I Woke up and Was Pregnant

A lot of people were queuing in front of the self-service ticket vending machine outside the theater. Most of them were couples. Their heads were close together and they were whispering that only two people could hear.

The colorful lights on the dome illuminate the place colorfully, and the air is filled with the aroma of popcorn. Speaking of it, Fu Zhen has not been in a movie theater for a long time. The last time I went to watch a movie seems to have been two years ago. Fu Jianchen reserved Tang Wanwan's movie theater and forced his family to watch the movie theater.

The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth curled into a straight line, and he really didn't want to think of those unhappy past.

The team was like a huge cicada chrysalis, slowly wriggling forward, everyone lowered their heads and whispered, mixed with the music downstairs, and could not hear anything.

Finally approaching them, Jiang Hengshu turned around and asked Fu Zhen, "What do you want to see?"

Fu Zhen glanced across the front screen. He did not expect that he might come to the theater with Jiang Hengshu today, so he did not check the recent movies.

"You choose." Fu Zhen handed the choice to Jiang Hengshu.

Jiang Hengshu finally chose a star-studded action comedy.

During holidays, there are always more people in the theater than usual. Good positions have been selected. Jiang Hengshu can only choose two back seats. The movie opens at 8:50 and ends at about eleven.

When Fu Zhen was in university, he studied electrophotography and studied film and television appreciation for two semesters. Although he had a serious filter on Jiang Hengshu himself, he had to say that the film he picked was really bad. Most of the jokes have been popular on the Internet before, and it is not impossible to use these jokes, but the screenwriter is not able to harmonize these jokes with the style of the whole movie, so that when the actors speak it awkward.

Fu Zhen didn't want to comment on the aspect of serving Huadao. He pressed his forehead and suddenly felt a trace of coldness on his face. Fu Zhen stretched out his finger and touched it, and kissed it under his nose. There was no smell. , It seems that this is not a horror story.

Fu Zhen raised his head and looked at the high dark dome of the projection hall. Only a piece of darkness could be seen. The water continued to drip, falling on the back of Fu Zhen's hand.

The surrounding seats are already full, and Jiang Hengshu, who is next to him, does not want to be separated from Jiang Hengshu. The light of Jiang Hengshu's eyes noticed Fu Zhen's abnormality, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhen shook his head and lied to Jiang Hengshu: "It's okay."

The light of the movie screen was reflected on Fu Zhen’s face, as well as his white and slender neck, as if it would break with the slightest break. His face was a little red. If you get closer, you can still see his face. With those fine fluffs, Jiang Hengshu suddenly felt a bit hot in the theater. He should have bought two glasses of Coke when he came in just now.

The best movies in the world generally have something in common, but bad movies can be rotten in a variety of ways. Today I saw this movie open the door to a new world for Fu Zhen.

For more than two hours of the movie, Fu Zhen hardly watched the next one and a half hours. He secretly looked at Jiang Hengshu next to him with the light of his eyes. Jiang Hengshu seemed very satisfied with the movie he had selected. Have to concentrate, and sometimes show a knowing smile.

Gradually, Fu Zhen became more courageous, and he simply turned his head to look at Jiang Hengshu.

Jiang Hengshu is really good-looking, his blue eyes are shining in the bright light, the bridge of his nose is high, and his thin lips are slightly pursed. When Jiang Hengshu laughed, the corners of Fu Zhen's mouth rose involuntarily.

The two-hour movie finally ended. Fu Zhen didn't know what story was told in the movie. He only remembered Jiang Hengshu's smiling lips.

The night in the deep winter was always cold and frightening. Coming out of the cinema, the cold wind pierced like a sharp blade. Fu Zhen shivered, followed by a sneeze. He only wore one piece when he came out today. He should wear a thicker woolen jacket, but the down jacket in the closet is two years ago, and it is a little shabby. When he is with Jiang Hengshu, he always hopes that he can look better.

Jiang Hengshu, who was walking by his side, stopped after hearing the sound. Fu Zhen tilted his head and looked at him, not knowing what he was going to do. Then he saw Jiang Hengshu take off his windbreaker and put it on Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen was stunned again. Jiang Hengshu was so kind to him today that he always made him feel like he was dreaming. He secretly pinched himself, not a dream.

"I don't need it." Fu Zhen sneezed again after he finished speaking, the credibility of his words was greatly reduced.

"Wear it, I'm not cold." Jiang Hengshu said.

Jiang Hengshu only wore a black turtleneck sweater in the windbreaker, standing under the colorful lights, like a lonely pine, but fortunately, they only need to walk a short distance to get a taxi.

Fu Zhen grasped the collar of the windbreaker with both hands. He followed Jiang Hengshu and looked at his back. He could feel that the temperature in the windbreaker was continuously spreading to his body, Fu Zhen At this moment, he suddenly possessed endless courage and motivation, and he wanted to work hard to become a better person, a person worthy of Jiang Hengshu.

The atmosphere in the car was the same as when he came. Fu Zhen held Jiang Hengshu’s windbreaker in his arms and looked out of the car window. Jiang Hengshu beside him.

The car was too quiet. Fu Zhen moved his fingers slightly. He turned his head and asked Jiang Hengshu, "What do you think of the movie just now?"

"is acceptable."

"..." It seemed that there was no way to talk about these words. Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu's expression and found that he seriously thought the movie just now was OK.

For the first time, Fu Zhen discovered that there may be a little difference in film aesthetics between himself and Jiang Hengshu, but it does not matter. He will try to accommodate Jiang Hengshu’s difference, but he is still very curious, Jiang Heng From where did Shu come to the conclusion that the movie is okay, he asked: "What do you think is good?"

Jiang Hengshu thought for a while, "Very interesting."

His expression is serious, and he can no longer see what he looked like when he was smiling in the cinema.

Fu Zhen recalled a few episodes that appeared in the early stage of the movie, and Ying and Jiang Hengshu said: "It's very interesting."

Fu Zhen didn't know how to continue this topic. He regretted only watching Jiang Hengshu when he was in the cinema just now. He really couldn't extend the topic of the movie.

"Li Hualun performed well." Fu Zhen commented that this was the only advantage he could see in that movie.

Jiang Hengshu: "It's not bad. I've seen another movie of him before. He played a policeman in it. I like it too."

Fu Zhen raised his hand and pressed his forehead. If he remembers correctly, the movie that Jiang Hengshu said that Li Hualun played the policeman should be a bad movie with a Douban score of 41 that was released during the Spring Festival last year. But thankfully, he watched this movie from beginning to end.

Therefore, Fu Zhen smiled and said to Jiang Hengshu: "I also like it very much. His posture of jumping from the third floor of the mall is very handsome."

Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment: "It's okay," his tone was a little stiff, as if he lost his interest in Li Hualun in an instant.

Fu Zhen didn't notice this. Along the way, he was chatting with Jiang Hengshu about the movie Li Hualun starred in last year.

The car stopped on the street outside the building. Jiang Hengshu paid the driver first. They got out of the car, and there were occasional vehicles flying by on the quiet street. On both sides of the road were tall platanus trees on the ground reflecting the street lights. Cast a gloomy shadow.

Fu Zhen walked beside Jiang Hengshu and was about to enter the corridor. He hesitated, spoke in a low voice, and asked Jiang Hengshu: "Can you tell me about the person you like?"

Jiang Hengshu's footsteps paused for a while, and immediately continued walking forward without incident. He shook his head and said to Fu Zhen, "There is nothing to say."

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, he really can't say it, about the memory of that night, messy and vague, about the Little Mermaid, he can only think of a vague figure.

Does he like that little mermaid? Jiang Hengshu thought that he would not be deeply rooted in a stranger because of an accident. He was only moved by the melancholy tears of the little mermaid. He once thought about finding him and then doing something? He never thought about it.

However, last night, he once again met his little mermaid in his dream. This time the little mermaid's figure became clear in front of him for the first time. It was Fu Zhen.

While kissing the teardrops on his face, he couldn't help but rushed to him asking for more. He wanted to take good care of him, and he wanted to rub him into his body.

Jiang Heng realized something in a daze, because every time he saw Fu Zhen, his feelings of compassion overflowed his heart.

Jiang Hengshu is not a sympathetic person, but after meeting Fu Zhen, his heart is inexplicably soft, as if he started on the bus where they first met, and started when he staggered into his chest. The red thread of fate was wrapped around their fingertips from this moment on.

The fate between them is far more intertwined than he imagined, but Jiang Hengshu still doesn't know it.

Fu Zhen didn't speak any more, he didn't know what Jiang Hengshu's answer to him meant.

In the dim corridor, the two people's footsteps interlaced, full of rhythm, like a light rain ticking on the windowsill, the sound-controlled lights of the corridor light up one by one with their footsteps, and then go out one by one. , Attributed to the darkness.

Finally, they arrived outside the rental house. The two of them were about to separate and walked into different rooms.

At the door of the rental room, Fu Zhen stopped and watched Jiang Hengshu take out the key from his pants pocket and insert it into the keyhole. With a slight twist of his wrist, he clicked and the door opened.

Fu Zhen took off his windbreaker and sent it to Jiang Hengshu: "Thank you."

"Happy New Year's Day." Fu Zhen said.