My green plums are very sour

After the end of the play, the whole theater fell into a brief darkness, and then the lights in the arena were quickly turned on, and the actors walked back to the stage to call the curtain.After enduring the whole night of fright, the audience came back to their senses at this time, and almost all the audience stood up, applauding and thanking the actors on the stage.Because the audience was very enthusiastic and applauded for a long time, the crew who had already returned to the backstage came out again to thank the scene.

Ning Ran seemed to have also escaped from the atmosphere in the play, and he felt a lot more relaxed. He stood up with everyone and stared at the stage to applaud.I turned my head to look at her, the light in those eyes was the same as that of many people watching the drama for the first time, a kind of surprise that was conquered.

At the end of the show, we went down the stairs side by side, and the people around us looked excited, still reminiscing about the scene just now, chatting loudly, obviously having a good time watching it.

The night outside the gate of the theater is already shrouded in darkness. The bustling lights in the city center make the night not look so cold. Even though the north wind is raging on the road, the continuous warm yellow light illuminates, somewhat dispelling the chill.

"Why do you like to watch dramas?" Ning Ran suddenly asked me on the way to the subway station, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.People nowadays may be more willing to watch movies, and the ticket price for a play with a good location is enough to watch a dozen movies.

I didn't actually tell her that I like watching dramas.As for where she learned about it, I don't think it matters anymore.

Her question got me thinking for a moment.

During the days when I lost contact with Ning Ran, I tried many ways to divert my attention.Reading novels and movies is the most common. I try to find a sense of commonality and comfort in books and movies.However, these two methods are not so effective, full of distance.

By chance, I passed by the city center and saw a bright red billboard at the entrance of the theater. "The Rhino in Love" toured to the provincial capital.Maybe I was attracted by the big bright red color, I wrote down the play, and went to grab the tickets when the tickets were issued, and entered the theater alone to feel the atmosphere of the play.

To be honest, I didn't understand it very well the first time, and I always felt that the plot was fragmented.But this does not prevent me from being moved by the crazy and stubborn characters in the play.Even when leaving the theater, the lights and shadows on the stage, the bright red, and Ma Lu's affectionate and heart-piercing cry still appeared in front of his eyes.

Afterwards, I watched "The Rhinoceros in Love" twice, one of which was at the Beehive Theater. The ingenious stage design gave people a more vivid impression.Every time I revisit, there are new touches.

When I think of that period of time before, I can't help frowning, and my breathing will become more rapid unconsciously.But now, the past is too far away, and that feeling is getting more and more blurred.

I slowed down my steps, thought for a while, and said softly: "The drama can be touched, and it gives me a lot of room for thinking."

This is a very abstract statement.

Ning Ran turned her head to the side and raised her eyebrows to look at me. The colorful lights reflected in her eyes, like a tree of brilliant sparks.

"The atmosphere of watching a drama is different from other entertainment activities. You need to devote more energy to focus on the stage, so it is easier to bring yourself into the plot, and you will have more thoughts on the characters and plots in the drama. Everything can be seen in the drama, you, me, and the general public."

"It's interesting, isn't it?" After I finished speaking, I breathed a sigh of relief, pursed my lips and smiled at her.

Ning Ran stared at me for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke my hair, and said in a wistful tone: "You are not the same as before."

"Does it make you feel strange?" I answered jokingly.

She was startled when she heard the words, then raised her chin, and said with sly eyes, "No, I have always been familiar with it, and I will become more familiar with it in the future."

Getting along with her in the past few weeks made her more courageous, and even her sentences began to send out tentative signals more frequently.

I smiled and looked away, and didn't say anything.But as long as I don't show any discomfort, Ning Ran has succeeded.

It’s not too late to come out after watching the play today. There are all kinds of pedestrians walking on the road against the cold wind, shouting loudly on the busy street, which is full of vitality in the winter night.

The subway is obviously much warmer than the outside, but the smell is too bad.People in the provincial capital are always happy to eat, drink and have fun. This time is the peak time for going home. There are many people in the carriage, and the smell of all kinds of food left on clothes permeates the carriage. It is hard to hold your breath.

Ning Ran and I huddled in a corner, trying to keep a distance from other passengers.Because we didn't prepare masks when we went out, we both covered our mouths and noses with our hands, trying to filter out those unpleasant smells.

"Actually, we should walk outside for a while, and there won't be so many people later." I let go of my hand and took a quick breath, with the word "Chuan" formed between my brows.

Ning Ran also let go of her hands, and pulled up the scarf around her neck to make a temporary face scarf.

"One time I went out to watch "White Deer Plain". It took more than three hours. When I came out, the road was almost empty. I rushed all the way to the subway station, and almost missed the last subway." Thinking of the experience last time, I still feel my chest panting It hurts.

"When the weather gets warmer, you can go for a walk before going back after reading it. The weather is too cold now, and it will hurt if you blow too much wind." Ning Ran always thinks more than I do.

After I got home, I took a hot bath, my whole body was warm, and the smell from the subway was also removed, and I felt much refreshed.

I turned off the light in the living room and went back to the bedroom. Ning Ran was still leaning on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. Her soft hair became fluffy after being blown by a blow dryer, and she looked very lazy. She wore coral fleece pajamas and a thick quilt Against the backdrop of

Like a fluffy animal, people inexplicably want to smooth her fur.

What a ghost, I spat secretly in my heart, I almost suspected that when I took a shower, the temperature was too high and my brain was scalded.

In order to avoid the situation where the quilt is snatched again, we have always built a quilt for each person.However, it is precisely because of this that I feel very nervous every night when I lie in bed, and it takes a long time to cover myself under the quilt for a long time to warm up.I used to turn on the air conditioner all night when I was sleeping alone, and I never felt cold. Now that I have to adapt to my living habits again, I can only rely on my body temperature to warm up the temperature in the quilt.

I tore off the folded quilt, got into the quilt like a bug, and lay flat smoothly by wriggling, while turning over and breathing in cold air hissingly, the soles of my feet were really ice, and I always felt that I was ventilating all the time.

Ning Ran heard the movement next to him, stopped swiping his phone, turned his face to the side and smiled jokingly, "I told you a long time ago that a quilt is enough, and you insisted on not listening. You see, now you have to do it yourself Come to warm the bed, isn't it cold?"

I shrank my neck, let myself curl up as much as possible, pouted my lips and ignored Ning Ran.She also had the nerve to say that she robbed me of my quilt on the first day of her stay. Although the circumstances were special, I hadn't even settled the score with her on whether it was the culprit that caused my cold.

Ning Ran quickly put away the mobile phone and put it on the bedside table, and turned off the main light above the head. The whole bedroom was darkened, only the dim light from outside the window came in faintly, making it look indistinct.

The most important function of taking a hot bath is to promote sleep. After I lay down for a while, my mind began to feel drowsy, and drowsiness continued to invade my consciousness.However, every time when I was about to fall asleep, a small piece would suddenly sink down beside me. The vibration of the mattress was too sensitive, and I would feel it immediately.

After doing this three times, I also got a little annoyed.Ning Ran turned over gently behind her again.

I turned around abruptly, and asked with all my might, "Can't you sleep?"

Ning Ran seemed to be frightened by me, paused for a moment, and then asked me in a soft tone: "A little bit, did it bother you?"

I half-closed my eyes, and even my voice was vague, "No, go to bed quickly, what time is it?"

Ning Ran didn't respond for a moment, and after a while he asked hesitantly: "Shu Yu, I want to turn on the lamp a little bit to keep some light on, will it affect your sleep?"

"Huh?" I vaguely heard what she was talking about, and subconsciously answered, my mind cleared up a little, I struggled for two seconds to open my eyes, and looked up at her sleepily, "Turn on the desk lamp? Why?" Ah? Did you have such a habit before?"

Ning Ran faltered, looking a little embarrassed, very embarrassed.

I squinted my eyes and looked at her, and suddenly thought of something, so I asked her tentatively, "Could it be because of the dramas at night, you are afraid now and dare not sleep?" After watching a horror movie, I will watch another episode of animation to soothe my emotions. Although today’s drama is not that scary, people always tend to think about it before going to bed. Maybe they will subconsciously think of the scene at that time.

Ning Ran's eyes widened for a moment, and then quickly covered it up, denying again and again, "No, no, I can't sleep, I want to leave a light to play with my phone for a while."

If she had been calmer, maybe I would have believed it, but she has even looked away now, which shows that my guess is almost inseparable.She really hasn't made any progress at all.I can't help but laugh in my heart.

"Go to sleep, it's all fake." I almost couldn't open my eyes, I stretched out my hand from under the quilt to put it on her quilt, and with a little force, I pulled her towards me. When we came over, the distance between the two of us became much closer in an instant, and I vaguely smelled the sweet smell of her body, which made my drowsiness even more violent.

Ning Ran obediently moved her body, pulled my hands off the quilt, shook off the side of the quilt and put it on my arm, and wrapped my hands under her own quilt.

I barely lifted my eyelids, realized what she had done, and didn't think there was any problem, so I smiled and hummed softly.

"Good night."

"……Good night."