Memory is like the sun at sunset, sinking slowly and falling below the horizon. Afterwards, only a little light is left in the distant sky, and the last orange hue will leave soon.
The motorboat cruised around the lake and stopped at another dock. Not far from the dock was the tourist service center of this area. Penny gets off the boat with the documents she needed to send. She lets Su Jinqing stay on the boat but not after instructing her to not touch any buttons.
Su Jinqing nodded and agreed.
She sat idly on the boat, staring blankly at the scenery, which was the leisure she had never dared to expect before.
Suddenly, she didn’t know what happened but she found herself hearing as subtle “click”— the leather rope originally hanging down her neck, between her collar bones snapped and the glass meteorite rolled down quickly before she could respond!
That very memorable boehmite landed dangerously on the edge of the boat and then fell into the water shortly after the boat’s faint movement.
Su Jinqing’s heart was so tight that she had no time to think about it. Subconsciously, she stretched out her hand to get the necklace!
And just at this critical moment, a gunshot rang from the far side of the shore. The bullet burst into the air, and ran dangerously across the edge of the boat and falling into the water just a few inches from the girl’s fingertips!
Alarmed by blank ammunition, the crocodile lurking at the bottom of the water arrogantly swung its half-length tail and left slowly.
Only then did Su Jinqing realize what a stupid thing she had done.
She quickly withdrew her hand and looked towards the distant bank.
A tanned man stood between the aquatic plants with traces of white mud smeared on his face. In the local indigenous culture, he truly represented the blessings of God to mankind.
The man’s voice was hoarse and his tone was especially serious. The familiar Chinese language flowed from his lips. “Su Jin, if I were you, I would never put my hand in the water.”
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“Su Jin, if I were you, I would never put my hand in the water.”
On the variety show, several MC nervously persuaded Su Jishi. “It’s really terrible! What’s inside is terrible!”
The two female guests in front of Su Jishi gave in their persuasion and one girl put her hand into the box with a horrified face.
Su Jishi rolled her eyes in an angle where the camera could not see. She completely choked back her impatience and played games with the MC whose IQ did not exceed the level of sixth grade children.
The game is simple, that is, a transparent box with one side is placed in front of the camera, the audience and the host can see the contents of it, but the guests participating in the game can’t. Guests need to put their hands into the box, touch out the contents of the box, and then guess their names. If they get it right, they will get one point.
Su Jishi, who first heard of the game: “……”
Isn’t this a tactile sensation game played by preschool children?
Everyone will be afraid of the unknown, but this is a variety show and there will never be anything out of line in the box. People were always afraid of living creatures such as the female guest who cried after touching a white mouse.
Off-stage, Fang Xie frequently gestured and mouthed to Su Jishi telling her to show “a little more fear”, which Su Jishi never saw.
She rolled up her sleeves, lifted the curtain on the box, and directly poked her hand into it with a straight face.
Uhh…Water.
Uhh…Stone.
Then…something slick passed by her hand.
MC exclaimed repeatedly, the male guests could not bear to look directly at her hand, while the female guests held each other trembling. The audience screamed one after another.
Uhm… is this a fish?
No, no.
Impatiently, Su Jishi moved like lightning and grabbed the unknown, slimy thing.
Then, she…pinched it!
-”Kokak!”
Su Jishi calmly pulled out her hand and slowly wiped it on the cloth covering the box. “A live frog.”
Memory is like the sun at sunset, sinking slowly and falling below the horizon. Afterwards, only a little light is left in the distant sky, and the last orange hue will leave soon.
The motorboat cruised around the lake and stopped at another dock. Not far from the dock was the tourist service center of this area. Penny gets off the boat with the documents she needed to send. She lets Su Jinqing stay on the boat but not after instructing her to not touch any buttons.
Su Jinqing nodded and agreed.
She sat idly on the boat, staring blankly at the scenery, which was the leisure she had never dared to expect before.
Suddenly, she didn’t know what happened but she found herself hearing as subtle “click”— the leather rope originally hanging down her neck, between her collar bones snapped and the glass meteorite rolled down quickly before she could respond!
That very memorable boehmite landed dangerously on the edge of the boat and then fell into the water shortly after the boat’s faint movement.
Su Jinqing’s heart was so tight that she had no time to think about it. Subconsciously, she stretched out her hand to get the necklace!
And just at this critical moment, a gunshot rang from the far side of the shore. The bullet burst into the air, and ran dangerously across the edge of the boat and falling into the water just a few inches from the girl’s fingertips!
Alarmed by blank ammunition, the crocodile lurking at the bottom of the water arrogantly swung its half-length tail and left slowly.
Only then did Su Jinqing realize what a stupid thing she had done.
She quickly withdrew her hand and looked towards the distant bank.
A tanned man stood between the aquatic plants with traces of white mud smeared on his face. In the local indigenous culture, he truly represented the blessings of God to mankind.
The man’s voice was hoarse and his tone was especially serious. The familiar Chinese language flowed from his lips. “Su Jin, if I were you, I would never put my hand in the water.”
*
*
*
“Su Jin, if I were you, I would never put my hand in the water.”
On the variety show, several MC nervously persuaded Su Jishi. “It’s really terrible! What’s inside is terrible!”
The two female guests in front of Su Jishi gave in their persuasion and one girl put her hand into the box with a horrified face.
Su Jishi rolled her eyes in an angle where the camera could not see. She completely choked back her impatience and played games with the MC whose IQ did not exceed the level of sixth grade children.
The game is simple, that is, a transparent box with one side is placed in front of the camera, the audience and the host can see the contents of it, but the guests participating in the game can’t. Guests need to put their hands into the box, touch out the contents of the box, and then guess their names. If they get it right, they will get one point.
Su Jishi, who first heard of the game: “……”
Isn’t this a tactile sensation game played by preschool children?
Everyone will be afraid of the unknown, but this is a variety show and there will never be anything out of line in the box. People were always afraid of living creatures such as the female guest who cried after touching a white mouse.
Off-stage, Fang Xie frequently gestured and mouthed to Su Jishi telling her to show “a little more fear”, which Su Jishi never saw.
She rolled up her sleeves, lifted the curtain on the box, and directly poked her hand into it with a straight face.
Uhh…Water.
Uhh…Stone.
Then…something slick passed by her hand.
MC exclaimed repeatedly, the male guests could not bear to look directly at her hand, while the female guests held each other trembling. The audience screamed one after another.
Uhm… is this a fish?
No, no.
Impatiently, Su Jishi moved like lightning and grabbed the unknown, slimy thing.
Then, she…pinched it!
-”Kokak!”
Su Jishi calmly pulled out her hand and slowly wiped it on the cloth covering the box. “A live frog.”
