Gu Yangzhi was pushed into the Ferris wheel by a gust of wind. Before the door was closed tightly, the entire car shook violently - as if something heavy had hit the top.
She looked up.
The emergency lights on the ceiling flickered on and off.
The Ferris wheel starts turning. Slowly, one click after another, like an old, panting steel beast. The city lights spread out beneath our feet, getting farther and farther away, getting denser and denser, and finally turned into a huge, glowing spider web. She was even holding a beer, and there were condensation on the can, making her fingertips red from the ice.
Just as he raised the can to his mouth, the car stopped.
The entire Ferris wheel suddenly got stuck. It didn't stop at the highest point, but stopped in mid-air. On the left was the illuminated roof of the dessert shop, and on the right was a large, dark, undeveloped wasteland.
Gu Yangzhi took out his cell phone to check the time.
The screen lit up for a moment and then went off.
The battery is out. Then she heard footsteps.
Not from outside the car. It's from above.
She looked up.
The ceiling of the car is made of translucent acrylic panels, and usually only the dark night sky can be seen. But at this moment, the acrylic plate reflected an outline - a figure, standing on the top of the car.
Gu Yangzhi's breathing stopped for a beat.
The man's feet went through the ceiling.
It was like passing through a layer of water, passing through it silently and completely. One foot in a black Doc Martens, then the other, then the whole person.
She fell down very lightly, like a leaf blown down by the wind, with her toes on the ground, her knees slightly bent, and then she stood up slowly.
Gu Yangzhi saw her clearly.
Short hair. Dark trench coat. The skin is very white, so white that it is almost transparent, but the color of the lips is very rich, as if a berry has just been bitten. She stood in the middle of the car, and the light hit her, casting her shadow to both sides - two shadows, one facing left and one facing right, like a pair of wings that had just unfolded.
The most speechless thing is not the way she appears, but her eyes.
There was no light in those eyes. It's that kind of light swallowing up like an abyss. Gu Yangzhi looked into those eyes and felt that he was looking into a dry well, and something was slowly and stubbornly heating up at the bottom of the well.
"Who are you?" Gu Yangzhi heard himself ask.
The woman said nothing. She took a step forward. The car shook as their weight shifted, the beer can tipped over, and the amber liquid flowed down the floor to the tips of her boots.
Gu Yangzhi stepped back and pressed his back against the glass window.
The woman stopped in front of her, very close. So close that Gu Yangzhi could smell the scent of her body - not perfume, but something older and colder, like the smell of the first frost on the asphalt road in late autumn.
Then she lowered her head and kissed her.
Gu Yangzhi's brain shut down completely at that moment.
My lips are cold. The woman's right hand clasped the back of her head, and her five fingers were buried in her hair. The force was not strong, but she had no intention of letting go.
Gu Yangzhi didn't know when he closed his eyes.
When she opened it again, the woman had already taken half a step back. The warmth of the other person still remains on the lips, wet and cold, like a piece of thin ice slowly melting on the skin.
"You..."
"Lu Ni." The woman said.
Her voice was lower than Gu Yangzhi expected, so low that it seemed like it was dug out from the deepest part of her chest. When she said her name, there was a very small, almost invisible arc at the corner of her mouth. It was not a smile, but a more complicated expression similar to "finally" than a smile.
"You just..." Gu Yangzhi licked his lips and tasted a faint smell of rust, "Did you come down from the sky?"
Lu Ni did not answer this question. She turned her head and glanced at the night scene outside the window. The lights of the city were broken into pieces in her pupils. Then she withdrew her gaze and landed on Gu Yangzhi's face again.
"You're not afraid," she said. It's not a question, it's a statement.
Gu Yangzhi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what she said was true. She is not afraid. From the moment Lu Ni fell through the ceiling, her heart had been beating fast, but it was not a beating of fear. That's another one.
"Should I be afraid?"
Lu Ni looked into her eyes for a long time. For a long time, the Ferris wheel suddenly started turning again, and for a long time, they slowly rose from mid-air to the highest point. The whole city spread out under their feet, like a burning map.
"Yes," Lu Ni finally said, "because I will kill you."
Her tone was too calm, as calm as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Gu Yangzhi's beer spilled all over the floor. She looked down at the empty can, then raised her head and stretched out her hand towards Lu Ni.
"Then tell me first," she said, "what did you step on when you came down from the sky?"
Lu Ni looked down at her outstretched hand.
The hand was small, with slender fingers, and the coolness of the beer was still on the fingertips. She didn't hold it, she just looked at it, as if she were looking at something she had seen many times but still found precious.
"It's time," she said.
The Ferris wheel passed the highest point and began to sink.
The lights of the city swirled beneath them, like a huge, slow, never-ending whirlpool. And they looked at each other for the first time in the center of the vortex, in the small, transparent car suspended in mid-air.
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