come on, fight

They came neither early nor late, and within the time of chatting in the lobby, ticket checking had already begun.

This is a film imported from abroad. There are quite a lot of people watching it. The theater is almost full, only a few corner seats are vacant.

The initial story of the film was relatively plain, and Zhou Yejin didn't respond to it, but as the plot progressed, the atmosphere became tense, and Zhou Yejin broke into a cold sweat watching it.

In the movie, a withered hand slowly stretches out towards the protagonist. The moment that hand rests on the protagonist's shoulder, Zhou Yejin feels that the hand she put on the handle is touched by another cold hand. Hold it.

Zhou Yejin felt his scalp go numb for a moment, and he wanted to pull his hand away reflexively. After struggling for a while, he suddenly realized that that hand belonged to Zhan Xunche.

Zhan Xunche stared at the big screen without daring to blink, feeling Zhou Yejin's slight struggle, his attention shifted from the big screen to Zhou Yejin.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhan Xunche asked in a low voice.

"No, nothing." Zhou Yejin felt a little ashamed to be so frightened by a hand.

"That's good." After Zhan Xunche finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to the screen.

Zhou Yejin turned her head to look at his side face in the dark, and couldn't help leaning over to ask, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid if I hold your hand." Zhan Xunche said without turning his head.

Zhou Yejin snorted, "Then I'll leave my hand to you, take it as you like."

This sentence made Zhan Xunche interested. He glanced at Zhou Yejin, "How long?"

Zhou Yejin was stunned for a moment, and asked inexplicably, "As long as you want, what time limit is there?"

Zhan Xunche smiled and turned his head to the screen.

In the following time, Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche had no other communication, and Zhou Yejin did not speak to Zhan Xunche until the movie was over and the lights in the entire theater were turned on.

"It's finally over." Zhou Yejin stood up from the chair with relief, and wanted to stretch, but found that her hand was still in Zhan Xunche's.

"You can let go, the movie is over." Zhou Yejin shook his hands twice, reminding Zhan Xunche to let him go.

Zhan Xunche remained indifferent, but tightened his grip, "Didn't you say you can hold it for as long as you want?"

Zhou Yejin was shocked by his righteousness, "If you have the ability, you can hold it for the rest of your life."

"Okay." Zhan Xunche nodded.

Zhou Yejin glanced at him, and wanted to speak again, but Zhan Xunche dragged him to the exit of the theater without any explanation.

The two parents sitting in the back row watched the two walk out hand in hand, and couldn't help sighing, "The relationship is so good."

Because the two of them left early, leaving both parents behind, when the two of them got home, the door was still locked.

Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche didn't bring the keys. The keys belonged to Zhou's father and Zhan's father. They can't go home now, they can only wait for their parents to come back.

"Can you let go this time?" Zhou Yejin shook his hand, he was pulled back abruptly by Zhan Xunche, and Zhan Xunche didn't let him go all the way.

Zhan Xunche let go of his hand as he said, "It seems that I came back a bit early."

"It's not like, it's obviously coming back early," Zhou Yejin rolled his eyes, "When did you become so energetic, I didn't shake you off all the way."

"Maybe it's just that you are too weak." Zhan Xunche said while touching his chin.

"Fuck off."

The parents of the two families came back quickly, and they had only spoken a few words when they heard the sound of messy footsteps coming from the corridor.

"If you two run so fast, why don't you have to wait for us." Father Zhou shook the key, and triumphantly moved towards the door of his house.

Zhan Xunche turned his body and waited for his father to open the door, but Zhan's father didn't seem to intend to open the door, and stood in front of Zhou Yejin's house together with Zhou's mother and Zhan's mother.

"Dad?" Zhan Xunche called out in doubt.

Father Zhan turned his head, saw him standing in front of the door, and said suddenly, "We are going to make a card appointment today, so you should come over and stay for a while."

Zhan Xunche took a look at Zhou Yejin, and agreed without hesitation.

Several adults would occasionally get together to play mahjong. Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche were not interested in this, so they went into the bedroom to play on the computer.

Zhou Yejin was no longer as enthusiastic about playing online games as before, so he simply gave up the computer to Zhan Xunche, lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.

Zhan Xunche played for a while, then threw the computer aside, lifted Zhou Yejin's quilt, and lay flat on the bed with him.

"What are you thinking about now?" Zhan Xunche knew that he was not asleep, and asked aloud.

"I was thinking, when will I receive the admission notice?" Zhou Yejin said, opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling.

"Maybe tomorrow will be here." Zhan Xunche turned sideways and said on a whim, "Should I sleep here today?"

Since he entered junior high school, he hadn't slept with Zhou Yejin again, and it was rare that he was lying together again now, so he didn't want to leave.

"It's up to you, just don't squeeze me," Zhou Yejin turned over and changed to face Zhan Xunche, "How tall are you now?"

"I haven't measured it. I'm still not as tall as you anyway." Zhan Xunche was a little distressed. He had grown fast enough in the past two years, but he was still a little behind Zhou Yejin.

Looking at Zhan Xunche's face, Zhou Yejin sighed, "If I don't grow longer, I think you will surpass me soon."

Zhan Xunche smiled, "Then I hope you don't grow any longer."

"Don't hope, what if you really agree?" Zhou Yejin sighed.

"That's okay, I think it's fine for you to be like this." Zhan Xunche said with a smile.

"What's the matter, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find a girlfriend in the future, and no one should ask for it."

Zhan Xunche slowly suppressed his smile, and was silent for a while, "Someone will want it."

Zhou Yejin noticed that Zhan Xunche's mood was suddenly depressed. He glanced at Zhan Xunche and didn't speak again.

"Go to sleep." After a while, Zhan Xunche closed his eyes and said.

"Yes." Zhou Yejin closed her eyelids.

Although he wasn't sleepy at first, after lying with his eyes closed for a while, Zhou Yejin felt sleepy and began to swallow his consciousness little by little.

In the haze, it seemed that there was an arm around his waist, encircling him in someone's arms.

When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight. Even with the curtains covering him, Zhou Yejin still felt that the sun was giving him a headache.

Zhou Yejin half-opened her eyes and looked at the bedside. It was empty and there was nothing there.

Zhou Yejin straightened up suddenly, he clearly remembered that he slept with Zhan Xunche last night, why is Zhan Xunche gone now?

Could it be that he slept with Zhan Xunche in a dream?

Zhou Yejin shook her head twice, put on some clothes and got out of bed, and walked towards the door of the bedroom.

As she got closer to the living room, Zhou Yejin gradually heard someone calling.

"...Well, I see, thank you." Zhan Xunche hung up the phone, raised his head inadvertently, and found that Zhou Yejin was standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at him quietly.

"Calling your classmate?" Zhou Yejin was a little curious about the person on the other end of the phone.

Zhan Xunche bent his eyes and smiled at him, "This is your phone number."

Zhou Yejin's eyes widened in surprise, "Admission notice?"

Zhan Xunche chuckled and nodded slightly.

……

On September [-]st, Zhou Yejin and Zhan Xunche were going to report to the school, but instead of going together as usual, they walked in two directions separately.

Zhou Yejin's high school was not going well with Zhan Xunche, and they could no longer follow each other to school, so they had to go their separate ways.

Although Zhou Yejin had chosen the school closest to his home, it was still a bit troublesome to walk to and from school, so Zhou's father and mother bought him a bicycle.

Originally they planned to buy a battery car, but Zhou Yejin said that it should be used as a way to exercise, so Zhou's father and Zhou mother followed his wishes and replaced it with a bicycle.

The first day of high school was very tight, and Zhou Yejin, who spent the whole summer vacation in a slack, was a little uncomfortable, and was almost late this morning.

When he arrived at the school, there were not many people left on the campus. Zhou Yejin hurriedly found her class on the bulletin board, and ran into the classroom at full speed.

The class Zhou Yejin was in was a key class, but it wasn't the best class in the school. The best class was the Lingyun class next door, whose scores were much higher than theirs.

Because Zhou Yejin came too late, there were no seats in the classroom when he came in, so Zhou Yejin had to sit in the last row.

Not long after he sat down, their class teacher walked into the classroom in uniform.

The homeroom teacher was probably late too, so he took them to the playground without saying a word when he came in.

The school's playground is behind the teaching building, and their class seems to be the last to leave. When they arrived, there were many people standing in the playground.

There were several school leaders sitting on the rostrum, each with a serious face facing the microphone, telling them about the work and rest arrangements during military training.

At first, the students listened very seriously, but after hearing it, many people lost their patience and started chatting in the audience.

"That's Lingyun class over there." A girl pointed to Lingyun class and said.

Another girl raised her head and took a look, "The boy in the end is quite handsome."

Listening to their whispers, Zhou Yejin looked in the direction the girl was pointing, and unexpectedly saw a person who should not be here.