Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting's gaze fell on her face, and the eyebrows became a little gentle.

A family of four came to the top floor of the World Trade Center. Mu Beiting held Su Xiangwan in one hand, Su Xiangwan in the other, and Su Xiangwan in the other.

A family of four is particularly seductive.

Su Xiangwan wore sunglasses on his face, lowered his head slightly, and protected by Shangwen, there were no twists and turns along the way.

It wasn't until the movie theater was seated that Su Xiangwan was a little surprised: "It's "Wushuang"?"

"En." Mu Beiting replied.

"But this movie seems to have been released." Su Xiangwan couldn't help asking.

If I remember correctly, the movie seems to have been released a month ago.

"Some theaters still have film schedules, and the number of shows is less." Mu Beiting said Wen.

Su Xiang nodded late, with some expectation.

She and Han Che had actually watched the movie when they were abroad.

However, at that time, several versions of the film were edited, and it must be adjusted for domestic release. I don’t know what the final release will be.

What surprised Su Xiangwan was that although the movie had been in theaters for a long time, it was probably due to word of mouth, but the attendance rate was quite high.

The two-hour movie, Su Xiangwan has been watching earnestly, and is also working hard to find his own shortcomings.

Seeing Nie Wushuang being misunderstood and being punished by the martial arts, Su Xiangwan became extremely nervous.

The cult young master and a few friends that she met on the road simply believed in her and protected her.

That feeling is like even though the whole world is against me, there are still people willing to stand in front of me.

The corners of Su Xiangwan's eyes were slightly wet, and his eyes fell on Mu Beiting's hands with her, her fingers clasped tightly, which was probably the love she wanted.

Su Xiangwan turned to look at him and smiled at him.

The light in the theater flickered with the change of the screen, and Mu Beiting was confused by her smile.

Whether it is my first encounter with you in the chaotic world, or the entanglement in the floating world.

If you laugh at me, I just want to show you my heart.

"Late night, let's never separate again." Mu Beiting said softly.

"Good." Su Xiangwan responded softly.

Mu Beiting bends the corners of his lips. It took him only two days to find her, but it seemed as long as a century had passed.

At the end of a movie, some people sighed, some sighed, and some moved.

Righteousness and evil, love and hate, will eventually be submerged in this rolling red dust, stunned.

But the lonely smoke in the desert and the boundless world, the beautiful lady who wore a dark red cloth with a knife and went away, is always fixed in everyone's mind.

After watching the movie, Su Xiangwan was obviously in a good mood and talked a lot more.

"Am I great? Am I good-looking?" Su Xiangwan was noisy beside him like a kid begging for sweets.

He was left with endless indulgence, and said warmly: "It looks good."

"But speaking of it, I haven't been to a movie theater for a long time. Why do you think of taking me out to watch a movie?"

Mu Beiting said lightly: "I don't want you to get out of bed at home, and you always cry, so I have to take you out for a walk."

Su Xiangwan's neck was flushed, and he glared at him: "Rogue."

Mu Beiting chuckled softly, and said warmly: "In fact, I want to take you to places you've been to before."

Watching a movie is just to leave more memories to fill the gaps in memory.

Let him remember, he won't get nothing.

But to pull her out was actually to go around where they had been before, and wanted her to accompany him to find those lost times.

After understanding what he meant, Su Xiangwan looked up at him with a small face and said softly, "Mu Beiting."

"Yep?"

"Don't be sad, I don't really care if you forget those things."