Until the movie ended, Xu Qing still didn't get his wish.
Playing little hands in the darkened theater, such a simple desire fell through.
As the audience left their seats and the house lights came back on, the couple in the corner walked out naturally holding hands.
"Let's go."
Xu Qing, with his unfinished bottle of water and half a bucket of popcorn, stood up; this stuff tasted better when eaten at leisure at home than in the theater.
Just wondering what Jiang He was pondering over in her little mind...
Could the movie have been too shocking for her?
It shouldn't be... Although he was quite moved when he first saw it, Jiang He probably would find it hard to empathize.
"Do... Do you really like my hand?"
The silent Jiang He spoke in a low voice as they walked out of the cinema, only when there was nobody around.
"Huh?"
Xu Qing, who had been wondering what she was thinking, was startled, "I suppose... yes."
