Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, the lights above his head lit up layer by layer, illuminating the entire hall, and the screen began to play the ending song.

Sang Tianen was used to waiting for everyone to leave before leaving, so he didn't stand up. Yan Zheng had already stood up, following the crowd. As if remembering something, he turned around and looked at Sang Tianen: "Aren't you leaving?"

At this time, the cinema was crowded with people, and the sounds of chairs being pulled and people walking were everywhere. The seats they chose happened to be in the two outermost positions. Sang Tianen was busy avoiding pedestrians and did not hear Yan Zheng's voice.

Yan Zheng stood in the aisle. From time to time, people walked past him. He looked a little embarrassed and accidentally twisted his foot. He looked at Sang Tianen again and raised his voice a little: "Aren't you leaving?"

This time, Sang Tianen heard his voice. She glanced at the huge crowd and said, "There are too many people. Let's leave later."

Yan Zheng paused for a second and sat back in his original position. Sang Tianen tilted his head to look at him and explained his behavior just now: "I don't like being crowded, especially being touched by strangers."

Yan Zheng hummed softly, then pursed his lips and kept silent. He felt pain in his ankle, and he wanted to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling as soon as possible.

"What's wrong?" Sang Tianen noticed something was wrong with him. Even though it was not obvious, she could still feel it. "Did someone bump into you just now?"

Even Sang Tianen herself didn't realize how gentle her expression was at this moment. Yan Zheng originally didn't want to talk about his sprained ankle, as it would seem pretentious, but when the other party asked him this, he suddenly felt a sour and aggrieved feeling in his heart.

He was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I just sprained my ankle." There was a subtle hint of pity in his voice.

Sang Tianen had just sprained his ankle and knew how painful it was. He quickly leaned over and asked, "Does it hurt a lot? Can you walk? Do you want to be taken to the hospital?"

"Not bad." Yan Zheng replied softly, with a sweet feeling welling up in his heart.

Sang Tianen breathed a sigh of relief. His first date had sent the guy to the hospital. This was too much.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes wide and asked, "Are you really okay?" Her round eyes were like those of some small herbivorous animal.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but chuckle: "It's really okay." Shui Yingying's eyes were full of smiles.

"That's good." Seeing that he looked relaxed and didn't seem to be lying, Sang Tianen finally felt relieved.

After a brief silence, Sang Tianen looked at Yan Zheng as if to make conversation: "What did you think of the movie?"

Yan Zheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then gave a standard answer: "Not bad."

Sang Tianen chuckled and blinked his eyes: "What a cookie-cutter answer. I saw you watching it so seriously just now, I thought you really enjoyed it."

Yan Zheng half-supported his arms and looked at her, his pupils dark and bright: "So you were staring at me just now?"

At this time, most of the people in the hall had left. The cleaning man came in with cleaning tools, glanced at the two people still sitting at the table, and his intention to drive them away was obvious.

Sang Tianen stood up and rolled his eyes at him: "Yeah, I've been staring at you." Why is this guy so narcissistic?

Yan Zheng also stood up and smiled helplessly. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh after falling in love with a woman who had no idea about flirting.

The two walked out of the screening room together. Yan Zheng turned around and told Sang Tianen that he wanted to go to the bathroom. Sang Tianen had no choice but to take his briefcase and wait in the corridor.

There were many women in the same situation as her. Many of them carried men's briefcases on their backs, held garbage bags filled with snacks in their hands, and used their free hands to browse their phones.

Sang Tianen felt that everything in front of her was like a dream. Just a month ago, she was a staunch non-marriageist, but a month later, she was actually staying in the corridor waiting for a man.

It’s true that plans cannot keep up with changes, and the speed of being slapped in the face is as fast as a rocket taking off.

However, it seems to taste pretty good.

"There's no paper in the restroom." A boy opened his wet hands and stared at his girlfriend pitifully. "It's so uncomfortable to be wet."

The girlfriend next to him lifted up her clothes without saying a word and wrapped the boy's fingers, then lowered her head and wiped them carefully, her expression serious and careful.

The boy's eyes narrowed into a gentle line. He took his hands out from under his clothes and put them around his girlfriend's neck, pecking her cheek quickly like a bird.

"Baby is so good to me!" The voice sounded soft and sticky, as if he had eaten something high in sugar.

Sang Tianen showed a toothache expression. This is too sticky. If your hands are wet, can't you just wipe them on your pants? Why did he have to let his girlfriend wipe it with clothes?

Pretentious!

There were so many people in the restroom that Yan Zheng took a long time to come out. As soon as he walked out, he saw Sang Tianen coming up to him with a smile on his face and a tissue in his hand: "Wipe your hands."

He was stunned for a moment, then a smile spread across his face: "Thank you." He felt happy about Sang Tianen's thoughtfulness.

"It's my duty." Sang Tianen replied nonchalantly, but his hand touched his neck.

The two walked out of the cinema together. Because they had to go to work the next day, Sang Tianen decided to send Yan Zheng directly home. She also happened to have something to do.

Just now, while Yan Zheng was in the bathroom, she took a look at the message sent by Zhou Feiyu. Sang Muyang had a shift tonight, from 10 pm to 3 am.

She decided to go and block him in the dark night. She had to find out the reason why Sang Muyang was rebellious and couldn't let him continue like this.

He has to attend classes during the day and work a part-time job at night. Does he feel that he has lived too long?

After sending Yan Zheng downstairs, Sang Tianen planned to go directly to Anye. Just as he was about to get into the driver's seat, Yan Zheng behind him suddenly pressed the car door.

She turned around and looked at Yan Zheng who stopped her with confusion.

Yan Zheng's pupils were very bright, and the lights in the distance were imprinted in his eye sockets like a small flame. Sang Tianen's heart seemed to be burned and jumped suddenly.

"Your answer." Yan Zheng said softly.

Sang Tianen then remembered that she had promised to give him an answer before ten o'clock tonight. This man was really serious. She had already asked him out for dinner and a movie. Isn't the answer obvious?

Why do you have to let her say it in person? She... is really a little shy.

"What answer do you want?" For the first time in his life, Sang Tianen spoke with a weak voice, his eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Yan Zheng took a step closer, his voice low and hoarse: "What answer do you think I want?"

Sang Tianen, who had almost no emotional experience, had never experienced such a thing. Many men had pursued her before, but most of them were reserved and introverted.

Some of the bold and unrestrained ones would restrain themselves after being scolded by her once or twice, but no one would pursue her as relentlessly as Yan Zheng.

Forget it, a good woman doesn’t fight with a man, and it won’t kill you to say you want to date him.

"Let's go out together." She didn't dare look at him.

Yan Zheng's mouth curled up. It seemed that Sang Tianen was not lying. She had indeed never been in love. That innocent and shy look was really... adorable.

He nodded in a good mood: "I promise you."