I looked at him and asked, puzzled.
At the same time, a heart was faintly pounding.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanshen frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, and his prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Back then?... It was just a coincidence that this was the only nostalgic movie available to watch today."
The man spoke casually, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
But I clearly feel that he remembers, he just won't admit it.
He still remembers the villa we lived in together; he remembers me letting him play the claw machine, he remembers that I liked Doraemon back then; he remembers my love for handbags; he remembers that I wanted to go grocery shopping with him; he remembers that I love strawberries; he took me to set off fireworks on New Year's Eve...
After the divorce, knowing I was a fake heiress, they found me and took care of me; when they saw me being bullied by that famous director Xu, they beat him into a vegetative state...
Inside the movie theater, the lighting was dim, with only the screen emitting light.
Scenes from the past replay in my mind.
I stared intently at the man sitting beside me, my nose tingling, my eyes moist and warm.
If you care about me, can distinguish between me and Shi Jin, and only I can appease him, why were you so cold to me in my past life? Why did you force me to divorce you? In this life, why is your possessiveness towards me so strong? Why do you always humiliate me?
I have so many questions in my mind. I vaguely understand something, but I dare not believe it and dare not ask.
I was afraid of another disappointing answer and another humiliating rebuke from him.
A sweet, creamy aroma wafted into my nostrils, and a popcorn popped into my mouth.
I snapped out of my daze.
This is the first time we've watched a movie together.
He was completely engrossed in watching, while I watched the storyline that I knew by heart, thinking about my past and present lives with Fu Yanshen, from meeting to marriage, divorce... and my love-hate entanglement with him.
Six years ago, my family arranged for me to get engaged to Shen Yu. He was a scumbag, and I hated him, but I also understood that marrying him would help my family. I wanted to resist but didn't dare, so I had to hide in London.
A year after I started studying abroad, I was kidnapped, but Fu Yanshen rescued me in time.
I fell in love with him at first sight on my 20th birthday. He saved me when I was on the verge of death, which made me even more fond of him. I felt very safe and secure with him, and I depended on him a lot.
Although he was always indifferent to me during our two years together, I became more dependent on and infatuated with him.
Before returning to China, I knew I would have to marry Shen Yu, which I didn't want. I wanted to use this movie to confess my feelings to Fu Yanshen, hoping that he would fall in love with me like the male lead in the movie, and give me the courage to rebel against my parents.
What happened later told me that reality is cruel; he was not the male lead in the movie who could love the female lead so much that he would die for her.
I don't actually want that kind of love that involves life and death, that's all so dramatic. I just want him to love me, care about me, and spend peaceful and warm days with me like these past two days.
At the end of the movie, I leaned on his shoulder and sobbed uncontrollably.
Fu Yanshen held a tissue and wiped away my tears. "Didn't you say you were crying to watch something explicit? Why are you crying?"
The man's hoarse voice carried a hint of amusement.
I was taken aback; he really did remember everything.
My nose stung, and my tears flowed even more freely.
The screen went dark, and the spotlights around the theater came on. Through my blurry vision, I could see his deep eyes locked on me, as if they were filled with heartache and reluctance.
She kept wiping away my tears and snot, her movements gentle and meticulous.
"Fu Yanshen, do you know why I asked you to come to see this movie with me?" I looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice.
He paused, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "To...seduce me?"
He still only remembers "large scale"!
My heart ached even more, and I angrily bit his lip.
He visibly stiffened, groaned in pain, and then grabbed the back of my head with his other hand, turning the tables on me and unleashing a storm of kisses, heavy and urgent.
When they let go, they were both panting heavily.
He slightly parted his nose, pressing it against mine, his voice rough and hoarse, "Still flirting? Is that over?"
"Mmm," I blurted out.
I could clearly hear him swallowing, and my breath caught in my throat; my ears burned.
...
The G-Wagon sped back to the villa garage. I had just unbuckled my seatbelt when I was suddenly pulled hard.
Fu Yanshen helped me into the driver's seat.
The car was spacious, and I rested my lower back against the steering wheel.
It was late at night, and the garage was pitch black except for a small, dim yellow light shining from above the car. I heard the chilling metallic clang of a belt buckle.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a chill in my lower body...
His heavy breathing mingled with my uncomfortable moans. It was all so sudden; I wasn't used to it at all. I buried my face in his shoulder and kept pounding his back with my fists in pain.
Fu Yanshen didn't move, but pinched the back of my neck with his fingers and pulled me away.
As soon as I looked up, his kiss landed, unlike the violent, suffocating kisses of the past. He patiently kissed and sucked on me inch by inch.
The air was filled with the scent of his masculine hormones, and his delicate, gentle kisses gradually softened me, causing me to involuntarily loosen my clenched teeth.
He took advantage of the situation, attacked and plundered, and gradually, the car body began to shake.
...
As he carried me from the driver's seat to the back and made love to me while I lay there, I wondered if all he remembered from this movie was that explicit scene in the car.
In an instant, his intense passion shattered all my thoughts.
From the train carriage to the first floor of the villa, from the sofa and dining table to the stairs, and then to the bedroom on the second floor, traces of our lovemaking are left everywhere.
Fu Yanshen was insatiable and wanted me until I was exhausted and lay on the soft bed. He was still on top of me, kissing and nibbling at my back inch by inch.
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