I don't know if it's because the crowds were diverted by the activities of the shops on the ground floor, but there weren't many people in the cinema.
The film they chose tells six interconnected short stories, which can perhaps be interpreted as the story of the same soul traveling through six completely different time and space.
The key tokens left behind in each lifetime will become clues to the protagonist's story in the next lifetime.
As the dialogue in the film says:
“Our lives are not just our own. ... Every evil deed and every good deed determines our future rebirth.”
Yun Wei felt that he had been touched.
Even after the film ended, he remained seated, deeply engrossed in the story, the interwoven sextet still resonating in his mind.
Isaac reached out and placed his broad palm on Yun Wei's brow bone, pulling Yun Wei's head closer to him. "Want to rest for a while, or even take a nap? No one will be coming into this screening room for the time being."
Yunwei leaned on her husband's shoulder and responded in a whisper, saying only, "Give me five minutes, call me in five minutes."
He breathed deeply into Isaac's scent, and his turbulent emotions suddenly calmed down.
Instead of recalling the plot of the movie, he looked back at the moments since he met Isaac.
Their daily life was too peaceful and sweet, and the two of them were always together, so Yunwei hadn't looked back for a long time.
But after looking at it again and again, he still felt that every single choice they had made along the way had come from the bottom of their hearts.
As I said a long time ago, even if there are regrets, I will not feel remorse.
So Yun Wei patted Isaac's hand and said with a smile, "Alright, Isaac, I've calmed down. Let's go."
But Isaac didn't move.
Even though Yun Wei didn't open his eyes, he could still feel the other person's gaze fixed on him.
And the slowly rising temperature and faint sounds as the other person approached him.
The atmosphere was far too ambiguous, and Yun Wei remained silent. Whether it was anticipation or nervousness, his Adam's apple bobbed, and then he clearly felt Isaac kiss him.
The other person lightly pecked at the corner of his lips, but whispered, "Your lips are so red, I can hardly resist. Yun Wei, you are so beautiful."
After saying that, she lowered her head again, this time biting his lips, grinding them back and forth with her teeth in a delicate and forceful manner.
Isaac is rarely this domineering.
The oppressive force and aura carried an unwavering determination to not compromise, as if it were desperately trying to prove or declare something.
He couldn't explain it at all.
Because of that shameful noise, Yun Wei was completely dumbfounded.
He didn't know how he had offended Isaac, nor did he know whether he should stop him or continue to let him continue.
But Isaac raised his hand and let him go for the time being.
The other person said with utmost seriousness, words that made him blush, "Your eyelashes are trembling, fafa. My palms are itchy."
When Yun Wei glimpsed the light from the shadows, he felt a little uncomfortable and squinted.
In the dim light, the other person's handsome face was very close, and their deep, warm eyes were reflecting his image without blinking.
That was a bewildered, helpless, and utterly ashamed version of myself.
“Isa,” he said, feigning embarrassment.
Isaac's gaze was firm, and the intense, lingering love within it undoubtedly pleased Yun Wei.
The other person said, "Please feel free to entangle with me. Our fates have long been intertwined. Yun Wei, I don't like your hesitation. I wish we could merge body and soul immediately, inseparable, together forever."
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei's face burned with embarrassment, and he stammered, "Are you crazy? We... no, let's go back first."
He hurriedly stood up, stepped onto the soft red velvet carpet, and walked outside, looking somewhat like he was fleeing in panic.
They were delayed for quite a while, and the other screenings had already started, so there wasn't a single person to be seen in the huge corridor.
Fortunately, Isaac did not do anything out of line.
The other person stood silently behind him, and through the reflection of the stainless steel, Yun Wei could clearly see that Isaac was still looking at him with a self-righteous air.
Yun Wei pressed the button.
“Isa.” He turned around and looked at his man. “Were you really watching the movie properly just now?”
Without hesitation, Isaac replied, "Of course, I've seen them all."
Seeing that Yun Wei clearly didn't believe him, the tall man raised his hands in surrender and said, "Alright, I peeked at you halfway through. Seeing your eyes brimming with tears, I thought you were still prettier."
Seriously.
Isaac thought to himself, "Could it be that couples actually go to the movies just to watch a film?"
But Yunwei seems to be really like that.
No matter what the other person does, they are always so dedicated and serious.
This includes loving oneself, something that is ongoing and one he hopes will never end.
Isaac often felt that he had no way to repay her, but love is inherently ethereal and intangible, and closely intertwined with mystery, seemingly illusory yet not real.
He could only love Yunwei with all his heart and soul until they were both exhausted. He was held in Yunwei's arms, listening to the other's dreamlike praise.
Praise his hard work, praise his talent.
Until those soft, boneless fingers, with a slightly cool temperature, lingered and caressed his earlobe.
Only in this way could he feel better.
At this point, Yun Wei was at a loss for words.
"Damn it, Isa." He cursed inwardly.
Isaac's gaze was far too direct; if he were to feign modesty, it would seem rather pretentious.
Fortunately, the elevator finally "dinged," relieving the two who were lost in thought.
The cold, hard doors slowly opened to both sides, and Yun Wei discovered that there was still a passenger standing inside the carriage.
When he saw the other person's appearance clearly, Yun Wei was unusually stunned for a moment.
There is no other reason.
The gray-haired, dark-eyed man standing inside was incredibly handsome.
So beautiful it's almost unnatural, so beautiful he can only describe it with the phrase "too…to…".
This is not the kind of beauty that should exist in this world.
The other person clearly noticed his gaze, yet winked at him directly, saying, "Oh dear, you're staring at me so openly, it makes me shy~"
As he spoke, the man stomped his heel exaggeratedly, the wooden heel striking the bottom of the carriage with a particularly crisp sound.
Yun Wei stared silently at the ornate shoe surface with its alternating light and shadow, and suddenly knew who the other person was.
He remembered everything.
He actually met him at this time.
Sure enough, he met him at this time.
The newcomer was none other than the reader who had been sitting in the center of the lobby on the first floor.
He is the magician who flew out from the Holy Night of the Continent of Elements a thousand years ago, and the riddle master who found him and made a deal with him.
This person is the cause and effect of everything.
Al-Häst.
From the moment the other party appeared, time here was frozen in place. Even though Yun Wei's strength had already surpassed the tenth rank, he still couldn't see through the level of the person in front of him.
He could only say helplessly, "You came here specifically to see me, didn't you?"
"Oh, what are you saying? You're being so formal. You didn't even introduce yourself first." Alch shrugged, but then raised his hand and tapped the movie poster behind him. "Let me guess. Hmm, you're probably not Atlas, the god of the sky. The one next to you is more suitable."
The handsome man turned his head to the other side and gave his answer directly, "Hehe, then I'll still call you Claude."
Despite his eccentric behavior, in just a few words, he demonstrated several profound spiritual practices from the occult, including synchronicity, precognition, and the art of words.
Yun Wei did not answer easily, but simply repeated his previous statement, "What is the purpose of your special visit?"
"Can't I just come to see you?" Al-Hel suddenly laughed, but walked towards the elevator exit. Yun Wei quickly stepped back two steps to make way for him.
Just as they were brushing past each other, the other man suddenly stopped. "The mission was completed well. I am very satisfied."
The other person turned their head and gave him a dismissive glance.
In that instant, devoid of joy or sorrow, and with an inscrutable expression, Yun Wei was also rendered unable to move.
All he heard Alch ask him was, "May I kiss you?"
Yun Wei quickly refused: "No! Of course not!"
He couldn't utter a sound; it was more like he was expressing his opinion through his thoughts. Ripples spread across the frozen space, like sudden raindrops falling on a car window.
"Oh dear!" Al-Hel sighed, then laughed, "You're so mean! I was just joking."
"Don't joke like that." Yun Wei struggled, trying to convey to the other party with his consciousness: "The Lord of the Abyss is looking for you."
"I know. Okay, I'm leaving now." Alch, even more eccentric than Tilis, suddenly leaned close to his ear, "I hope you won't get arrogant. As long as you keep being wonderful, people will continue to reward you~"
The magician whose surname was Xingchen (星辰) finally missed his chance to meet Yun Wei.
Alkh's cheerful and relaxed laughter echoed throughout the space.
As the laughter finally subsided, everything returned to normal. Isaac, looking anxious, rushed to Yun Wei's side and asked nervously, "That person... Yun, are you alright?!"
Yun Wei shook his head and said, "It's nothing. He was just joking, saying he wanted to kiss me."
Isaac's voice suddenly rose a full eight octaves, clearly filled with shock and anger, "What!?"
The tall knight chased after him like a gust of wind, but the empty corridor was deserted.
"It's nothing, he was just joking. You know what, he's actually Al-H." Still immersed in the melancholy of his idol's shattered dream, Yun Wei's voice was listless.
He looked down at the books that had suddenly appeared in his arms; they were given to him by Al-Hir as they passed each other.
This is Solovyov's "Love Saves Individuality," which is also the source of the poem about love that Arkh read aloud earlier.
Yunwei knew this person.
He had known this founder of modern orthodox theology since he was studying comparative religion on Tianlan Star.
However, when he casually flipped open the yellowed paperback book and saw the delicate handwriting on the title page, he was stunned again.
The name written on it was both incredibly familiar and incredibly unfamiliar: Wei Lingyi.
This is his mother.
It turned out that what he was holding in his arms were his mother's old books.
Yun Wei suddenly realized what Alch meant by the reward.
His lips trembled uncontrollably, but he still forced himself to remain calm and stated his plan—
“Isa, in this final year, I know where to go.”
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