Chapter 317: Hands Held in the Dark
The cinema is not far from the hotel, and it only takes about 20 minutes for two people to walk there.
Yan Weiming pinched the time, and as soon as the time came, he took Bai Qimeng out of the door.
It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening, which was when the number of pedestrians began to decrease, and there were fewer people in this area because of the distance and the development of this area.
Both of them were wearing masks and dressed casually, although their height and temperament were still eye-catching, but fortunately, there were not many people on the street, so no one noticed them.
The early November night was chilly despite the breeze.
Bai Qimeng trembled unconsciously, and wrapped his coat tightly again.
Seeing this, Yan Weiming, who was beside him, wordlessly took her left hand, and after feeling the coldness of her left hand, he held it and put it in his pocket.
Bai Qimeng's gaze looked at his left hand, and he was closer to him.
At this moment, the two are just like ordinary couples, doing what every couple does.
They go on dates, watch movies together, walk the streets together in the middle of a late winter night, and get close to each other because of the cold.
The two walked side by side, the dim street lamp elongating the two already slender bodies.
When he arrived at the movie theater, it was exactly five minutes before the movie started, Bai Qimeng skillfully trotted over to get the ticket, and then took Yan Weiming and ran towards the ticket gate.
There were only the two of them and a few staff members in the lobby of the movie theater, and no one found out who they were.
Although the staff at the ticket gate were obviously a little scared when they saw the two people wearing masks, they still gave out 3D glasses to let the two of them in after checking the tickets.
Bai Qimeng followed the words on the ticket to find the target theater.
Sure enough, because the movie was about to start, the lights in the theater at this time had been turned off, and there were three people sitting inside.
The two of them found a seat in the corner with the help of the light of the commercials on the big screen, and the movie began to play when they both sat down.
I haven't been to the theater to watch a movie for a long time, Bai Qimeng can't help but be a little excited, the corners of her mouth have been upturned, and her eyes are looking at the screen attentively.
Yan Weiming sat beside her, and seemed to enjoy this kind of time too.
"I've heard that director Simon has been making this movie for a long time." Bai Qimeng whispered, took off her mask and leaned back in her chair.
Yan Weiming also took off his mask, and kept looking at Bai Qimeng's side face.
As if feeling this scorching gaze, Bai Qimeng turned his head.
There was some doubt in her eyes, but after several seconds of staring at each other, it turned into an indescribable excitement.
"I'm going to watch a movie." She whispered.
"Well, let's watch together."
Somehow, Yan Weiming could hear what she said, even though she was already very quiet just now, Yan Weiming still heard it.
Both of them looked at the screen together, but their hands were tightly clasped together.
The movie is a fantasy movie, based on foreign folk tales, about the wonderful encounter of a teenager after he mistakenly enters the enchanted forest.
Bai Qimeng could see at a glance that the background was almost all special effects, and while marveling at the sophistication of the special effects in her heart, she was nervous and worried about the perfect coordination of the plot and soundtrack.
The style of the movie suddenly changed, from the fantasy at the beginning to the adventure that made people feel ci ji.
Bai Qimeng was too involved, and her body sat up straight unconsciously.
The light of the movie screen dimmed because the content was night, and because of the plot, she was so frightened by the sudden sound effect that she trembled, and when she recovered, she realized that her hand was still being held.
"Don't be afraid." Yan Weiming said softly.
Yan Weiming loosened a little, and then opened his palm again, skillfully holding her ten fingers.