Wen Jingjing thought about it for a moment: "When I bought the ticket to quit and change shows, I may have made the wrong mark accidentally."
Shen Qinghe wanted to cry but had no tears.
As a host, she knows that making money is not easy. Two movie tickets cost less than a hundred dollars, and she may not be able to earn back even if she broadcasts for two hours.
Bite the bullet: "Look!"
She must share her horse-catching experience with her friends in her circle of friends.
I selected a few photos that I was satisfied with and posted them on WeChat Moments, and they were easily located.
There was a very small audience for the ghost movie at 8 o'clock. There were only a few people here and there, and they were seated quite spread out.
Wen Jingjing is quite courageous, and her attitude towards ghost movies is that she only needs someone to watch them with her.
However, Shen Qinghe couldn't do it. He was very afraid of the scene where a ghost suddenly appeared.
Keep your head down and look for a seat.
Shen Qinghe politely said: "Hello, could you please give way, we are seated inside."
The man was wearing a peaked cap with the brim of the cap set very low. He was leaning slightly sideways, with his long legs pressed against the seat.
After sitting down and watching other movie trailers for a few minutes, the movie officially started.
Shen Qinghe clung to the back of the chair, leaned back, squinted his eyes, and immediately closed his eyes when the horrifying scene appeared.
There was a scene in the middle where Shen Qinghe relaxed and ate popcorn leisurely.
The terrifying scene was about to come, and she subconsciously leaned to the side. Her voice trembled slightly and sounded like she was crying: "Jingjing, I'm afraid."
In her panic, she didn't notice that she was turning in the wrong direction.
He reached out and hugged the arm of the person next to him tightly, and rubbed his entire upper body into their arms.
A chuckle came from above her head, and the sound passed through her ears ambiguously, numbing her ears, followed by a low and hoarse voice.
"You're so timid, you still want to watch?"
There was a smile at the corner of his mouth and teasing hidden in his voice.
It’s Jiangyao!
Shen Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, his eyes brightened and he quickly calmed down: "I'm happy."
She squeezed his arm tightly, as if taking a reassurance, and gradually became less afraid.
It feels pretty good.
Jiang Yao's eyes fell on her injured hand, and the band-aid had been replaced with a new one.
He accidentally caught a glimpse of her chest, and the softness that just touched her left him, which made him feel a little horny inexplicably.
Fortunately, the lighting in the theater was dim and no one could notice the tips of his ears that were bleeding red.
Wen Jingjing in the corner witnessed the whole process, not even missing her fleeting surprise.
That's the look you get when you like someone.
Suddenly I felt that she should be under the car, not here.
At the end of the movie, Jiang Yao went out to answer a phone call and never came back.
Shen Qinghe felt empty and harassed Wen Jingjing, who had been neglected by her for a long time.
Wen Jingjing pushed her little head away, withdrew her arm and lowered her voice: "Go find your Jiang Yao."
Shen Qinghe curled his lips and continued to post shamelessly: "He is not mine, you are."
"You, from time to time..." I like Jiang Yao.
Father, like son.
Wen Jingjing did not say anything in the end.
After finally getting to the end of the movie, Shen Qinghe jumped up and left his seat, closely following Wen Jingjing who was walking diagonally in front.
The lights in the corridor were dim, creating a rather permeable atmosphere.
After watching a ghost movie, I have sequelae.
I always feel like there are souls floating around everywhere.
Shen Qinghe leaned closer again, covering her rapidly beating chest with his hands. The slightest movement could scare her out of her wits.
I will never watch ghost movies again.
There was a shadow moving on the corridor at the corner.
The shadow was elongated, like a ghost with a green face and fangs, which was a bit scary.
My heart palpitated.
The figure gradually became clearer.
Jiang Yao was holding a cigarette in his mouth, tilting his head and pacing back and forth while talking on the phone, as if he was a little impatient.
Probably sensing the sound, he turned around and looked over.
The phone slipped onto his neck, his hand covering the receiver, and he whispered softly: "Have you finished reading?"
Shen Qinghe nodded and said nothing more.
"wait for me."
Jiang Yao gave a few brief instructions and hung up the phone.
——
The rain in late autumn comes at any time without any warning.
A lot of people taking shelter from the rain had gathered at the door.
Seeing this, Wen Jingjing turned around and ran into the convenience store to buy an umbrella.
The first few empty trucks drove up and picked up many people.
The wind blew with the rain, and Shen Qinghe shivered and hugged his arms tightly.
Jiang Yao caught a glimpse of her huddled up, handed her the umbrella, took off his coat, and put it on her body: "Put it on."
Just when Shen Qinghe was about to take off his clothes and give them to him, Jiang Yao grabbed the edge of the zipper and took two steps towards him. He said helplessly and dotingly: "Be good!"
Shen Qinghe was like a little chicken being lifted up, not even daring to breathe, all he could see was his enlarged face.
Get dressed obediently.
There is a light woody fragrance lingering in the nose.
Wen Jingjing bought two umbrellas and handed one to Jiang Yao.
Shen Qinghe got under Wen Jingjing's umbrella and refused to leave no matter how much she rolled her eyes.
"Don't hug me." Wen Jingjing pushed her away.
"No! I'm afraid you'll be cold!"
"I don't want to hug Jiang Yao indirectly."
"Huh? He didn't hug me." There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.
However, it is no different from hugging.
Jiang Yao dropped his usual drawl: "Want to hug me?"
"No." Shen Qinghe's cheeks were slightly red and he changed the subject dryly, "Jingjing, I didn't understand what you said."
"I mean, if you hug me while wearing his coat, isn't that an indirect hug with him?"
Jiang Yao stood on the side of the road holding an umbrella, stopped a car and gestured for them to go over.
He opened the car door, put his hands on the roof, and let the two girls get in first.
Jiang Yao was the last one to get in the car. He opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his eyes fell on the rearview mirror in the car, staring at Shen Qinghe through the reflection.
Passionate and straightforward.
——
When we arrived at the dormitory, the rain gradually subsided.
Shen Qinghe went to take a shower first and made the bathroom steaming hot before letting Wen Jingjing go in to take a shower.
Make ginger tea in hot water and drink it when she comes out.
The other two people didn't know where they were going and were sending messages in the dormitory group.
Shen Qinghe: Did you bring an umbrella?
Chen Anzhi: Take it, Xiaoxiao and I are together!
I was scrolling through my phone boredly when I suddenly remembered something. I clicked on my work account and wanted to contact Galaxy.
What to say?
At the critical moment, I became at a loss for words.
Wen Jingjing came out of the shower and saw that she was still wrapping her hair in a towel, so she urged: "Why are you dazed? Let's blow dry your hair!"
"How do you seduce someone who is cold and venomous?" Shen Qinghe stared at the screen for fifteen minutes, unable to say a word.
"Are you talking about Jiang Yao?"
"No, it's Yinhe." Shen Qinghe said absently, "Is Jiang Yao cold and cold?"
"In my eyes, a bit."
Shen Qinghe suddenly had an idea and hugged Wen Jingjing excitedly: "Sister, you are my god!"
Wen Jingjing was shaken so hard by her: "Stop, what did you think of?"
"They are the same kind of people. I can ask Jiang Yao to help chase the Milky Way."