I never went to the cinema and rarely watched movies.

In addition to classes and work-study in school, I usually like to soak in the library because I can learn knowledge without spending money.

How can I, who have no knowledge, deserve to walk with Mr. Zhuang? So when I went to the cinema, I subconsciously fell two steps behind.

I cautiously followed behind him, watching his steps and secretly synchronizing, but because of his big steps, I always took a few steps to speed up and keep up, and then readjusted to synchronize with him.

When he inquired about the location of the movie theater in front of me, I stared at his back obsessively. At this moment, I felt as if he belonged to me alone, and the uncontrollable happiness overflowed from the corner of my mouth and turned into a smile.

He soon realized that I was not with him, and when he turned back to look for me, I hurriedly lowered my head.

"Don't get lost. He whispered a whisper and naturally took my wrist.

His face suddenly burned into coals, spreading all the way to the root of his ears. My eyes were burning on the hand on my wrist, and I felt like I was about to fly with happiness.

I secretly like him like this, no one knows anyway. I don't want to force myself not to love him anymore, and I really don't want to go through that feeling that life is worse than death.

The movie theater was full of couples, and I was pulled by Mr. Zhuang like this, and I always had the illusion that I was really his girlfriend now.

I thought to myself, I'm going to be presumptuous once tonight, and I'll treat him as my boyfriend for one night tonight, okay? From tomorrow onwards, I promise not to show my thoughts again.

I was happily stealing joy when Mr. Zhuang suddenly stuffed a large paper tube into my arms, which was filled with fragrant creamy popcorn.

"You little girls should like this, waiting for me here. Mr. Zhuang didn't say where he was going, and walked away in stride. When I tried to catch up, it was too late to bloom, so I could only stand in place with fragrant popcorn in my hand.

Because the popcorn was so fragrant, I felt that my saliva was being gluttonous, and when I looked up and saw that Mr. Zhuang didn't come, I couldn't help but stuff one into my mouth.

The rich milky flavor immediately spreads in my mouth, and the sweet taste is just like my mood at the moment, which is particularly beautiful.

But just as I was about to bite it open, a hand suddenly slapped me on the shoulder from behind. I was startled, and when I looked back, a girl with red lips and white teeth asked me with a smile, "Is that handsome guy your brother?"

Breathing suddenly becomes disordered, brother?

I looked away in embarrassment, a little flustered, a little nervous, and a little embarrassed.

I've never had a girl of the same age take care of me when I went out before, but I hate that the girl in front of me pays so much attention to Mr. Zhuang.

Her expectant eyes made me very depressed, but I didn't know how to reply, so I had to bow my head sullenly and say nothing.

She snorted unhappily, and the girl who was with her quickly pulled her away. The moment the two of them walked away, I vaguely heard the girl who asked me just now say that I might be Mr. Zhuang's lover.

Lover?

The word pierced my heart like a needle, and my nose suddenly became sour and uncomfortable.

Zhao Yaru's words that warned me before began to spin in my mind like scriptures, and I clung to the bucket of popcorn, feeling very uncomfortable. But I really want to watch a movie with Mr. Zhuang, no matter what the movie is, as long as he is there.

While I was struggling, Mr. Zhuang came back with two glasses of juice.

He looked at me stunned and gently waved his hand in front of my eyes: "What's wrong?"

I came back to my senses and was too panicked to look at him, because I was afraid that he would see my eyes that might have turned red: "Mr. Zhuang, a very beautiful girl asked me for your phone just now." It's beautiful, it's beautiful, and it's beautiful. ”

I don't know why I'm telling him this, but the sour feeling in my heart reminds me that I'm eating jealousy that I don't deserve to eat.

Mr. Zhuang chuckled, put his big hand on my back and took me in: "Don't pay attention." ”

He is so good, there must be many girls who like him. I subconsciously looked at my dress, jeans and a solid color T-shirt, which couldn't be compared to the girl just now.

I secretly took a deep breath and followed Mr. Zhuang into the screening room.

It was a little dark inside, and Mr. Zhuang grabbed my wrist tightly to find a seat. Before he could let go of his hand after he sat down, I secretly stared at it and looked at it, full of joy and did not want to remind him to let go.

I was still uncomfortable just now, but now as soon as he appears, I have left all the unhappiness behind, this kind of sudden joy and sorrow is very mysterious, it turns out that one person's joy, anger and sorrow can really be tightly tied to another person.

There were all couples in front of me, and I saw that the couple in front of me was drinking the same drink one by one, and there was a single fever on my face.

Mr. Zhuang saw that I had not eaten popcorn, and asked with concern: "What, don't you like to eat it?"

As he spoke, he took one and stuffed it into his mouth in confusion, and after eating it slowly, he commented: "It tastes good, but if you don't like it, don't eat it." ”

As he spoke, he was about to take the popcorn away from my arms, and I subconsciously hugged it tightly in my arms: "Mr. Zhuang, I like to eat." ”

As long as you buy it for me, I like it.

He chuckled and shook his head: "Eat, don't be embarrassed." I've been married to Yaru for so long, I've never been to the cinema together, she's always busy doing beauty shopping, she doesn't like this environment, and she always says it's too noisy. ”

I was a little embarrassed, and the happiness hidden in my heart fell silent again.

It turned out that he took me to watch the movie just to make me happy, not really wanted me to watch the movie with him.

At this moment, he is thinking of Zhao Yaru, he should love her very much, right?

There was an inexplicable emotion in my heart, and when I thought of the scene where he kissed me before, my body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Does Mr. Zhuang like me in the slightest?

We started from the most intimate step before, so he kissing me doesn't mean he likes me, right? He must not be able to see women crying, and Zhao Yaru may have comforted her like this when she cried.

I absentmindedly stuffed popcorn into my mouth, and when Mr. Zhuang laughed softly, I knew that the movie had begun.

Where do I have the heart to watch a movie, I can't help but tilt my head slightly to stare at Mr. Zhuang with my spare eyes.

The light on the screen reflected on his face, and the flickering light set off his facial features more three-dimensionally. I can see that he is very happy, maybe he likes the environment of the cinema, but Zhao Yaru never wants to accompany him.

Mr. Zhuang inadvertently turned his head sideways at me, and I was so frightened that I quickly lowered my head and stuffed popcorn into my mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. His doting tone seemed like coaxing a child.

The corners of my mouth twitched in embarrassment, and I couldn't help but whisper to him: "Mr. Zhuang, I'm not a child. ”

"In front of me, you're a child. He suddenly raised his hand and rubbed it on the top of my head, and gently rubbed it twice.

My body immediately began to get hot, I liked his actions just now, and I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth and smirk as if I was happy.

I lowered my head and sneaked a glance over him.

Unexpectedly, he also happened to turn his head to look at me, leaned over to me, and leaned closer to me, and asked in my ear, "Do I have dirty things on my face?"

I was stunned: "No." ”

"Hehe, what are you always staring at me? Don't you like this movie?"

I tugged at the corners of my mouth in shame, and it turned out that he had seen it all.

In order to avoid being suspicious of him, I had to hand the popcorn to him: "Mr. Zhuang, I just want to ask if you eat popcorn, otherwise I will eat it alone." ”

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But I didn't know what was going on, I subconsciously thought that he wanted me to feed him, and I was overjoyed, so I immediately pinched one and handed it directly to his mouth.

Mr. Zhuang paused, and suddenly burst out laughing.

However, he did not refuse, and only after biting into his mouth did he shake his head and refuse: "You can eat it, just let it go if you can't finish it, I don't like to eat these sweets." ”

I couldn't help but smirk at the corners of my mouth and start eating popcorn again.

I didn't know what that movie was playing at all, but the young couple in front of me suddenly started kissing, and then I saw the hero and heroine on the screen also kissing, and I immediately thought of the kiss in the hotel before.

My heart beat faster, and I couldn't help but glance at Mr. Zhuang, who was staring at the screen intently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Towards the end, his cell phone rang.

I accidentally saw the caller's name, it was Zhao Yaru.

I suddenly felt like a thief, and my face became nervous.

Mr. Zhuang frowned and didn't answer the phone, but just put the phone on silent. But as soon as the phone hung up, Zhao Yaru's phone called again.

At that time, we sat in the middle of that row, and it was very troublesome to go out, and some people did not sit in their seats properly, so Mr. Zhuang frowned and glanced at it, and directly connected it in the cinema: "Yaru, is there something wrong?"

He held the microphone and lowered his voice, but Zhao Yaru still heard the movement here, and I vaguely heard her asking Mr. Zhuang's address.

Mr. Zhuang sighed helplessly: "Yaru, don't make trouble." ”

"Why am I making a fuss? Who are you watching with in the cinema?" Zhao Yaru smiled good-naturedly and asked a little carelessly.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at me and lowered his voice a little more: "Is there anything you can't go back to?"

Zhao Yaru's voice suddenly became sharper: "Did Zhou Jin go with you? What are you watching, romance movies, horror movies?"

Mr. Zhuang didn't say anything more and hung up the phone directly.

Later, his mobile phone lit up and went off, went off and on, and after repeating it several times, it completely stopped moving.

I nervously pinched a handful of sweat, and just as I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, my phone actually rang.

The caller is: Sister Yaru.