Many people were queuing in front of the self-service ticket vending machine outside the theater, most of them were couples, their heads were leaning together, whispering in a whisper that only two people could hear.
The colorful lights on the dome illuminate the place in colorful colors, and the air is filled with the aroma of popcorn. Speaking of which, Fu Zhen has not been in a movie theater for a long time. The last time I went to watch a movie seemed to be two years ago. Fu Jianchen booked out Tang Wanwan's movie and forced him to take his family to the cinema to watch it.
The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth were pursed into a straight line, he really didn't want to think about the unhappy past.
The team was like a huge cicada chrysalis, slowly crawling forward, everyone lowered their heads and whispered, mixed with the music downstairs, and couldn't hear anything clearly.
Finally, when they were about to arrive, Jiang Hengshu turned back and asked Fu Zhen, "What do you want to see?"
Fu Zhen glanced at the screen in front of him. He didn't expect that he might come to the theater with Jiang Hengshu today, so he didn't check the few movies that were released recently.
"You choose." Fu Zhen handed over the choice to Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu finally chose a star-studded action comedy.
During holidays, there are always many more people in the theater than usual, and the good seats have already been picked, so Jiang Hengshu can only choose two seats in the back row. The movie starts at 8:50 and ends around 11:00.
When Fu Zhen was in college, he studied telephotographing and studied film and television appreciation for two semesters. Although he had a serious filter for Jiang Hengshu himself, I have to say that the film he picked was really bad. Most of the jokes are popular on the Internet before, in fact, it is not impossible to use these jokes, but the screenwriter is not able to harmonize these jokes with the style of the whole movie, so that it is very awkward for the actors to say it. Awkward.
Fu Zhen didn't want to comment on the aspect of persuasion. He pressed his forehead, and suddenly felt a trace of coldness on his face. Fu Zhen stretched out his fingers to touch it, put it under his nose and kissed the smell, there was no fishy smell. , it seems that this is not a horror story.
Fu Zhen raised his head and looked towards the tall dark dome of the projection hall. He could only see darkness, and the water continued to drip, landing on the back of Fu Zhen's hand.
The surrounding seats were already full, and besides Jiang Hengshu who was sitting next to him, he didn't want to be separated from Jiang Hengshu. From the corner of Jiang Hengshu's eyes, he noticed that Fu Zhen was unusual, "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhen shook his head and lied to Jiang Hengshu: "It's fine."
The light from the movie screen was reflected on Fu Zhen's face, as well as his fair and slender neck, which seemed to break if it was slightly folded. His face was slightly red, and if he got closer, he could still see his face. With those fine fluff, Jiang Hengshu suddenly felt that the theater was hot and dry. He should have bought two Cokes when he came in just now.
The best movies in the world generally have something in common, but the bad movies can be bad in a variety of ways, with all kinds of strange things. Watching this movie today opened the door to a new world for Fu Zhen.
After more than two hours of the movie, Fu Zhen hardly watched it for the next hour and a half. He secretly looked at Jiang Hengshu beside him from the corner of his eyes. Jiang Hengshu seemed very satisfied with the movie he chose. You have to concentrate, and sometimes you will show a knowing smile.
Gradually, Fu Zhen became more courageous. He simply turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu is really good-looking, with blue eyes shining in the bright light, a straight nose, and thin lips slightly pursed. When Jiang Hengshu smiled, the corners of Fu Zhen's mouth raised involuntarily.
The two-hour movie was finally over. Fu Zhen didn't know what the story was told in the movie. He only remembered Jiang Hengshu's smiling lips.
The nights in deep winter are always frighteningly cold. After coming out of the movie theater, the cold wind hits like a sharp knife. Fu Zhen shivered and then sneezed. When he came out today, he only wore one He should wear a thicker woolen jacket, but the down jacket in the closet was two years ago, and it is a bit worn out. When he is with Jiang Hengshu, he always hopes that he can look better.
Jiang Hengshu, who was walking beside him, stopped when he heard the voice. Fu Zhen tilted his head to look at him, not knowing what he was going to do. Then he saw Jiang Hengshu take off his windbreaker and put it on Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen was stunned again, Jiang Hengshu was so kind to him today, it always made him feel that he was dreaming, he secretly pinched himself, it was not a dream.
"I don't need it." Just after Fu Zhen finished speaking, he sneezed again, and the credibility of his words was greatly reduced.
"Put on, I'm not cold." Jiang Hengshu said.
Jiang Hengshu only wore a black turtleneck sweater under the windbreaker. Standing under the colorful lights, he looked like a lonely pine. Fortunately, they only needed to walk a short distance to get a taxi.
Fu Zhen grasped the neckline of the windbreaker with both hands. He followed Jiang Hengshu and looked at his back. He could feel the temperature in the windbreaker continuously spreading to his body. Fu Zhen At this moment, he suddenly had endless courage and motivation, and he wanted to work hard to become a better person, a person worthy of Jiang Hengshu.
The atmosphere in the car was the same as when he came here. Fu Zhen held Jiang Hengshu's windbreaker in his arms and looked out of the car window sideways. The bare street trees passed by his sight. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu beside him.
It was so quiet in the car. Fu Zhen moved his fingers slightly. He turned his head and asked Jiang Hengshu, "What do you think of the movie just now?"
"Well enough."
"..." There seemed to be no way to continue the conversation. Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu's expression and found that he seriously thought that the movie just now was okay.
For the first time, Fu Zhen discovered that there might be a little difference between himself and Jiang Hengshu in terms of movie aesthetics, but it doesn't matter, he will try his best to accommodate Jiang Hengshu's difference, but he is still very curious, Jiang Hengshu But from what aspect did he come to the conclusion that the movie was okay, he asked, "What do you think is good?"
Jiang Hengshu thought for a while, "It's very interesting."
His expression was serious, and he couldn't see the way he smiled in the movie theater before.
Fu Zhen recalled a few jokes that appeared in the early stage of the movie, Ying and Jiang Hengshu said: "It's quite interesting."
Fu Zhen didn't know how to continue this topic. He regretted that he only focused on watching Jiang Hengshu when he was in the movie theater just now. He really couldn't extend the topic of the movie any more.
"Li Hualun's acting is not bad." Fu Zhen commented that this is the only advantage he can see in that movie.
Jiang Hengshu: "It's not bad. I've seen another movie of his. He played a policeman in it. I like it too."
Fu Zhen raised his hand and pressed his forehead. If he remembers correctly, the movie Jiang Hengshu mentioned, in which Li Hualun played the policeman, should be a bad movie with a score of 41 on Douban released during the Spring Festival last year. Thankfully, though, he's seen the movie from start to finish.
Therefore, Fu Zhen smiled and said to Jiang Hengshu: "I like it very much too. His posture of jumping from the third floor of the shopping mall is very handsome."
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment: "It's okay." His tone was a little stiff, as if he lost interest in Li Hualun in an instant.
Fu Zhen didn't notice this, he was chatting with Jiang Hengshu about the movie Li Hualun starred in last year.
The car stopped on the street outside the building. Jiang Hengshu paid the driver first, and they got out of the car. On the quiet street, there were occasional vehicles speeding by. On both sides of the road, tall sycamore trees reflected the street lights on the ground. cast a gloomy shadow.
Fu Zhen walked beside Jiang Hengshu and was about to enter the corridor. He hesitated, asked Jiang Hengshu in a low voice, "Can you tell me about the person you like?"
Jiang Hengshu's footsteps paused, and immediately continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. He shook his head and said to Fu Zhen, "There is nothing to say."
It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he really can't say it. Regarding the memory of that night, it was messy and vague. Regarding the Little Mermaid, he could only think of a vague figure.
Does he like the little mermaid? Jiang Hengshu thought that he would not fall in love with a stranger just because of an accident. He was only moved by the melancholy tears of the Little Mermaid at that time. He once thought about finding him, and then what would he do? He never thought about it.
However, last night, he once again met his little mermaid in his dream. This time, the figure of the little mermaid became clear in front of him for the first time, and it was Fu Zhen.
While kissing the teardrops on his face, he couldn't help rushing to ask him for more. He wanted to take good care of him and rub him into his body.
Jiang Hengshu understood something in a daze, because every time he saw Fu Zhen, his heart overflowed with affection.
Jiang Hengshu is not a sympathetic person, but after meeting Fu Zhen, his heart was inexplicably soft, as if it started from the bus they met for the first time, from the moment when his foot staggered into his chest, The red thread of fate has been wrapped around their fingertips from this moment on.
The fate between them is far more closely intertwined than he imagined, but Jiang Hengshu doesn't know it yet.
Fu Zhen didn't speak any more, he didn't know what Jiang Hengshu's answer meant to him.
In the dark corridor, the footsteps of the two people staggered, full of rhythm, like light rain patting on the window sill, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up one by one with their footsteps, and then went out one by one , to darkness.
Finally arrived outside the rental house, the two of them were about to separate and walk into different rooms.
At the door of the rental house, Fu Zhen stopped in his tracks and watched as Jiang Hengshu took out the key from his trousers pocket and inserted it into the keyhole. With a slight twist of his wrist, the door opened with a click.
Fu Zhen took off his windbreaker and presented it to Jiang Hengshu: "Thank you."
"Happy New Year's Day." Fu Zhen said.