The two are the same, and the two are very different.

"Xiao Yuanhou ... Xiao Yuanhou ... Xiao Yuanhou ..."

The old man made a call.

Li Zhanyuan had heard her mother's secretary, Aunt Xu, and called her parents. At that time, Aunt Xu said it was a very strange dialect.

Aunt Xu said that this kind of dialect, his mother would, but he never heard his mother said that in the memory, his mother never passed the phone with his grandfather and grandmother.

The swaying amplitude of the pirate ship has entered the maximum value.

The old man at the bow of the boat slowly appeared in his body. He was broken, but he was still looking at himself, and his kind expression on his face did not change. He continued to call his name.

Li Zhanyuan grabbed the railing of the front seat with both hands and lowered his head.

Li Lan: "Are you afraid, son?"

Li Zhanyuan nodded hard: "Mom, it's terrible."

Li Lan: "It's almost over."

The pirate ship gradually stabilized. This round is over.

When Li Qianyuan rushed up the courage and raised his head, he saw the old man who broke the crack.

This is the hand, there are feet there, blood is everywhere, his head is fixed on his seat in front of himself, and he is looking at himself.

Li Lan held Li Zhanyuan's hand. When he got off the boat, the boy's legs were softened, and his breathing was a little short.

"Son, do you want to rest?"

"No, don't." He would not bother his mother for his sake.

Everything belongs to the trouble of children and can be manufactured, but it must be within a limited range, just to reflect the child's cuteness and the mothers' performances.

"Then let's play with bumper cars?"

"OK."

Still buying tickets and queuing.

After the mother and son's turn, the two sat in a car together.

This is a circular venue, there are many cars in it.

On the smooth ground, the boy and girl wearing all national costumes were drawn.

When the indicator light is on, all the cars in it, even if no one is driving, moves.

Li Lan signaled that Li Chaoyuan came to drive. Li Zhanyuan held the steering wheel, stepped on the pedal, and the speed of touching the car was mentioned. He quickly collided with the car in front.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

The mother and son made the same shout.

Next, turn around the steering wheel, get off, and hit another person.

"Bang."

"hehe."

"Ha ha!"

Purely hit and find a suitable opportunity. It is best to hit other cars from the side, and then the mother and son seem to hear the screams that are not existing in the car at the same time, and then laugh together.

But when it was opened, Li Zhanyuan suddenly saw that the center of the venue was originally painted with a little girl's area. The little girl left the picture and sat up.

She was wearing a red Hanfu, very dignified, sitting quietly on a small bench, and her feet stepped in front of her.

She is very quiet, and she is also very beautiful. Although her eyes are not focused, even if there are constantly galloping by the car, she does not ignore the slightest, but simply calms ahead.

Somehow, when seeing her, Li Zhanyuan also quietly.

The boy even sideways on the side, pulled away a little distance from his mother, at least not as close as before.

Li Lan asked: "Are you tired?"

"Um."

"That mother is here."

Without waiting for Li Zhanyuan to respond, Li Lan reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, and then stepped on the pedal.

This time, the bumping car did not hit the other car, but drove towards the position in the center of the ground.

The speed is fast, there is no time to respond, Li Zhanyuan's eyes widened, and then saw that the girl was pressed by her bump.

The boy's body began to tremble.

Li Lan continued to drive, stepped on the reversing pedal, and then crushed it back again.

The boy clenched his hands and was repaired well, embedded in the flesh.

Li Lan drove over again.

The boy raised his head, and the strong suffocation came.

Li Lan: "Son, will your mother drive well?"

The boy gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Li Lan crushed over again, again and again, and kept recovering.

"Son, how about mom technology?"

"Son, mother is not good?"

"Son, what's wrong with you today, are you so young?"

Ending the sound.

All the bumper cars stopped.

People who do not exist in the car have started to leave the car. Whether it is a "adult" or a "child" face, they are all overwhelmed.

Normally, the bumper car in the amusement park is the most expensive grade in all projects, and the experience time is not long.

Li Lan asked: "Son, can we play again?"

At this time, you can leave a person on the car and let a person pay for it.

Li Zhanyuan opened his eyes. In his sight, the center of the venue was already red.

That one is the red Hanfu, which has long been torn and broken.

Although I don't know why, just now, Li Zhanyuan had countless times in his heart to vent. He couldn't wait to tear down his skin on his own, and then pulled off the woman's human skin.

He wants to stand here so bloody, go to face her, and face the world.

Because he can't stand this inexplicable pain.

But every time this impulse reaches the critical point, Li Zhanyuan's forehead always appears a cold and soft touch, gently stroking it.

It raised its frown again and again, pulled it back from the edge of the cliff on the edge of the cliff.

He didn't know why he suddenly appeared in front of him, and he didn't know why he had a rope on his body to prevent him from jumping on the cliff.

But he cherishes this rope, like a drowning person, and finally eager to get a strand of fresh air.

Turn your head again, and look at the mother who is still sitting around.

Li Zhanyuan smiled and answered:

"OK."

Li Lan handed a piece of money to Li Chaoyuan. This is a large amount, but it can only be continued once.

Li Zhanyuan left the bumper car, walked towards the air sales platform, delivered the money over, and then smiled at the front, over the body, and pointed to the bumper car he was sitting by his mother.

Later, Li Zhanyuan ran back and took a ride in the car.

In this time, the sticky sound of "squeak" came from the soles, and the boy's eardrum hurts.

"Mom, okay."

"Okay, let's continue playing."

"OK."

"Come on, mother to rest?"

"Um!"

Li Zhanyuan took the steering wheel, and his feet were also placed on the pedal to prepare.

He has noticed that deep in his heart seems to have lack of a large piece.

He didn't know where this one went, but he could sensitively perceive that this one continued to play a role.

This seems to be a tug of war.

The other end of the rope seems to be not just her mother.
To be continued...