When we got to the theater, the time was just right.

Xie Nanting bought the couple's seat in the last row. He used to think that watching a movie should be a quiet and undisturbed process. Don't understand why some people like to share seats with others. Now that smell the dark fragrance on the person next to me, understand.

Especially after the shadow hall was darkened, the faint fragrance became more and more obvious, lingering on the tip of his nose. Xie Nanting glanced absently at the big screen, then turned to look at Song Zhaoshui. After she sat down, she leaned back lazily, her thick hair draped over the back of the chair, and a few strands of hair ran up to him playfully.

Today's movie is a romantic film called "Senbei Chronicles". The director is not famous, the actors are new, and the theater is not full.

The story has a sense of age, the plot is soothing, and the rhythm is gentle. The heroine has a cold face, which is quite aura. When she smiled at the camera for the first time, Song Zhaoshui could clearly hear someone in the cinema making an amazing gasp.

In fact, there is nothing difficult to understand about the film, but it is the love of two young people. The first half is an ordinary love process, and there is nothing earth-shattering.

It's just that the director still couldn't bear to pour a pot of blood, and told the two to separate because of a little misunderstanding. It has been ten years since the reunion, and the two are still single. At this time, the two people are no longer young and vigorous, and they calmly solved the misunderstanding and got back together again.

It's just a clichéd love story.

Looking at the heroine's aura-filled face, this movie doesn't look too bad.

When Song Zhaoshui was thinking about it, he realized that Xie Nanting was frowning on the side, chanting the name of the director's screenwriter, and said, "I won't watch their movies again."

Song Zhaoshui was ashamed for a moment, probably this is the difference between a movie star and a scumbag, and there is such a big gap in the level of movie appreciation.

She said, "Do you hate this movie so much?"

If the story itself is not too out of logic, and the actors' acting skills are basically online, Song Zhaoshui thinks it is acceptable. She planned to ask Xie Nanting's opinion, maybe she could learn something new.

Unexpectedly, Xie Nanting said: "I just hate this story, it makes people sad."

"Why?" Song Zhaoshui was puzzled, "The ending of the story is good."

"The process is very hard," Xie Nanting said halfway through. Seeing Song Zhaoshui staggering, he hurriedly hugged him, "Are you alright?"

This hug gave him a feeling of no regrets in this life. The slender waist that he has coveted for a long time is under his palm, and even through a layer of knitted fabric, he can still feel the smoothness of his skin.

Fortunately, he still has time to think, is Zhao Shui too thin?

Song Zhaoshui blushed, she didn't pay attention for a while, and the heels of her high heels hooked the skirt. If it wasn't for Xie Nanting's timely response, she would probably have rolled down from here.

The two have been stuck here for a while, but fortunately they are the last row and will not block the way of others.

Song Zhaoshui said thank you softly, and then wanted to get out of his arms. But Xie Nanting didn't let go. He didn't look at her, and said seriously, "Let's go, what if you fall again?"

Song Zhaoshui said, "I won't fall."

When she walked normally, she wouldn't let the corners of her skirt get caught by high heels. It was just an accident.

But Xie Nanting had a different heart, how could he be willing to let go. He said, "Let's go, don't delay people's cleaning."

Song Zhaoshui: "..."

She moved uncomfortably, feeling very insecure. She felt that because of Xie Nanting's temperament, she felt that he was going to tickle her in the next second.

Xie Nanting noticed her resistance, compromised, and moved his hand from her waist to her shoulder: "Is this okay?"

He took a step back, and Song Zhaoshui also took a step back: "Okay."

It seems that couples are more intimate, she thought with a frown. But she used to keep the boundaries very clear, let alone touching her, she would feel uncomfortable when others touched her personal belongings. What if she doesn't get used to it? Someone can walk in and out of her apartment, hold her cat, use her cup, and even touch her...

She tilted her head and glanced at Xie Nanting, who pursed her lips and snickered, a little melancholy and worried.

Xie Nanting didn't realize it yet, he just thought to himself that sooner or later, he would be able to hug the waist of the people around him.

"You haven't said why you don't like this movie just now." Song Zhaoshui brought the topic back again.

Xie Nanting then said: "Although the ending is good, the two people in the middle have suffered too much. If it was me, I would rather catch up, be stalking or be stubborn, and I must take everything. I will not let the people I love live with misunderstandings and misunderstandings for so many years.”

In the movie, one year or ten years seems not to be time, but just three words "one year later" or "ten years later". A little more is to add English subtitles "one year later" or "ten years later". Presented in front of the audience in just a few seconds.

It doesn't matter how long it takes.

But in real life, how can separation be hasty?

He glanced at Song Zhaoshui, he only cared about his family before. And the family will not be separated for a long time because of a little misunderstanding, so they have not thought about this issue carefully at all.

But lovers are not the same as family members, and there is no blood relationship that maintains them, only love. He could perceive that Song Zhaoshui was actually a very independent, even a little closed person. If she finds that this relationship makes her unhappy, she is likely to choose to leave freely and return to the previous comfortable state again.

Xie Nanting felt that he was very lucky from childhood to adulthood. From career to love, he almost never hit a wall.

Song Zhaoshui accepted him. When it comes to love, there is probably a little bit, but not a lot. Some people look kind and have almost no sense of distance. You ask her for help and she will agree. You invite her to serve and she will not refuse.

But she won't ask you for help, and she won't take the initiative to invite you to dinner.

This is the problem.

Xie Nanting lowered his eyelashes, some questions he never thought about. But he knew in his heart that he was just the most unusual existence in Song Zhaoshui's life, which surprised her and made her curious. So, she decided to give it a try.

If it doesn't work out, she turns around and runs away.

Song Zhaoshui would leave him, just thinking about this thought was a pain in his heart. Xie Nanting's hand that was holding the person's shoulder unconsciously exerted a little force. Since you are curiously looking at it, don't think about withdrawing easily.

Whether food or beauty, he can serve it with both hands. It's impossible to leave.

He was going to wrap her around, tightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Zhaoshui asked, "If you don't like it, forget it, we won't watch it next time."

Xie Nanting knew that his words had been gently pushed away again, and he was a little discouraged in his heart. He smiled casually and said, "Okay."

Song Zhaoshui felt a little guilty, and walked with his head down and didn't speak.

When she got to the garage, Xie Nanting helped her open the car door. This is his habit, although Song Zhaoshui has repeatedly said that it is not necessary to do so, Xie Nanting still insists on doing it.

She took off her mask and was about to look down for the seat belt, when someone lifted her chin forcibly.

Xie Nanting's eyes were unprecedentedly serious, he looked at her deeply, then lowered his head and bent towards her.

Song Zhaoshui panicked for some reason, something exceeded her expectations, and she couldn't stop it.

"Xie Nanting!" she said, "you can't..."

Xie Nanting stopped, his eyes darkened, the hand that hooked her chin was released, and he rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb stiffly, smiling reluctantly: "lipstick is on."

Song Zhaoshui knew that this was an excuse. After eating the skewers, she realized that she didn't bring out her lipstick, so she simply wiped it off.

She paused: "Well, let's go back."

On the way back, neither of them spoke again. When she got off the bus, she said, "Good night."

Unbuckle your seat belt and get ready to get out of the car.

She thought that Xie Nanting was angry with her, and felt gloomy in her heart.I don't know if Mingming went out happily, so it would be like this.

Xie Nanting grabbed her wrist: "I owe me a good night kiss last time."

Song Zhaoshui didn't know why he brought this up at this time, and refused to admit it: "When?"

"The night when the relationship was confirmed." Xie Nanting said.

Song Zhaoshui was discouraged and sat there without moving.

She thought that Xie Nanting would come to kiss her, and after waiting for a while, she found that Xie Nanting was not moving, and looked at her without blinking.

She understood that this was angering her for her previous rejection, waiting for her to take the initiative.

Song Zhaoshui bit his lower lip, leaned over, and tapped a little on his lips.

Xie Nanting said: "Good night."