s that sound? Is she hitting you?” Ye Qingyu’s voice was incredibly anxious, as if she wanted to crawl right through the phone.

“No, no,” Ji Songshu hurriedly clarified. “I have something very important to do right now. Let’s talk later over coffee.”

After hanging up, Ji Songshu’s gaze was firm and resolute; she felt a clarity she had never experienced before.

So what if Shang Keyu didn’t treat this as a date?

A date wasn’t the only way to make someone fall in love.

She was facing an opponent who seemed invincible. Therefore, she would become the most sophisticated emotional swindler in the world.

The immediate priority was to ensure today didn’t end on such a miserable note; a bad beginning could block all future paths. Ji Songshu plotted in her heart—she had to go back and find Shang Keyu. But how could she do it without appearing too intentional?

After a moment of thought, she decided to call and say she was lost.

She looked up and glanced around; she truly didn’t recognize this road. How could anyone recognize a highway?

Before she could dial the number, a beam of light illuminated the road ahead of her from behind.

A car had caught up from behind and was following her at a slow pace.

Ji Songshu turned her head and was caught off guard by the high beams, which blinded her. She could only vaguely see a massive head that looked beyond human. That head protruded from the roof of the car, and there were strange protrusions on top of it.

The car lights switched to low beams, no longer dazzling, but Ji Songshu didn’t dare look back again.

She searched her memory over and over: what on earth was that thing? A monster? An alien?

The more she thought, the more terrified she became, and the more surreal it felt. Worried that she might end up missing in the middle of a crop circle by tomorrow, she instinctively quickened her pace.

Seeing her speed up, the car also accelerated, following her unhurriedly and always maintaining a distance of just a few steps.

In a panic, Ji Songshu picked up her phone to call Shang Keyu. Her hands were trembling, and she pressed the wrong buttons several times in a row.

The call connected instantly. She lowered her voice and said quickly, “Something strange is chasing me, it looks like a big-headed ghost. Can you come help me?”

“Say that again!” Shang Keyu almost shouted the words.

Ji Songshu realized with a shock that the voice had come from behind her. She stood bolt upright and turned around in astonishment.

Shang Keyu angrily pulled off a Toast Cat plush headgear. She was drenched in sweat, and her body was encased in a thick, short-limbed mascot suit that almost stuffed the entire driver’s seat full. It was a mystery how she had managed to reach the steering wheel through that thick costume.

Shang Keyu: “Can’t you recognize me even once?!”

Ji Songshu was stunned for a moment. She felt a bit helpless; her lofty ambitions from moments ago crumbled piece by piece in the face of this bizarre-looking Shang Keyu.

“Why are you dressed like that?”

Shang Keyu’s voice was dry: “How should I know?”

“Then, did you come to find me?”

“No, the big-headed ghost came to find you.”

“I’m sorry, my eyesight isn’t very good,” Ji Songshu apologized, pressing her palms together.

Shang Keyu’s expression softened slightly as she said, “I came to ask you—your Ferris wheel voucher hasn’t been used yet. Are you sure you want to waste this last chance?”

“But, the park should be closed by this time.”

“Look up.”

Ji Songshu lifted her head, and the sight before her made her catch her breath.

Under the heavy night sky, the lights of the amusement park had been ignited. The giant Ferris wheel standing in the center glowed with a pinkish-purple light, rotating quietly like a magnificent, dreamlike celestial ring.

“Let’s go ride the Ferris wheel,” Ji Songshu said with a smile.

“Wait a minute.”

Shang Keyu opened the car door and stepped out.

“Am I supposed to drive again?” Ji Songshu was very practiced this time and nimbly hopped into the driver’s seat.

Shang Keyu froze.

Dressed in the mascot suit with her back to Ji Songshu, she used every ounce of her patience to say, word by word: “What I meant was, help me pull down the zipper. I can’t get out of this by myself.”

“Oh, sorry.” Ji Songshu rubbed her nose awkwardly and helped Shang Keyu with the zipper.

Shang Keyu struggled out of the mascot suit, thinking to herself that she must have been possessed to come up with such a way to torment herself.

But when she turned and saw Ji Songshu’s timid, dazed expression—her eyes as round as grapes—she felt it wasn’t so bad after all.

On the way back to Beletopia, Ji Songshu was pinned into the passenger seat by the massive mascot suit, unable to move.

Clutching the Ferris wheel voucher, her mind started working. she suggested:

“Speaking of which, there’s only one voucher. Shang Keyu, why don’t you perform the ‘spell’ for the staff too? You’ve already worn the mascot suit anyway.”

Shang Keyu remained noncommittal.

When they arrived, the Ferris wheel attendant saw the two of them walking closely together and immediately put on a beaming smile, eyes darting between them.

“Have you two heard of the Ferris wheel curse?”

“That two people who kiss at the highest point will stay together forever?” Ji Songshu asked.

“No, no, no, that’s too cliché,” the staff member said mysteriously. “If two people pulled together by fate do not kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel, they will suffer the punishment of destiny.”

“What a pity,” Ji Songshu pointed to the person beside her. “This one doesn’t have a ticket yet.”

“What a coincidence! Today is our 5000th day since opening, and you are our 500th lucky guests! You can claim one free Ferris wheel voucher!”

Shang Keyu naturally reached out to take the voucher, waving it boastfully in front of Ji Songshu’s eyes.

Ji Songshu, suddenly brave, grabbed that arm and pulled Shang Keyu into the gondola just as it reached the lowest point.

The door locked, and the voices of the staff and everything else were shut out by the glass door. Only the two of them remained in the cabin.

The Ferris wheel rotated slowly. In the narrow compartment of this steel giant, the two sat facing each other. Neither looked at the other; they seemed unaccustomed to being alone like this, like two snails sharing a shell.

Ji Songshu kept her eyes downcast, trying to draft what to say in her mind.

It was actually Shang Keyu who spoke first: “I think I need to explain to you the decision regarding the demolition of Beletopia Park.”

Ji Songshu was stunned and began listening to the “report.”

“This amusement park has significant hidden risks, an unclear positioning, and no room for profit. The facilities are old and dilapidated. For fifteen-year-old equipment, I checked the maintenance records over the years, and the stability and safety are insufficient. You threw up like that after coming down, remember? And remember when we first entered? A phone even fell off the roller coaster.”

“The food prices in the park are too high, and the taste is mediocre. A bottle of mineral water is ten yuan, and a grilled sausage is fifteen.”

“And this souvenir,” Shang Keyu pulled the Toast Cat charm from her pocket and held it in her palm. “The ‘Toast Cat and Bagel Rabbit’ IP is outdated. This thing is unremarkable in both design and craftsmanship…”

Ji Songshu couldn’t listen anymore. The emotions she had just calmed began to surge again. She reached out to snatch the Toast Cat charm from Shang Keyu’s hand. “If you don’t like it, give it back to me.”

Shang Keyu gripped it tightly and wouldn’t let go. Ji Songshu glared at her, but Shang Keyu avoided her gaze and said softly, “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”

“Besides, since it was given to me, the right to dispose of it belongs to me. There’s no reason for you to just take it back whenever you want.”

Ji Songshu was puffed up with anger, but she couldn’t find a counter-argument. She didn’t want to fight with Shang Keyu, so she pretended to look at the scenery.

The two of them sat in silence.

At moments like this, time always seemed to pass exceptionally slowly. Ji Songshu would occasionally sneak a few glances at Shang Keyu, turning her eyes away before Shang Keyu could look back.

The two of them tacitly avoided catching each other staring.

After about ten minutes, Ji Songshu noticed something slightly wrong.

Why hadn’t they reached the ground yet? Even if time felt slow, this was taking too long.

She pressed both hands against the glass and leaned her face against it to look down. The world outside the glass was falling away, and the city lights were as distant as sparks fallen to the human world… or at least, that’s how it should have been.

But now, the ground was pitch black, with light only visible in the distance.

The Ferris wheel seemed to have stopped.

The two looked at each other, sensing that something was very wrong.

Shang Keyu made a call to ask about the situation on the ground. The reply she received was that a cable had snapped, and repairs would take about half an hour.

Ji Songshu suddenly remembered the so-called Ferris wheel curse:

“If two people pulled together by fate do not kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel, they will suffer the punishment of destiny.”

They were now trapped on the Ferris wheel, unable to go up or down. Was this the legendary punishment? If they didn’t kiss, would they be locked up here until they were eighty? Ji Songshu stamped her foot.

In that case… would they just have to reluctantly share a kiss?

She covered her racing heart and quietly, cautiously stole a glance at Shang Keyu, only to find that Shang Keyu was also looking at her.