She laughed and said: “No, I just didn’t expect you would squeeze around with others to buy snacks.” She knew he hated crowded places, and this time agreeing to come to the cinema to watch a movie was already his biggest limit.
She wanted to open the bag, but unexpectedly the bag was already torn. She said nothing, putting a preserved plum into her mouth, sour, astringent, and very salty. In the darkness, tears unknowingly flowed down, and Xing Tuo saw this and immediately nervously asked: “What’s wrong?”
She shook her head and said nothing. Fortunately, the movie was “Titanic,” just at the scene where Jack and Rose were separating, and many people were silently crying. Xing Tuo noticed this and took out a tissue, roughly wiping her tears, saying: “Idiot, why are you crying!”
After the movie, she and Xing Tuo were squeezed out with the crowd. Suddenly, the power went out, and everywhere was pitch black. The crowd began to panic, pushing, squeezing, stepping on each other, with screams and shouts filling the entire space. They were caught in the crowded flow of people; he gripped her hand tightly, and she also gripped his hand tightly. In that moment, it seemed they only had each other in this world. But ultimately, they were still separated by the human flow. In the darkness, boundless fear immediately captured her.
Chapter 57: Brother’s Lover
“Xing Tuo! Xing Tuo!
She called his name forcefully, but it was futile. Her voice seemed so weak, instantly swallowed by the noisy air. She felt breathless, suddenly feeling inexplicably sad. Her body went soft and was pushed to the ground, her hand stepped on carelessly, but she didn’t feel pain. Probably not more than ten minutes, with a “boom”, the electricity came back. The surroundings suddenly became bright, the pale light making people unable to open their eyes. She swayed and stood up, walking out mechanically with the crowd.
Outside the door, it had started pouring rain at some point. She leaned against the corridor wall, watching the crowd disperse, feeling an indescribable loneliness and desolation. The rain kept falling, cold raindrops hitting her heart.
After a while, Xing Tuo’s anxious voice came: “Qian Chi! Qian Chi!” She looked up, just looking at him.
“Qian Chi!” Xing Tuo called again, feeling scared and worried: “Are you okay?”
