If it was not for their own obstruction, perhaps now sitting next to Zheng Quzhi is him.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan's eyes light slightly.

As the movie began, the whole theater was quiet. Zheng Quzhi pushed the popcorn to Wei Yan's direction and whispered, "eat it."

Wei Yan lowered her head, looked at the pile of yellow things, frowned slightly, and refused: "I don't want it."

It looks dirty. I have no appetite.

Zheng Quzhi took the things back and couldn't help shaking his head: "so delicious, you don't want it?"

On hearing this, Wei Yan pursed her lips and moved her fingers. Suddenly, she stretched out her face giving hand. After twisting one, she frowned and put it into her mouth.

It's sweet and greasy.

Just the moment of unhappiness dissipated, Wei Yan squinted happily, thinking of the chocolate he had eaten for several years.

The next time, Zheng Quzhi found Wei Yan's hand stretched out to the popcorn in front of him many times, and the sound of chewing gently sounded in his ear.

Zheng Qu knows nothing and moves the popcorn to Wei Yan's direction without exposing Wei Yan who is slapped in the face.

A movie lasts one hour and forty minutes. Zheng Quzhi looks at himself on the screen and is filled with emotion. Although it took so long, his time on the screen may not add up to 10 minutes.

On the contrary, some of the films are not watery. In fact, Zheng Quzhi has no feelings for this, and he is not a leading actor. What he plays is an unpleasant role, which is meaningless.

It's drowsy.

Zheng Quzhi bowed his head and dozed off for a while. Wei Yan turned her head and saw Zheng Quzhi's head up. After sleeping soundly, her eyes twitched slightly.

He put Zheng Quzhi's head on his shoulder and pulled up his mask on his chin. Then he put his eyes on the screen again.

It happened to be Zheng Quzhi's lens, wearing the school uniform of Yanglin Town high school, laughing wantonly and madly. Wei Yan's eyebrows and eyes softened down, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Wei?" On the other side, there was a man's voice.

Wei Yan's smile was closed. She looked at it calmly and did not speak.

Seeing Wei Yan, Lin niansi smiles brightly. Even though he is asleep, Zheng Quzhi still holds popcorn tightly. His tone is ironic: "I didn't expect that Mr. Wei and Zheng Quzhi have such a good relationship. Let's see the film together?"

Wei Yan's voice was cold enough to be dregs: "I live with him."

Smell speech, Lin Nian four corners of the mouth smile froze.

Wei Yan turned back, looked up at the screen seriously and stopped talking. There was a low click behind him, like the sound of taking a picture. Wei Yan's eyelashes moved. It's rare that he didn't take care of it.

It's about 10:30 after the film ends. Wei Yan shakes Zheng Quzhi's shoulder and calls him in a low voice: "Zheng Quzhi, Zheng Quzhi?"

Zheng Quzhi opened his eyes in a muddle: "is it over?"

The voice is low and hoarse, with just waking up lazy.

Several female college students came over and stood in front of Lin niansi with excited faces: "Hello, you are Lin Lin Nian Si? "

Lin niansi nodded his head with a gentle smile: "yes, do you want to sign it?"

Hearing Lin niansi's voice, Zheng Quzhi's sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and secretly rolled his eyes. Zheng Quzhi got up and prepared to leave.

"Qu Zhi, you wait for me." Before taking the first step, I heard the gentle voice of Lin niansi behind him.

"The soft tone of Zheng is much better than that of my face, which is much better when I look back."

With that, he smiles at Lin niansi's fans who are looking at him, regardless of whether they can let them see their sincere smile with their masks on, pulling Wei Yan away.

"Zheng Quzhi! How handsome you are in it

"Zheng Quzhi, can you sign my name?"

"I want a group photo! I want a group photo! "

Suddenly, a few more female fans rushed over and yelled at Zheng Quzhi in shock.

Seeing that others like themselves, Zheng Quzhi's displeasure dissipated. He was busy and kind-hearted and gave them signature and group photo.

When he responded, Wei Yan was squeezed into a small corner. How pitiful was that lonely little figure. Because of the fans' demands, he was closely crowded with Lin niansi, and he almost had to kiss each other.

Realizing this, Zheng Quzhi opened the distance between himself and Lin niansi and said to other female fans: "sorry, my friend is still waiting for me. I have to go first. Thank you."

Most of the fans' attention was on Lin niansi, so they didn't care too much. Zheng Quzhi successfully squeezed out without paying attention.

"Wei Yan, I'm sorry!" Zheng Quzhi quickly went to Wei Yan's side and scratched his head embarrassed.

Because he had just been squeezed out of the crowd, his little chestnut curly hair, which had just been made a few days ago, was a little scattered. Wei Yan narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to fiddle with his hair. His face was a rare concentration.Finally, the cool hand somehow reached the ear.

Both were stunned.

For a long time, Wei Yan pinched Zheng Quzhi's earlobe and whispered, "I don't like you standing with him."

The place that Wei Yan pinched suddenly burned. Zheng Quzhi felt uncomfortable and cleared his throat. He leaned close to Wei Yan's ear and lowered his voice: "in fact, I don't like it either."

With that, he took Wei Yan and left.

Who cares what Lin Nian Si waits for? Ghosts wait for him!

Lin niansi, surrounded by fans, looked at the direction of the two people's departure, with a smile on his face: "OK, ladies and gentlemen, my friends are out, and I'm going to go too!"

Smile out, immediately infatuated with a small fan sister. It happened that some staff came into the love scene, and the little fans finally reluctantly let him go.

Unfortunately, when he got outside, he couldn't see any of them. Lin niansi stopped by the street, some lost head.

Click -

picture freeze frame.

***

"how was the movie, sir?" Qi Shan, sitting in the front passenger's seat, bared his teeth and asked his husband by the window with a smile.

"Not bad." The word Wei is like a nightmare.

Qi Bo's eyes crossed a different color and put his eyes on Zheng Quzhi: "what's the matter? Did you annoy my husband? "

"Wronged!" Zheng Quzhi showed his hands: "I really didn't mean to blame Lin niansi. I had to delay for a short time because he had to pull me up."

Then I don't know whether it was pushed by or Wei Yan himself. Anyway, when he looked at it, the famous big man leaned on the corner pitifully, with a black face like the bottom of a pot and a look of anger.

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