you at that time

"Have you been waiting long?" I asked her.

She shook her head and smiled at me: "No, I just arrived."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and patted her own hair with her index finger, and asked me, "Does it look good?"

I followed her hand for a few more glances, no wonder I felt different today, it turned out that I had cut air bangs.

I raised my eyebrows and gave an appreciative expression: "It looks good."

She laughed happily when she received my praise. This laughter was really sweet. If she hadn't had this intention, I was really afraid that I would fill out Xifeng's entry registration form for her on the spur of the moment.

As I walked, I realized that she wasn't headed for the theater, but walked to the snack area and stood in front of the popcorn box before me.

The posture of stopping me behind me looks very familiar, and I am afraid that I am rushing to pay.

After she ordered a glass of iced coke, she turned to look at me: "What do you want, Miss? Coke?"

I waved my hand and was about to say no, but I saw her take an extra-large Coke from the waiter.

I was surprised: "You drink such a big bottle?"

She turned to look at me and inserted two straws from the side: "We can drink together."

Me: "One, together?"

I'm sorry, although I know the friendship between straight girls, it's okay to drink coke together like this, even a straw is no problem, but I'm crooked, little sister.

The little sister didn't see my trouble at all, and turned around to pick up a big bucket of popcorn.

We found our seats and sat down. Sydney hesitated for a long time on which one should put the popcorn or the Coke in the middle. I saw her fiddling for a long time and said directly: "I don't eat or drink, what do you do? Put the popcorn on your lap and the Coke on your side."

She looked at me suspiciously, took a deep sip of Coke, and then handed it to me: "Don't drink it? Are you not thirsty?"

I stepped back a little: "No, thank you."

But in the end, she insisted on putting the Coke in the middle, and explained that she can drink it if she wants to, so don't be polite to her.

Since I just watched the movie yesterday, I simply leaned on it to rest comfortably.

In fact, when I came out with Sydney today, I wanted to chat with her selfishly. After all, she and Lu Sui are about the same age, so there are always times when they have the same ideas.

Finally, when the only emotional scene in the movie came out, I asked Sydney: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

She crackled the popcorn: "No."

I said oh, of course, this question is just foreshadowing, whether she has a boyfriend has nothing to do with the following question, aha.

I asked again: "If you have someone you have liked for a long time now, and you see each other often, what would you do?"

She said, "Follow her."

I groaned and asked again, "When did I catch up?"

She thought for a while: "Chasing until... until she catches her, or she is with someone else." She thought for a few seconds, and then said: "But there is another possibility, that is, I am too tired to chase. "

I oh again.

She suddenly smiled and turned to look at me: "I have a friend who is my series, little sister, which one are you in the story?"

I was stunned, and laughed awkwardly: "Just ask."

In fact, I want to ask some other questions, but it seems impossible in the current situation. I always treat them as children because of the age difference. In fact, they have grown up, they understand everything, and even have their own Be careful.

So we watched the rest of the movie in silence, and after the movie I dropped her off and drove home by myself.

As soon as I got to the gate of the community, the phone in my bag rang crazily. I looked down and saw that it was Xiaoli.

I don't know why, but this name is very sensitive to me now, especially since Xiao Li and Lu Sui are in the same group.

I even figured out what Lu Sui said in the group, and Xiao Li, who watched the live broadcast, would always come to me for confirmation immediately.

After all, I can't imagine that she could call me for any urgent matter.

Sure enough, when she picked up the phone, her tone was very excited, but what she said was not about Lu Sui, but about Sydney.

She said, "Did you two go to the movies tonight?"

I replied: "Yes."

She added, "You still have a drink and a bucket of popcorn?"

I froze: "Huh?"

Xiaoli then told me an inexplicable plot. The script was so sweet that I couldn’t imagine that I was one of the protagonists in it. After such a night, the total number of words I and Xue Li said was less than ten sentences. And I invited her to watch a movie just to repay a favor.

Ambiguous, tentative dialogue, smile like a ray of sunshine behind cloudy winter clouds, sweet voice like a wind chime by the window in a light rain.

Is this classmate's writing style a bit literary? I am a 30-year-old aunt with fine lines and a rough voice.

It seems that many people now like to use the No.1 perspective to magnify the details of getting along with each other. With the indistinct writing and the reader's own magnification skills, the original picture is almost completely different.

Feeling□□ is always easy to imagine, and it is also easy to wishful thinking, so I really don’t blame the other party to turn around and ask you, are you okay?

When I got home, I saw Lu Sui sitting in the living room playing with a tablet. When she saw me coming back, she immediately put the tablet on the sofa and stood up.