Then he obediently bent down and lowered his head, "If I wear this, what about you?"
Hannah said it didn't matter, "I still have this."
She pulled out a headband with devil horns from her bag.
She shook it happily.
No one knew when she had bought it.
After putting on the devil horn headband, she tilted her head and smiled, "Arnold, do we look like we did last time when we went to the amusement park to watch the fireworks show?"
Her smile was sweet, and that youthful innocence was completely gone, replaced by the vibrant allure of a wild rose flourishing under the moonlight—pure, charming, and unintentionally enticing.
There were lots of people around, so Arnold could only suppress his thoughts swirling in his mind and pull her into his arms, "Yes, very much."
The roller coaster swooped down with a few sharp turns, causing everyone aboard to scream uncontrollably.
