Chapter 21 Wait! He won’t suddenly kiss me, will he?
Medicine gourds sell medicine, wine gourds sell wine, but it's impossible to tell what kind of medicine or wine it is just by looking at the gourd's appearance. Tang Ke had no choice but to assume he was his uncle.
Wow, what an extraordinary intelligence and talent! All doubts are solved.
Fu Yu picked up the pile of stuffed dolls, weighed them with his palm facing upwards, and asked, "Do you want to store them? There are too many."
It's a bit of a hindrance, as you need to buy a ticket to enter the theater with such a size.
"I'm not sure if I can store it. I'll go ask the front desk."
Most of the claw machines Tang Ke had used before were like spilled water, with the machines refusing to recycle the dolls. Not to mention the wild ones. Regardless of your sincerity, if you caught it, it was yours, and you could just release it anywhere. It was Tang Ke's prostitute-saving gene that made her willingly carry them all home. Even before she achieved financial independence, she had already achieved doll freedom.
After asking, the front desk staff said that it could be stored and that the doll could be exchanged for other gifts. Tang Ke was very surprised and asked what gifts could be exchanged.
38 small dolls for a medium-sized doll the size of a handbag, 68 for a large doll the size of a pillow, 98 for an extra-large doll half the size of a person, 188 for Lego... and so on. Tang Ke felt distressed and regretful. At this exchange rate, including the donations she had given away in the past and the ones her mother gave out as final-term prizes for students, wouldn't she have been able to collect enough for the down payment of a house long ago?
"Save them all. The phone number is..." Tang Ke learned from his mistakes and opened an account in this doll shop. He was determined to save up a lot of money and take down the box of Lego on the top shelf of the cabinet and give it to Fu Yu.
Um?
Give it to Fu Yu?
Why give it to him?
Tang Ke felt a little confused by his subconscious thoughts, but he was soon relieved. Although this is not encouraged among young people nowadays, it is never wrong to maintain good relationships with people with similar interests.
They continued their afternoon exploring other areas of the game city. Tang Ke was a standout among the short guys, particularly good at claw machines, while Fu Yu seemed to be adept at every game, mastering even the most unfamiliar after just two tries. Even though Tang Ke wasn't particularly stubborn, the situation still irritated her. She definitely wouldn't pay to play with someone like him, unless he was teaching them how to fish.
When Fu Yu plays games, he has a professional habit of reflexively looking for game mechanisms. Some of them can be attributed to probability games, which rely on luck and chance, and some rely on operating skills. If necessary, he can jump into a few traps dug by developers and roughly guess their intentions.
While answering Tang Ke's questions, he was playing the game calmly. The character under the joystick was diligently playing the game, and was beaten until only a drop of blood was left. However, the operator himself did not even twitch a muscle on his face, and killed the opponent with the last drop of blood.
"Wow, what a joke," Tang Ke commented. The mechanics and controls were practically impossible to play, and she couldn't learn them. She waved her hand and gave up.
After leaving the game city, Tang Ke ordered two cups of fruit tea on the mini-program. Her favorite anime IP was collaborating with the milk tea shop, and buying a two-cup combo gave her free acrylic merchandise. She was surprised to learn that Fu Yu also followed the same IP and was a fan of the comics.
Although otakus are attracted to each other, otakus with different attributes still follow the principle of "people with different beliefs cannot work together". Tang Ke initially thought that he was just a video game person, but he didn't expect that he also watched anime to recommend characters.
That's something to talk about. Tang Ke chattered as he went from the third floor to the first floor to get some fruit tea, and then from the first floor to the fourth floor to have dinner.
From her love of group portraits established by "My Little Pony" to her "couple-ship" personality developed in "I Want to Tell You," her tastes have gradually shifted towards everyday life. Tang Ke's "otaku" style is more evident in novels than in anime. As a child, she used to hide her romance novels under the guise of serious literature. "Diary of a Madman" was literally just a madman's diary—old-fashioned authors wrote with a heavy dose of lightness and severity. She didn't understand it at the time, but when she recalled it as an adult, her face turned red.
Fu Yu, despite his wide range of interests, was not particularly interested in most. He calmly understood and respected all products, following them from beginning to end. He could judge for himself whether they were nectar or dregs. He noticed that Tang Ke was deliberately concealing her "rotten girl" identity when sharing, and frankly admitted that he didn't mind that aspect. He also read yuri manga, and they were essentially birds of a feather.
Completely revealing one's reclusive nature is more difficult than being physically honest with each other. Tang Ke felt more and more magical. He had not intended to reveal so much, but he had confessed everything without realizing it.
"It's over." Tang Ke sighed to the sky, with an expression of regret on his face.
Chatting at home is fun, but back in the third dimension, he's your husband, and it feels so disconnected. Deleting a friend's list after a breakup, only to end up back together for New Year's Eve dinner? Help! This is completely unrelated.
Fu Yu heard the sigh and looked up with concern, "What's wrong?"
Tang Ke said slowly: "You know too much. I'm afraid this marriage will be difficult to divorce."
"Oh." Fu Yu looked away. "Then you must keep an eye on me. Otherwise, if you see a post on social media about someone being thrown into a toilet, at least they can find me through the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"That's a blatant threat," Tang Ke kicked his knee lightly with his toes, "How despicable."
Fu Yu was not annoyed even after being scolded. He leaned back with a look of pride, and stretched his calves forward inconspicuously.
She can kick him as much as she wants. If he doesn't do that, he'll find someone else. The rules of survival in society are so cruel. He always talks about sham marriages and divorces. Does he really think his heart is made of iron?
He looked at the time. The movie would start in twenty minutes. The cinema was upstairs, so now was just the right time to go there.
"Let's go," he said, holding out his hand to her.
Tang Ke didn't pull his hand. He was very stubborn and stood up by himself, supporting himself on the table with a ferocious look on his face, saying, "I am the protagonist, I don't need help."
“…” Fu Yu has a long way to go, and the most urgent task is to get rid of his eunuch status and be on equal footing with her.
"Hold hands," he said, looking her straight in the eye.
Tang Ke twitched his lips and asked, "Are you afraid that I'll get lost?"
Fu Yu didn't answer, "Hold it for a moment."
To be honest, every time this happened, her paranoia kicked in immediately. If he blushed a little, she would have regarded it as a plot from an idol drama. But he was serious and looked secretly expectant, which made her feel like there was something fishy going on.
"What will happen if I hold her hand?" She was very alert.
Fu Yu smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he tilted his head and let out a light breath.
This was the first time Tang Ke saw him smile obviously, but it seemed that he was laughing because he was angry with her.
"Sell you." he said.
"You're so well-dressed, but this kind of business isn't easy..." He could still joke, which meant there was no problem. Tang Ke confidently held his hand, and landed safely without any oil, sweat, or dirt. "I thought you would trip me up."
"I'm also the protagonist, I'm not that bad." Fu Yu took her out of the restaurant and took the escalator to the cinema without any obstruction.
It was evening, peak movie admission time, and there were two lines of people in front of the ticket machines. Tang Ke understood why he wanted to hold hands. It was easy to get separated by the constant flow of people at the entrance.
But, do I need to hold the hand all the time when I’m in the queue?
Tang Ke couldn't help but feel distracted.
She rarely indulges in sentimentality. After the torture of reality, the deer in her heart has long been sitting in a wheelchair drinking tea, unable to cause any waves. But the current situation is too suspicious. There is no one else here who needs them to prove their love for each other, and there is no need for two people to occupy one seat. Fu Yu held her hand without noticing, holding it firmly, just like a real couple.
Could it be that he has to hold her hand throughout the entire movie?
Wait! He's not going to kiss me suddenly, is he?
This is how girls draw in manga! It's the same with TV dramas! Everyone loves this!
Shit, what if he suddenly kisses me?
Is she going to sacrifice her art for the sake of box office?
No, no, she got it wrong. She went to see a movie, not to make one.
So why on earth didn't he let go?
While Tang Ke was daydreaming, Fu Yu had already cashed in two movie tickets and was heading towards the theater. He sensed her discomfort, the way her small hand tightened and loosened in his palm, a manifestation of her hesitation and entanglement.
After reaching their seats, Fu Yu took the initiative to let go of her hand. Tang Ke was stunned for a moment, looked at him wordlessly, and then lowered her head to adjust her clothes.
The lights in the theater suddenly went out, and the story on the screen unfolded scene by scene as the music gradually grew louder. But Fu Yu thought that this was enough for his story tonight.
He didn't want to let go, but that would embarrass her, and he didn't want to embarrass her, so this was enough.
Perhaps she was more or less aware of his feelings, and her thoughts were confused for a second. In this short second, he felt relieved.
The film is good, the actors are well-acted, the plot is well-written, and the soundtrack is immersive. During the film, Tang Ke leans over to Fu Yu and shares some of the jokes, while he also pokes her arm and whispers into her ear. This is a sci-fi film suitable for all ages, with some hilarious moments, some exciting moments, and some touching moments. Overall, it is a decent film for the market.
After the film ended, Tang Ke revisited the film with relish. She scrolled through her phone in the car, reading reviews and discovering dozens of Easter eggs. After more than two hours of filming, all the romantic thoughts she'd previously held vanished. Fu Yu was perfectly normal; nothing had happened that would have been a box office hit. She was overthinking it; her brain had been spoiled by reading romance novels.
The car stopped at the gate of the residential complex where Tang Ke lived. The streets at night looked different from those during the day. A street lamp extended from a tall electric pole, and the dim light cast a blinding breeze and bitter rain.
Tang Ke held the door handle and thanked Fu Yu before getting out of the car: "Thank you for your hard work! You should come back soon too. Good night!"
However, the only response she got was the click of the car door locking.
"......" Tang Ke frowned and turned to look at Fu Yu who was lying on the steering wheel and looking at her.
She mechanically crossed her arms over her chest, her mind racing, her movements slow to a crawl. "What? Killing my wife to get insurance..."
Fu Yu was used to it and said calmly, "Guess again."
What are you guessing? There is something wrong with you today. It is far beyond my understanding of you. This is not a postgraduate entrance examination, so why are you guessing!
Tang Ke's heart was pounding wildly.
"Can't you guess it?" Fu Yu's tone was light. The light from the street lamp shone through the car window onto his profile, and his tall nose cast a shadow on his cheek.
Tang Ke raised his hands, and the beauty surrendered, begging for a quick knife. "I can't guess, just tell me directly, and stop advertising."
She closed her eyes, resigned to the fact that there was no need, but she did it subconsciously. Whether he suddenly kissed her or punched her, closing her eyes seemed to be the right thing to do. The formula was fast.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement outside the darkness. Tang Ke narrowed her eyes slightly and found that he had changed his posture at some point. He supported his head with his hands and sat there patiently, admiring her.
"Your battery was confiscated? Why aren't you talking?" Tang Ke's hands were sore from holding them up.
Fu Yu withdrew his gaze and leaned back in the carriage. It was a long story, but he had to keep it short, and at the same time, he had to make sure he didn't act rashly or reveal the truth, so as not to embarrass her.
"Tang Ke."
"Yes." Tang Ke sat upright. "Oh, how serious. It feels like the National People's Congress."
"No seriously, there are snacks in the drawer, you can sneak some."
"Don't dare, don't dare, you say."
Fu Yu opened the drawer, took out a few bags of dried fish tofu and handed them to her, saying, "I hope you can..."
Treat me like your real husband.
"No!" Before he could finish his words, Tang Ke suddenly threw away the dried fish tofu he had just received and said righteously: "I am an ordinary enthusiastic citizen, not Aladdin's magic lamp!"
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The author has something to say: Tank, what on earth are you running away from!!!
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