Chapter 25
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Outside the cinema, a lot of people were lining up in front of the kiosks, most of them lovers, their heads leaning together and whispering words that only two people could hear.
The lantern on the dome shines brightly here, and the air is filled with the smell of popcorn. It seems that Fu Zhen has not been to the cinema for a long time. It seems that the last time Fu Zhen went back to see a movie was two years ago. It seems that Fu Jianchen chartered the theater for Tang's crooked film and forced him to take his family to the cinema.
The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth closed into a straight line. He really didn't want to think of the past, which was not happy.
The procession is like a huge cicada pupa, crawling forward slowly. The people are whispering with their heads down. They mix with the music downstairs, and they can't hear anything clearly.
Finally, they were about to arrive. Jiang Hengshu turned back and asked Fu Zhen, "what do you want to see?"
Fu Zhen's eyes are scanning the screen in front of him. He didn't expect that he might come to the cinema with Jiang Hengshu today, so he didn't check several recent films.
"You choose." Fu Zhen gave the right of choice to Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu finally chose a star studded action comedy.
On holidays, people in the cinema are always more than usual. Good seats have been selected. Jiang Hengshu can only choose two seats in the back row. The movie starts at 8:50 and ends at about 11:00.
When Fu Zhen was in University, he studied video photography and took two semesters of film and Television Appreciation. Although he had a serious filter for Jiang Hengshu himself, he had to say that the film he picked was really rotten. Most of the jokes in it were popular on the Internet before. In fact, it's not impossible to use them, But the screenwriter has no ability to harmonize these lines with the style of the whole movie, which makes the actors feel embarrassed when they say it.
Fu Zhen didn't want to comment on the way he was taking. He pressed his forehead and suddenly felt a chill on his face. Fu Zhen stretched out his finger and touched it. He put it under his nose and gave it a kiss. It didn't smell fishy. It seems that this is not a horror story.
Fu Zhen looked up at the high dark dome of the projection hall. He could only see the darkness. The water continued to drip on the back of Fu Zhen's hand.
The seats around him are full. Besides, he doesn't want to be separated from Jiang Hengshu. The rest of Jiang Hengshu's eyes notices Fu Zhen's abnormality, "what's the matter?"
Fu Zhen shook his head and lied to Jiang Hengshu: "it's OK."
The light of the movie screen was reflected on Fu Zhen's face and his white and slender neck. It seemed that it would be broken if he folded it slightly. His face was a little bit red. If you get closer, you can see the fine fluff on his face. Jiang Hengshu suddenly felt that there was some heat in the studio. He should have bought two cokes when he came in just now.
Most of the best movies in the world have something in common, but bad movies can be rotten in a variety of ways. Today, watching this movie has opened the door to a new world for Fu Zhen.
After more than two hours of film, Fu Zhen hardly looked at the next one and a half hours. He secretly looked at Jiang Hengshu with the light of his eyes. Jiang Hengshu seemed very satisfied with the film he had chosen. He was attentive and sometimes showed a knowing smile.
Gradually, Fu Zhen became more daring. He simply turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu is really beautiful. His blue eyes are shining in the bright light. His nose is high and his thin lips are slightly pursed. When Jiang Hengshu laughs, Fu Zhen's corners of mouth can't help but go up.
The two-hour film is finally over. Fu Zhen has no idea what story is told in the film. He only remembers Jiang Hengshu's smiling lips.
The night in the deep winter is always frightening. When he comes out from the cinema, the cold wind stabs like a sharp blade. Fu Zhen shivers for a moment, and then sneezes. When he comes out today, he only wears a woolen coat. He should wear a thicker one, but the down jacket in the wardrobe is two years ago, which is a bit worn-out. When he is with Jiang Hengshu, he always I hope I can look better.
Jiang Hengshu, walking beside him, stops when he hears the sound. Fu Zhen looks at him askew and doesn't know what he wants to do. Then he sees Jiang Hengshu take off his windbreaker and put it on Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen was stunned again. Today, Jiang Hengshu was so kind to him that he always felt that he was dreaming. He secretly pinched himself, not a dream.
"I don't use it." Fu Zhen's words just finished, and sneezed again, the credibility of his words greatly reduced.
"Wear it. I'm not cold." Jiang Hengshu said.
Jiang Hengshu's windbreaker is only wearing a black high collar sweater. Standing under the colorful lights, it looks like a pavilion and a lonely pine. Fortunately, they only need to walk a short distance to get a taxi.
Fu Zhen grasped the collar of the windbreaker with his two hands. He followed Jiang Hengshu and looked at his back. He could feel that the temperature in the windbreaker was constantly spreading to his body. Fu Zhen suddenly had endless courage and motivation at this moment. He wanted to become a better person and a person who could be worthy of Jiang Hengshu.When looking at his car window, Fu Shuguang's vision is the same as that in henghuai.
It was too quiet in the car. Fu Zhen moved his fingers. He turned his head to Jiang Hengshu and asked, "what do you think of the film just now?"
"Not bad."
“……” It seems that there is no way to talk about this. Fu Zhen looks at Jiang Hengshu's expression and finds that he seriously thinks that the film just now is OK.
For the first time, Fu Zhen found that there may be a little difference between himself and Jiang Hengshu in terms of film aesthetics, but it doesn't matter. He will try to accommodate this difference. However, he is still very curious. From what aspect does Jiang Hengshu draw the conclusion that the film is OK, he asked: "what do you think is good?"
Jiang Hengshu thought for a moment, "it's very interesting."
His expression was so serious that he couldn't see what he looked like when he was smiling in the cinema.
Fu Zhen recalled several passages in the early stage of the film. He said to Jiang Hengshu, "it's very interesting."
Fu Zhen didn't know how to carry on this topic. He regretted that he only watched Jiang Hengshu when he was in the cinema. He couldn't extend any more topics about his movies.
"Li Hualun did a good job." Fu Zhen commented that this was the only advantage he could see in that film.
Jiang Hengshu: "yes, I have seen his other film before. He acted as a policeman in it, and I like it very much."
Fu Zhen raised his hand and pressed his forehead. If he remembers correctly, the movie Jiang Hengshu said about Li Hualun as a policeman should be a rotten film with a Douban rating of 41 released during the Spring Festival last year. Fortunately, he saw the film from the beginning to the end.
Therefore, Fu Zhen said to Jiang Hengshu with a smile: "I also like it very much. His posture of jumping down from the third floor of the shopping mall is very handsome."
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment: "it's OK." his tone was a little stiff, as if he lost his interest in Li Hualun in an instant.
Fu Zhen didn't notice this. All the way, he was chatting with Jiang Hengshu about the movie that Li Hualun starred in last year.
The car stopped in the street outside the building. Jiang Hengshu paid the driver step by step. They got out of the car. On the quiet street, there were occasionally vehicles speeding by. On both sides of the road, tall sycamore trees were casting a gloomy shadow on the ground reflecting street lamps.
Fu Zhen walked beside Jiang Hengshu and was about to enter the corridor. He hesitated and asked Jiang Hengshu in a low voice: "can you tell me about the person you like?"
Jiang Hengshu stopped for a moment, and immediately went on as if nothing had happened. He shook his head and said to Fu Zhen, "there is nothing to say."
He is not unwilling to say, is really unable to say, about that night's memory, messy, fuzzy, about the little mermaid, he can only think of a faint figure.
Does he like the little mermaid? Jiang Hengshu thought that he would not be deeply rooted in a stranger because of an accident. At that time, he was only moved by the melancholy tears of the little mermaid. He once thought about finding him and what to 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 beauty became clear in front of him for the first time. It was Fu Zhen.
While kissing the tears on his face, he couldn't help but rush to ask for more. He wanted to take good care of him and knead him into his body.
Jiang Hengshu understood something in a trance, because every time he saw Fu Zhen, his love overflowed.
Jiang Hengshu is not a compassionate person, but after meeting Fu Zhen, his heart is inexplicably soft. It seems that he started from the bus where they met for the first time, and when he bumped into his chest at his feet, the red line of fate was entangled on their fingertips from this moment on.
The fate between them is much closer than he imagined, but Jiang Hengshu doesn't know it.
Fu Zhen didn't speak any more. He didn't know what Jiang Hengshu's answer meant.
In the dark corridor, the sound of two people's feet crisscross, full of rhythm, like light rain ticking on the windowsill. The voice control lights in the corridor light up one by one with their footsteps, and then go out one by one, and return to the darkness.
Finally, outside the rental house, the two of them are about to separate and enter different rooms.
At the door of the rental room, Fu Zhen stopped and watched Jiang Hengshu take out the key from his pants pocket and insert it into the key hole. With a slight wrist twist and a click, the door opened.
Fu Zhen took off his windbreaker and sent it to Jiang Hengshu's eyes: "thank you."
"Happy New Year's day." Fu Zhen said.
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Outside the cinema, a lot of people were lining up in front of the kiosks, most of them lovers, their heads leaning together and whispering words that only two people could hear.
The lantern on the dome shines brightly here, and the air is filled with the smell of popcorn. It seems that Fu Zhen has not been to the cinema for a long time. It seems that the last time Fu Zhen went back to see a movie was two years ago. It seems that Fu Jianchen chartered the theater for Tang's crooked film and forced him to take his family to the cinema.
The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth closed into a straight line. He really didn't want to think of the past, which was not happy.
The procession is like a huge cicada pupa, crawling forward slowly. The people are whispering with their heads down. They mix with the music downstairs, and they can't hear anything clearly.
Finally, they were about to arrive. Jiang Hengshu turned back and asked Fu Zhen, "what do you want to see?"
Fu Zhen's eyes are scanning the screen in front of him. He didn't expect that he might come to the cinema with Jiang Hengshu today, so he didn't check several recent films.
"You choose." Fu Zhen gave the right of choice to Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu finally chose a star studded action comedy.
On holidays, people in the cinema are always more than usual. Good seats have been selected. Jiang Hengshu can only choose two seats in the back row. The movie starts at 8:50 and ends at about 11:00.
When Fu Zhen was in University, he studied video photography and took two semesters of film and Television Appreciation. Although he had a serious filter for Jiang Hengshu himself, he had to say that the film he picked was really rotten. Most of the jokes in it were popular on the Internet before. In fact, it's not impossible to use them, But the screenwriter has no ability to harmonize these lines with the style of the whole movie, which makes the actors feel embarrassed when they say it.
Fu Zhen didn't want to comment on the way he was taking. He pressed his forehead and suddenly felt a chill on his face. Fu Zhen stretched out his finger and touched it. He put it under his nose and gave it a kiss. It didn't smell fishy. It seems that this is not a horror story.
Fu Zhen looked up at the high dark dome of the projection hall. He could only see the darkness. The water continued to drip on the back of Fu Zhen's hand.
The seats around him are full. Besides, he doesn't want to be separated from Jiang Hengshu. The rest of Jiang Hengshu's eyes notices Fu Zhen's abnormality, "what's the matter?"
Fu Zhen shook his head and lied to Jiang Hengshu: "it's OK."
The light of the movie screen was reflected on Fu Zhen's face and his white and slender neck. It seemed that it would be broken if he folded it slightly. His face was a little bit red. If you get closer, you can see the fine fluff on his face. Jiang Hengshu suddenly felt that there was some heat in the studio. He should have bought two cokes when he came in just now.
Most of the best movies in the world have something in common, but bad movies can be rotten in a variety of ways. Today, watching this movie has opened the door to a new world for Fu Zhen.
After more than two hours of film, Fu Zhen hardly looked at the next one and a half hours. He secretly looked at Jiang Hengshu with the light of his eyes. Jiang Hengshu seemed very satisfied with the film he had chosen. He was attentive and sometimes showed a knowing smile.
Gradually, Fu Zhen became more daring. He simply turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu is really beautiful. His blue eyes are shining in the bright light. His nose is high and his thin lips are slightly pursed. When Jiang Hengshu laughs, Fu Zhen's corners of mouth can't help but go up.
The two-hour film is finally over. Fu Zhen has no idea what story is told in the film. He only remembers Jiang Hengshu's smiling lips.
The night in the deep winter is always frightening. When he comes out from the cinema, the cold wind stabs like a sharp blade. Fu Zhen shivers for a moment, and then sneezes. When he comes out today, he only wears a woolen coat. He should wear a thicker one, but the down jacket in the wardrobe is two years ago, which is a bit worn-out. When he is with Jiang Hengshu, he always I hope I can look better.
Jiang Hengshu, walking beside him, stops when he hears the sound. Fu Zhen looks at him askew and doesn't know what he wants to do. Then he sees Jiang Hengshu take off his windbreaker and put it on Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen was stunned again. Today, Jiang Hengshu was so kind to him that he always felt that he was dreaming. He secretly pinched himself, not a dream.
"I don't use it." Fu Zhen's words just finished, and sneezed again, the credibility of his words greatly reduced.
"Wear it. I'm not cold." Jiang Hengshu said.
Jiang Hengshu's windbreaker is only wearing a black high collar sweater. Standing under the colorful lights, it looks like a pavilion and a lonely pine. Fortunately, they only need to walk a short distance to get a taxi.
Fu Zhen grasped the collar of the windbreaker with his two hands. He followed Jiang Hengshu and looked at his back. He could feel that the temperature in the windbreaker was constantly spreading to his body. Fu Zhen suddenly had endless courage and motivation at this moment. He wanted to become a better person and a person who could be worthy of Jiang Hengshu.When looking at his car window, Fu Shuguang's vision is the same as that in henghuai.
It was too quiet in the car. Fu Zhen moved his fingers. He turned his head to Jiang Hengshu and asked, "what do you think of the film just now?"
"Not bad."
“……” It seems that there is no way to talk about this. Fu Zhen looks at Jiang Hengshu's expression and finds that he seriously thinks that the film just now is OK.
For the first time, Fu Zhen found that there may be a little difference between himself and Jiang Hengshu in terms of film aesthetics, but it doesn't matter. He will try to accommodate this difference. However, he is still very curious. From what aspect does Jiang Hengshu draw the conclusion that the film is OK, he asked: "what do you think is good?"
Jiang Hengshu thought for a moment, "it's very interesting."
His expression was so serious that he couldn't see what he looked like when he was smiling in the cinema.
Fu Zhen recalled several passages in the early stage of the film. He said to Jiang Hengshu, "it's very interesting."
Fu Zhen didn't know how to carry on this topic. He regretted that he only watched Jiang Hengshu when he was in the cinema. He couldn't extend any more topics about his movies.
"Li Hualun did a good job." Fu Zhen commented that this was the only advantage he could see in that film.
Jiang Hengshu: "yes, I have seen his other film before. He acted as a policeman in it, and I like it very much."
Fu Zhen raised his hand and pressed his forehead. If he remembers correctly, the movie Jiang Hengshu said about Li Hualun as a policeman should be a rotten film with a Douban rating of 41 released during the Spring Festival last year. Fortunately, he saw the film from the beginning to the end.
Therefore, Fu Zhen said to Jiang Hengshu with a smile: "I also like it very much. His posture of jumping down from the third floor of the shopping mall is very handsome."
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment: "it's OK." his tone was a little stiff, as if he lost his interest in Li Hualun in an instant.
Fu Zhen didn't notice this. All the way, he was chatting with Jiang Hengshu about the movie that Li Hualun starred in last year.
The car stopped in the street outside the building. Jiang Hengshu paid the driver step by step. They got out of the car. On the quiet street, there were occasionally vehicles speeding by. On both sides of the road, tall sycamore trees were casting a gloomy shadow on the ground reflecting street lamps.
Fu Zhen walked beside Jiang Hengshu and was about to enter the corridor. He hesitated and asked Jiang Hengshu in a low voice: "can you tell me about the person you like?"
Jiang Hengshu stopped for a moment, and immediately went on as if nothing had happened. He shook his head and said to Fu Zhen, "there is nothing to say."
He is not unwilling to say, is really unable to say, about that night's memory, messy, fuzzy, about the little mermaid, he can only think of a faint figure.
Does he like the little mermaid? Jiang Hengshu thought that he would not be deeply rooted in a stranger because of an accident. At that time, he was only moved by the melancholy tears of the little mermaid. He once thought about finding him and what to 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 beauty became clear in front of him for the first time. It was Fu Zhen.
While kissing the tears on his face, he couldn't help but rush to ask for more. He wanted to take good care of him and knead him into his body.
Jiang Hengshu understood something in a trance, because every time he saw Fu Zhen, his love overflowed.
Jiang Hengshu is not a compassionate person, but after meeting Fu Zhen, his heart is inexplicably soft. It seems that he started from the bus where they met for the first time, and when he bumped into his chest at his feet, the red line of fate was entangled on their fingertips from this moment on.
The fate between them is much closer than he imagined, but Jiang Hengshu doesn't know it.
Fu Zhen didn't speak any more. He didn't know what Jiang Hengshu's answer meant.
In the dark corridor, the sound of two people's feet crisscross, full of rhythm, like light rain ticking on the windowsill. The voice control lights in the corridor light up one by one with their footsteps, and then go out one by one, and return to the darkness.
Finally, outside the rental house, the two of them are about to separate and enter different rooms.
At the door of the rental room, Fu Zhen stopped and watched Jiang Hengshu take out the key from his pants pocket and insert it into the key hole. With a slight wrist twist and a click, the door opened.
Fu Zhen took off his windbreaker and sent it to Jiang Hengshu's eyes: "thank you."
"Happy New Year's day." Fu Zhen said.
Outside the cinema, a lot of people were lining up in front of the kiosks, most of them lovers, their heads leaning together and whispering words that only two people could hear. The lantern on the dome shines brightly here, and the air is filled with the smell of popcorn. It seems that Fu Zhen has not been to the cinema for a long time. It seems that the last time Fu Zhen went back to see a movie was two years ago. It seems that Fu Jianchen chartered the theater for Tang's crooked film and forced him to take his family to the cinema. The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth closed into a straight line. He really didn't want to think of the past, which was not happy. The procession is like a huge cicada pupa, crawling forward slowly. The people are whispering with their heads down. They mix with the music downstairs, and they can't hear anything clearly. Finally, they were about to arrive. Jiang Hengshu turned back and asked Fu Zhen, "what do you want to see?" Fu Zhen's eyes are scanning the screen in front of him. He didn't expect that he might come to the cinema with Jiang Hengshu today, so he didn't check several recent films. "You choose." Fu Zhen gave the right of choice to Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu finally chose a star studded action comedy. On holidays, people in the cinema are always more than usual. Good seats have been selected. Jiang Hengshu can only choose two seats in the back row. The movie starts at 8:50 and ends at about 11:00. When Fu Zhen was in University, he studied video photography and took two semesters of film and Television Appreciation. Although he had a serious filter for Jiang Hengshu himself, he had to say that the film he picked was really rotten. Most of the jokes in it were popular on the Internet before. In fact, it's not impossible to use them, But the screenwriter has no ability to harmonize these lines with the style of the whole movie, which makes the actors feel embarrassed when they say it. Fu Zhen didn't want to comment on the way he was taking. He pressed his forehead and suddenly felt a chill on his face. Fu Zhen stretched out his finger and touched it. He put it under his nose and gave it a kiss. It didn't smell fishy. It seems that this is not a horror story. Fu Zhen looked up at the high dark dome of the projection hall. He could only see the darkness. The water continued to drip on the back of Fu Zhen's hand. The seats around him are full. Besides, he doesn't want to be separated from Jiang Hengshu. The rest of Jiang Hengshu's eyes notices Fu Zhen's abnormality, "what's the matter?" Fu Zhen shook his head and lied to Jiang Hengshu: "it's OK." The light of the movie screen was reflected on Fu Zhen's face and his white and slender neck. It seemed that it would be broken if he folded it slightly. His face was a little bit red. If you get closer, you can see the fine fluff on his face. Jiang Hengshu suddenly felt that there was some heat in the studio. He should have bought two cokes when he came in just now. Most of the best movies in the world have something in common, but bad movies can be rotten in a variety of ways. Today, watching this movie has opened the door to a new world for Fu Zhen. After more than two hours of film, Fu Zhen hardly looked at the next one and a half hours. He secretly looked at Jiang Hengshu with the light of his eyes. Jiang Hengshu seemed very satisfied with the film he had chosen. He was attentive and sometimes showed a knowing smile. Gradually, Fu Zhen became more daring. He simply turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu is really beautiful. His blue eyes are shining in the bright light. His nose is high and his thin lips are slightly pursed. When Jiang Hengshu laughs, Fu Zhen's corners of mouth can't help but go up. The two-hour film is finally over. Fu Zhen has no idea what story is told in the film. He only remembers Jiang Hengshu's smiling lips. The night in the deep winter is always frightening. When he comes out from the cinema, the cold wind stabs like a sharp blade. Fu Zhen shivers for a moment, and then sneezes. When he comes out today, he only wears a woolen coat. He should wear a thicker one, but the down jacket in the wardrobe is two years ago, which is a bit worn-out. When he is with Jiang Hengshu, he always I hope I can look better. Jiang Hengshu, walking beside him, stops when he hears the sound. Fu Zhen looks at him askew and doesn't know what he wants to do. Then he sees Jiang Hengshu take off his windbreaker and put it on Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen was stunned again. Today, Jiang Hengshu was so kind to him that he always felt that he was dreaming. He secretly pinched himself, not a dream. "I don't use it." Fu Zhen's words just finished, and sneezed again, the credibility of his words greatly reduced. "Wear it. I'm not cold." Jiang Hengshu said. Jiang Hengshu's windbreaker is only wearing a black high collar sweater. Standing under the colorful lights, it looks like a pavilion and a lonely pine. Fortunately, they only need to walk a short distance to get a taxi. Fu Zhen grasped the collar of the windbreaker with his two hands. He followed Jiang Hengshu and looked at his back. He could feel that the temperature in the windbreaker was constantly spreading to his body. Fu Zhen suddenly had endless courage and motivation at this moment. He wanted to become a better person and a person who could be worthy of Jiang Hengshu.When looking at his car window, Fu Shuguang's vision is the same as that in henghuai. It was too quiet in the car. Fu Zhen moved his fingers. He turned his head to Jiang Hengshu and asked, "what do you think of the film just now?" "Not bad." It seems that there is no way to talk about this. Fu Zhen looks at Jiang Hengshu's expression and finds that he seriously thinks that the film just now is OK. For the first time, Fu Zhen found that there may be a little difference between himself and Jiang Hengshu in terms of film aesthetics, but it doesn't matter. He will try to accommodate this difference. However, he is still very curious. From what aspect does Jiang Hengshu draw the conclusion that the film is OK, he asked: "what do you think is good?" Jiang Hengshu thought for a moment, "it's very interesting." His expression was so serious that he couldn't see what he looked like when he was smiling in the cinema. Fu Zhen recalled several passages in the early stage of the film. He said to Jiang Hengshu, "it's very interesting." Fu Zhen didn't know how to carry on this topic. He regretted that he only watched Jiang Hengshu when he was in the cinema. He couldn't extend any more topics about his movies. "Li Hualun did a good job." Fu Zhen commented that this was the only advantage he could see in that film. Jiang Hengshu: "yes, I have seen his other film before. He acted as a policeman in it, and I like it very much." Fu Zhen raised his hand and pressed his forehead. If he remembers correctly, the movie Jiang Hengshu said about Li Hualun as a policeman should be a rotten film with a Douban rating of 41 released during the Spring Festival last year. Fortunately, he saw the film from the beginning to the end. Therefore, Fu Zhen said to Jiang Hengshu with a smile: "I also like it very much. His posture of jumping down from the third floor of the shopping mall is very handsome." Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment: "it's OK." his tone was a little stiff, as if he lost his interest in Li Hualun in an instant. Fu Zhen didn't notice this. All the way, he was chatting with Jiang Hengshu about the movie that Li Hualun starred in last year. The car stopped in the street outside the building. Jiang Hengshu paid the driver step by step. They got out of the car. On the quiet street, there were occasionally vehicles speeding by. On both sides of the road, tall sycamore trees were casting a gloomy shadow on the ground reflecting street lamps. Fu Zhen walked beside Jiang Hengshu and was about to enter the corridor. He hesitated and asked Jiang Hengshu in a low voice: "can you tell me about the person you like?" Jiang Hengshu stopped for a moment, and immediately went on as if nothing had happened. He shook his head and said to Fu Zhen, "there is nothing to say." He is not unwilling to say, is really unable to say, about that night's memory, messy, fuzzy, about the little mermaid, he can only think of a faint figure. Does he like the little mermaid? Jiang Hengshu thought that he would not be deeply rooted in a stranger because of an accident. At that time, he was only moved by the melancholy tears of the little mermaid. He once thought about finding him and what to 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 beauty became clear in front of him for the first time. It was Fu Zhen. While kissing the tears on his face, he couldn't help but rush to ask for more. He wanted to take good care of him and knead him into his body. Jiang Hengshu understood something in a trance, because every time he saw Fu Zhen, his love overflowed. Jiang Hengshu is not a compassionate person, but after meeting Fu Zhen, his heart is inexplicably soft. It seems that he started from the bus where they met for the first time, and when he bumped into his chest at his feet, the red line of fate was entangled on their fingertips from this moment on. The fate between them is much closer than he imagined, but Jiang Hengshu doesn't know it. Fu Zhen didn't speak any more. He didn't know what Jiang Hengshu's answer meant. In the dark corridor, the sound of two people's feet crisscross, full of rhythm, like light rain ticking on the windowsill. The voice control lights in the corridor light up one by one with their footsteps, and then go out one by one, and return to the darkness. Finally, outside the rental house, the two of them are about to separate and enter different rooms. At the door of the rental room, Fu Zhen stopped and watched Jiang Hengshu take out the key from his pants pocket and insert it into the key hole. With a slight wrist twist and a click, the door opened. Fu Zhen took off his windbreaker and sent it to Jiang Hengshu's eyes: "thank you." "Happy New Year's day." Fu Zhen said.
