Wei Jingxi sent a location pin and called Zheng Mengni to come over, saying he was almost next in line. It was ten minutes earlier than she had expected, which lightened her mood a bit. However, as she approached, she realized that Wei Jingxi was in line for the Rapid River Adventure, her least favorite attraction.
Not to mention the water being dirty, even with a raincoat and waterproof shoes, there was no way to avoid getting wet. She didn’t want to see herself looking so disheveled. Zheng Mengni considered turning back and had already paused before she reached the stairs. Standing quietly below, she saw Wei Jingxi waving at her.
His skin was very fair, but his cheeks were flushed from the heat, the sun’s rays penetrating even through the parasol. After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Mengni climbed the steps and joined him. Leaning close to Wei Jingxi's ear, she lowered her voice and said, "I'm sorry, I just found out I got my period while I was in the restroom. This ride will get us wet; why don’t you go ahead and enjoy it? I’ll wait for you down here, and later we can try something else."
Upon hearing this, Wei Jingxi's expression changed. Without saying a word, he grabbed her wrist and took her bag with his other hand. Zheng Mengni felt anxious; while it would be reasonable for him to be upset after waiting in the sun for so long, she hadn’t communicated beforehand about her preferences, leading to this situation.
Zheng Mengni didn’t want to accommodate him too much; she believed everyone should do what they liked without needing to always be on the same wavelength. Lost in thought, she felt Wei Jingxi pulling her away from the line when they were only three people away from their turn.
He held up the parasol to shield her from the crowd's noise and asked sideways, "Did you bring any sanitary pads?"
Zheng Mengni replied without missing a beat, "I’m all set."
She thought it was a mistake to come here today. Having her period made her feel uncomfortable; it wasn’t suitable for intense activities.
"Wei Jingxi."
"What?"
"Are you angry?" Zheng Mengni softly tugged at his hand.
"Yeah." Wei Jingxi answered without thinking twice, his response blunt and straightforward.
"Ah? I was just asking casually, and you're really angry," Zheng Mengni said, her round eyes wide with surprise.
"What else could it be?" Wei Jingxi scratched the palm of her hand.
"You're so petty."
Wei Jingxi's lips curled into a playful smile, mischief dancing in his eyes. "If it were you, after waiting in line for so long and investing all that time and effort, just when it's about to be your turn, only to be told to step back, how would you feel?"
Zheng Mengni thought for a long moment before deciding to speak honestly. "If it were me, I wouldn't leave."
"So you actually don't want to leave?" She suddenly realized.
"Exactly," Wei Jingxi raised an eyebrow.
He deliberately dragged out his words, taking a while before slowly saying, "But if someone calls me, then I definitely have to go."
"I didn't call you to leave; I said I'd wait for you," Zheng Mengni shot back, glaring at him. "You're deliberately twisting my words."
Wei Jingxi's gaze paused slightly, filled with meaning. "Don't you understand? Only if you call me can I abandon everything and follow you. I know you didn't call me, but I figured you might not feel well and wouldn't want to stand in the sun waiting for me."
"Ah?" Zheng Mengni felt a twinge of guilt, an unusual sensation for her.
It was also rare for her to think that lying wasn't really a good thing.
"Ah what? Let's go."
Wei Jingxi gently pulled her into his embrace, leaning against her as he held her close.
This position wasn't uncomfortable; it was just too intimate in public.
It affected their image and was somewhat inappropriate.
Zheng Mengni pushed him away, but he didn't budge.
Wei Jingxi tightened his grip. "My legs went numb from standing in line just now. My dear wife shouldn't mind being my temporary crutch for a bit."
"I do mind," Zheng Mengni replied.
Wei Jingxi was taken aback; he hadn't expected such a straightforward rejection.
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