Oxidation reaction

At the beginning of the film, counting Ruan Nancan and Fang Congxia, there were only eight people in the 100-seat theater, three men and three women, sitting side by side in front of them.

The boy in the middle looked very nervous, his raised hair trembling, he was leaning against the backrest, probably out of psychological comfort, holding the sleeves of the girls on both sides with his left and right hands.

Weird background music sounded, and a man in simple clothes appeared on the screen carrying a hoe. Ruan Nancan glanced sideways at Fang Congxia. With the help of the slightly dim light of the big screen, he could see Fang Congxia tightly closed His eyes, and the 3D glasses that were placed crookedly on the bridge of his nose, don't need to think about it, it is impossible to have the best movie-watching experience.

Ruan Nanshen frowned and stared at the glasses for a few seconds, his fingers hidden in the popcorn bucket were ready to move, he calmed down for 2 minutes, barely suppressed the urge to straighten Fang Congxia's glasses, and decided to remind Fang Congxia kindly.

He leaned closer, touched Cong Xia's arm below, and whispered, "Your glasses are crooked, it's not good to watch movies like this."

Fang Congxia was startled by the warm breath coming from the pinna. He gasped, quickly retracted his arms around his chest, and turned his head to look at the person in shock. After seeing clearly that it was Ruan Nanshen, his brows were tightly intertwined. Wrinkled together tightly, choked out a foul word after two seconds, lowered the volume and yelled at Ruan Nanshen in a vicious voice: "What are you doing!"

He made a lot of movements, and the glasses that were already on the verge of falling were thrown out in an instant, and got stuck in the gap of the seat.

Ruan Nancan glanced regretfully at the 3D glasses with only one leg exposed, and mourned for it for three seconds in his heart, then raised his head and widened his eyes in confusion, looked at Fang Congxia, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? "

"nothing."

Fang Congxia turned his head to look at the glasses that had fallen into the gap, and there was an indistinct smile on the corner of his mouth. After a while, he turned his head and glared at him. He relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair, and said casually: "Watch a movie, watch a movie." What am I doing?"

Ruan Nancan moved his lips, trying to say something, but Fang Congxia glared back.

He curled his lips, "Oh", and glanced at the glasses stuck in the gap again, shut his mouth wisely and did not speak again.

The sky was getting dark on the screen, and the man was still diligently digging the ground with a hoe. Ruan Nancan couldn't help turning his head to peek at Fang Congxia, but this time the light was too dim, so he could only vaguely Seeing Fang Cong Xiali's clean face.

The idea of ​​inviting Fang Congxia to watch a thriller and suspense film was proposed by Ruan Beichuan. Ruan Beichuan said: "Usually, people's first reaction when they feel fear is to ask for help from those around them. His hands can even hug him tightly when necessary."

Ruan Nancan thought this kind of proposal was absurd, he didn't think Fang Congxia would be afraid of a boring ghost movie.

But then Ruan Beichuan found [-] love-themed TV dramas on a certain video software for him to watch, and [-] of them had similar plots.

According to relevant statistical principles, when the probability is greater than or equal to 70.00%, the reliability will not be lower than 60.00%, and Ruan Beichuan also provided him with a second plan - quietly when the parties are unaware Create ambiguous moments, such as holding hands and kissing.

To sum up, Ruan Nan followed suit.

It's just that now he has no way of judging whether Fang Congxia is afraid of the content of the movie, so he decided to implement the second plan first-creating an ambiguous moment.

The progress of the movie is one-third full, and the heroine, the female ghost in red, has disheveled hair and sneaks into the man's room with bare feet. It was huge, and the other six people in the theater were already shivering and huddled together for warmth, and had no time to pay attention to the movement behind them.

There was silence all around, and the timing was perfect. Ruan Nancan squinted at Fang Congxia, sat up straight, stretched out his hand from the popcorn bucket, and tentatively crossed the black armrest stuck between the two seats. The soft body, he grasped it tightly with quick eyes and hands.

But after holding it into his palm, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The thing in the palm of the hand is very soft to the touch, long and hot, like an indescribable organ.

He tried to pinch it twice, belatedly affirming the idea just now.

Ruan Nanshen's face suddenly burned, he quickly let go of his hands and hid behind his back, looking back at Fang Congxia's expression tremblingly.

At the same time, Fang Congxia jumped up from the seat in shock. He squatted on the chair sideways, holding on to the edge of the seat, his breathing was short, his face was pale, and he stared at Ruan Nanshen like a lamb. Cailang met him, looking undecided.

The range of movement was too large, which attracted both men and women in the front row to look back, probably because Fang Congxia's appearance was too miserable, Ruan Nancan heard a girl whispering to the boy next to him: "Look at how scared he is!" Now, don't worry, you are not the most embarrassing one."

Ruan Nanshen was stunned for two seconds, looked at Fang Congxia guiltily, smiled at the girl, and explained clumsily: "No, it's just a misunderstanding, don't laugh at him like this."

The girl looked suspiciously at Fang Congxia, who was still in a state of panic, and was about to say something when she was pulled away by the boy beside her.

After the topic was over, the other four onlookers gave Fang Congxia a sympathetic look, then turned around and continued watching the movie.

Ruan Nancan's eyes returned to Fang Congxia, he moved over carefully, with deep guilt in his eyes, and said in an apologetic voice: "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I, I just thought, thought , want to grab popcorn..."

The veins on Fang Congxia's forehead twitched violently. He covered it with one hand, and growled at Ruan Nanshen: "Take out a hammer! I was almost frightened by you!"

If such an oolong happens, it is impossible to watch the movie anymore.

When the female ghost in red floated above the man's bedside, Fang Congxia frowned and glanced at Ruan Nancan, stood up expressionlessly, walked sideways around Ruan Nancan's knees and legs, without looking back out of the theater.

About half a minute later, he heard the sound of moving seats and the chaotic rhythm of running.

Twenty seconds later, Ruan Nancan hugged the popcorn bucket and grabbed the hem of his clothes in a panic.

His eyes were wide open, and the cold white light of the movie theater shone in, making his pupils very dark, like the ghost kid in suspenders that only appeared once in the movie.

Fang Congxia frowned, took a step back and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Go watch your movie."

Ruan Nancan shook his head vigorously, with a not-so-obvious guilty conscience in his eyes, "Are you angry?"

Normal people should be angry when encountering such things that can be regarded as sexual harassment. Fang Congxia has not classified himself as abnormal for the time being, so he lowered his face and asked blankly: "It's hard to see ?”

Ruan Nancan lowered his eyes, shook his head lightly, and said sorry again, perhaps because he realized how ridiculous his excuse was, he didn't mention the matter of reaching for popcorn again.

Fang Congxia didn't bother to refute him, his patience was exhausted, he didn't wait a second, turned and walked away without expression.

Not surprisingly, the sound of chasing footsteps soon came from behind him. He stood still, resisting the urge to swear, and turned his head to look.

Ruan Nancan hugged the popcorn bucket, the panic on his face hadn't faded away, he stood three steps away from him, staring at him blankly.

About three or four seconds later, he visibly tensed up, his lips were tightly pursed, and the fingers holding the edge of the popcorn bucket turned white, and asked Fang Congxia in a low voice: "Would you like to pinch it back?" Are you not angry anymore?"

The author says:

Xia Xiazi wants to cry but has no tears: If I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of letting Ruan Nancan be in the cinema**********