Chapter 25 It’s always him.

Shen Boyan suddenly expressed concern, and Cheng Wenjun was briefly stunned.

"Okay." He looked at Shen Boyan and said with a smile, "Then I'll trouble Xiaoyan."

Shen Boyan actually didn't have much experience in taking care of drunk people.

According to his superficial common sense, you can drink a glass of honey water after a hangover.

He also knew that in fact honey water had no effect on acetaldehyde dehydrogenase and could only supplement some sugar, which was better than nothing.

But he still called the cruise ship's phone number and asked the waiter to bring a drink.

Isn't it just a show? he thinks.

Cheng Wenjun can do it, but he can't do it no matter what. After all, drinking hot water is good for your health.

Cheng Wenjun sat up on the bed and looked at Shen Boyan. Although his face looked a little decadent after a hangover, his eyes were very happy.

"Thank you, Xiaoyan." He said affectionately, "Thanks to you."

Shen Boyan was noncommittal and did not answer.

The waiter soon came and knocked on the door.

Shen Boyan handed the honey water to Cheng Wenjun. Cheng Wenjun drank it slowly and put the glass on the bedside table.

The weather on the second day was not very good. Cheng Wenjun was in a bad state because he was drunk. Shen Boyan went out and walked around, but felt his head hurt from the strong wind, so he had to go back to the room.

He didn't see Meng Xinqiao and Fang Shengyun again until the cruise ship returned to port.

The short and exciting journey is over, and New Year’s Eve is coming soon. Shen Boyan originally thought that the Cheng family would hold a grand family banquet on New Year's Eve, but Cheng Wenjun never informed him.

Probably not.

For Shen Boyan, it would be better not to have such a dinner party with different agendas.

Moreover, I don't know whether it was because of the excessive wind on the cruise ship or something else, but Shen Boyan showed signs of a cold on the day he came back.

After sleeping, the symptoms not only did not improve, but even worsened. He was too lazy to go out in the cold wind to buy medicine - he would probably be fine after a few days.

So he dragged on the cold and ushered in the festive New Year's Eve as if he were alone. ...

Of course Shen Boyan didn't have to go to school on New Year's Eve. When he woke up in the morning, his head was still dizzy, so he wrapped himself in a quilt and wanted to sleep for a while.

But before he closed his eyes for long, there was a knock on the door.

The rapid knocking on the door was like a reminder. Shen Boyan opened his eyes in despair and heard Cheng Wenjun's voice outside the door: "Xiaoyan, are you awake?"

It's been like this, can you still not wake up?

Shen Boyan almost couldn't control his anger when he got up. He let out a heavy breath and asked outside the door, "What's going on?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, why don't we go out for a walk together?" Cheng Wenjun suggested, with a pleasant tone. Going out for a walk?

But Shen Boyan couldn't feel happy. He had a cold and didn't even want to go to bed, let alone go shopping.

Cheng Wenjun didn't receive Shen Boyan's answer for a while, so he paused and continued to ask, "What's the matter, Xiaoyan? Are you still awake?"

"Right away," Shen Boyan replied.

He slowly got out of the quilt, pushed open the door with his slippers on, and saw Cheng Wenjun with a smile.

Now, Shen Boyan was used to Cheng Wenjun's programmed smile. He just nodded and walked to the restaurant, looking for something to fill his stomach.

"It doesn't need to be too grand." Cheng Wenjun's footsteps came from behind. "It's not a formal occasion. In front of me, you can relax a little."

Shen Boyan was noncommittal and just said "hmm" casually.

He didn't want to go out at all, but out of curiosity about Cheng Wenjun's purpose, he left the house with Cheng Wenjun after eating breakfast.

It was cold, so Shen Boyan wrapped himself in a large black down jacket. Cheng Wenjun drove on the highway and drove all the way to the suburbs.

The sky was slightly gloomy, with a thick leaden gray pressing on the tops of tall buildings, blocking out any light from the sun.

There was air conditioning in the car, which made Shen Boyan's brain confused. The pungent car aroma made him more and more irritable. After the car drove down a ramp again, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

"Keep it secret." Cheng Wenjun held the steering wheel and showed a meaningful expression.

"Is it very far?" Shen Boyan didn't want to get such a meaningless answer, so he asked again.

"It's not far." Cheng Wenjun was very patient at this time, "Don't worry, Xiaoyan, we'll be there soon."

Shen Boyan was made uncomfortable by the smell of incense and sneezed.

He endured it and finally closed his mouth.

After about half an hour's drive, Shen Boyan finally saw the figure at his suspected destination.

It was the tall arch of the suburban amusement park in City C, standing gloomily under the leaden sky.

"We're here." Cheng Wenjun stopped the car and smiled at Shen Boyan.

"Here?" Shen Boyan narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Cheng Wenjun said, "Today is New Year's Eve. We don't need to see anyone else. It's just the two of us. Let's have a good rest here."

Shen Boyan opened the car door and was suddenly hit by the biting cold wind.

"Let's go." Cheng Wenjun stretched out his hand to him.

The hand was handed in front of Shen Boyan, and the meaning was self-evident. Shen Boyan looked at those slender and wide hands. They were obviously familiar, but yet strange.

He turned a blind eye and walked forward. Cheng Wenjun felt bored, silently took his hand back, and followed Shen Boyan's pace.

Cheng Wenjun didn't really let Shen Boyan line up at the door on such a cold day and took him through the VIP channel.

"Is there any place you want to play?" Cheng Wenjun asked him.

Shen Boyan couldn't say anything: "Whatever."

"There aren't many people at the carousel." Cheng Wenjun suggested on his own initiative, "Why don't you go take a look first?"

"Anyone is fine." Shen Boyan agreed.

It's not like he never went to an amusement park as a kid. Shen Yuning's life was not very tight, and he would take his sister and brother there once every year when they celebrated their birthdays. It's just that the amusement park they used to frequent has closed down, and it is said that after many years, only a desolate ruin remains.

Carousels are pretty much the same in every amusement park. The horse's body was very cold in the winter. Shen Boyan held the horse's neck and kept his eyes open, but his spirit had drifted to nowhere.

He didn't recall much about playing with Shen Yuning and Shen Poxuan. He only suddenly came back to his senses when the music stopped and staggered when he got off the horse.

Cheng Wenjun on the side gave him a hand. Shen Boyan withdrew his forearm that was grabbed by him and stood still silently.

"Would you like to play in the maze over there?" Cheng Wenjun suggested again, "I heard from my friends that the maze is very interesting."

Shen Boyan said "hmm" and followed Cheng Wenjun into the maze out of body. . This maze was not too complex, but when Cheng Wenjun led him through the same intersection for the third time, he finally couldn't help it.

"Go left," he said weakly. "You've already turned right three times."

Cheng Wenjun was a little embarrassed, but soon put on a calm look: "I see. I just discovered that the roads to the right are impassable."

He walked quickly to the left, and Shen Boyan reluctantly To keep up.

"Don't go left," Shen Boyan reminded when he was stuck at a fork in the road again, "Go to the middle road..."

"Okay." Cheng Wenjun couldn't say any more and could only nod, "Thanks to Xiaoyan. Ah."

After going through ups and downs, they finally left the maze. Shen Boyan's feet were so numb that he lost all feeling, and they were itching at the moment. It was difficult for him to think independently, and he was pushed through several projects by Cheng Wenjun like a puppet.

The wind on the roller coaster is even more biting than in the maze. The screams of fellow passengers were heard in my ears, and the rapidly changing scene was in front of my eyes. Shen Boyan sat numbly on his seat with his seat belt tied on, his face expressionless as if dead.

It was already noon when they arrived. Cheng Wenjun completely forgot about eating and took Shen Boyan through one project after another as if rushing to a party.

When they passed the huge Ferris wheel in the center of the park, Shen Boyan thought it was also on the list of experiences. But as soon as he turned his toes in that direction, he found that Cheng Wenjun had walked away without noticing. ……gone?

Shen Boyan didn't understand. But he could no longer think deeply. The breath he was holding suddenly relaxed. He stopped and said to Cheng Wenjun, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"...Ah, okay." Cheng Wenjun seemed stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement. .

Shen Boyan turned around and followed the signs to find the nearest bathroom. He took a handful of cold water from the sink and slapped it on his face, finally clearing up his chaotic mind.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and saw his pale, dripping face in the mirror. It's over.

Forgot to bring toilet paper.

Shen Boyan felt that he might have left his mind at home before going out. Just as he was about to use his cuffs to deal with it randomly, a person suddenly appeared in the mirror. He knew this guy quite well.

Saw it a few days ago.

He looked in the mirror and blurted out: "Meng Xinqiao, have you brought any paper?"

The man smoothly dug into his pocket and took out a bag of toilet paper.

"Bring it with you." He took out one and handed it to Shen Boyan, "Professor Shen, you are here too."

"Yes." Shen Boyan wiped his face and responded. It's this guy again.

Just like a triggered NPC, he kept encountering Meng Xinqiao in various places inexplicably.

It's just such a coincidence, so magical.

Why is it always him?

"Hey." Meng Xinqiao seemed to take a look at Shen Boyan, and suddenly came forward in surprise.

"Professor Shen, do you have a cold? Why do you look so ugly?"

He was worried: "It's not good to wash your face with cold water when you have a cold!"

Before Shen Boyan could answer, he continued: "There is a man next door Mobile shop, where can I get you a cup of hot water?"

"No need." Shen Boyan stopped Meng Xinqiao who was about to take action.

"I came here with Cheng Wenjun."

Meng Xinqiao was stunned.

"It turns out it's you." He suddenly realized, "I just said, why is the park so weird today."

"What?" Shen Boyan didn't understand.

He hadn't even taken a close look at the park, let alone noticed anything strange.

"Oh, I won't affect Mr. Cheng's surprise." Meng Xinqiao smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I was just quick to talk... I'm sorry."