I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

Shen Shaoting quickly finished another cigarette and started on her third.

She turned her head, looked at Lin Jingyi's profile blurred by the smoke, and asked a question that had been lingering in her mind for a long time:

"Jingyi, do you think Fei-ge could accept... you know, the kind of situation that occasionally happens in our circle, a guy dating two girlfriends?"

Lin Jingyi's fingers, which were holding the cigarette, trembled slightly. She remained silent for a long time, so long that Shen Shaoting thought she wouldn't answer.

The night was quiet, with only the sound of car horns and the faint sound of a movie coming from the theater.

Finally, Lin Jingyi spoke softly, her answer seemingly unrelated to the question, yet it felt like she had answered everything:

"Actually, things are much better now than before. I have a proper job, I've made new friends, and I can still see Fei Ge from time to time."

Sometimes I feel that just being able to stand beside him like this, as a friend, is already enough to make me happy.

Her voice was soft, with a resigned calm.

"Are you willing to accept this?" Shen Shaoting asked softly, "Will it just continue like this?"

Lin Jingyi smiled and retorted, "I'm not reconciled... but what can I do about it?"

Shen Shaoting also smiled, a smile that was a mixture of helplessness, self-deprecation, and understanding.

She stubbed out her cigarette in the extinguisher on the windowsill, her tone suddenly becoming relaxed, with that characteristic nonchalant air about her:

"Okay, I'll do the same as you, enjoy every day as it comes! But if I get drunk one day, I might just spill all our secrets to Fei-ge, and who knows, I might even force myself on him."

"As expected of you!" Lin Jingyi was amused by her and burst into laughter through her tears. She shook her head helplessly, "Then... shall we go back to watch the movie?"

"I'm not going," Shen Shaoting said decisively. "We came together to find out what Fei-ge was up to, right? Now that we've decided to let things take their course, let's not be third wheels in there."

Go back and get some sleep, recharge your batteries, we have to go to Sister Jiang's place for filming tomorrow! That's our livelihood!

Lin Jingyi thought it made sense and nodded.

The two glanced one last time in the direction of the theater, then walked side by side toward the elevator, their figures disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Inside the theater, Chen Fei's phone screen suddenly lit up, standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

It was a message from Shen Shaoting:

"Brother, Jingyi and I have to film early tomorrow morning, so we need to go back and rest first. We're off! You stay and enjoy the show with Sister Sixian."

Chen Fei frowned, somewhat puzzled, and replied, "The movie's almost over, how about we go back together later?"

The message had barely been sent when Shen Shaoting replied, as quickly as if it had been prepared in advance:

"No need, no need! We'll just take a taxi, we're already downstairs! Don't worry!"

It was followed by a grinning emoji.

Although Chen Fei found it a bit strange, he didn't think much of it and replied, "Be careful and let me know when you get home."

Sitting next to him, Meng Sixian noticed his movement and asked softly, "Brother Fei, what's wrong?"

Chen Fei put away his phone and said in a low voice, "It's nothing. Shao Ting and Jing Yi said they have filming tomorrow, so they're going back to rest."

Meng Sixian said "Oh," drawing out the last syllable, as if she understood something.

The film then enters an even more eerie and silent segment, with the only sound effects being the characters' tense breathing and heartbeats.

Suddenly, a short, suppressed but clear female moan broke the silence from the other side of the theater.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei was speechless.

He knew, of course, that some young couples would choose to watch horror movies at night when there were fewer people, and get intimate or even take things further in the darkness of the theater.

He just never expected that he would encounter such a thing.

He glanced in the direction of the sound and vaguely saw two blurry figures cuddling together in the back corner on the other side. They were the couple who had come in shortly after the movie started.

Chen Fei wondered if they thought there was no one else in the theater after Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi left, which was why they were so bold.

Fortunately, the plot of "Return to Silent Hill" is so bad that being interrupted by them doesn't really matter.

However, to avoid embarrassment, Chen Fei coughed loudly twice as a reminder to the other party.

After all, Meng Sixian was still there. If he had come to the movie alone, he might have just glanced at it as an amusing incident.

But at this moment, his priority is to protect Meng Sixian's movie-watching experience.

The couple was quite well-mannered; after Chen Fei's reminder, they immediately quieted down, as if the incident had never happened.

The theater was once again filled with the film's eerie soundtrack.

Chen Fei had just breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that Meng Sixian beside him was acting strangely.

The white dress she was wearing, which originally looked very demure under the dim light of the screen, now seemed to be subtly rippled by her somewhat rapid breathing.

She turned her face away from Chen Fei, and her face, which had turned pale from being frightened by the movie, had regained its rosy color.

Meng Sixian's mind was a bit of a mess.

She understood what that voice meant, of course.

Normally, even if she overheard her colleagues chatting about suggestive topics, she would just ignore it and not be bothered by it.

After all, her family was very strict, and she herself was quite conservative about this, always feeling that it was a very private and distant matter.

But today is different.

The voice just happened to sneak in when she was most afraid and uneasy.

More importantly, Chen Fei was sitting right next to her, so close that she could smell his clean scent.

When she was startled, she clung to Chen Fei's hand and rested her head on his shoulder...

The darkness seemed to amplify all the sensations.

The movie brought her panic, Chen Fei brought her peace of mind, and that soft moan brought her a strange sense of shame and restlessness that made her scalp tingle.

A mix of emotions overwhelmed her, making her feel a little dizzy.

It felt as if a small flame was rising inside her, making her restless.

The fabric of the white dress clung to my legs. I wouldn't usually feel anything, but now it felt exceptionally clear, even a little irritating.

Her knees, which were pressed together, twitched unconsciously, then she froze immediately, realizing that the movement was too obvious.

Her hands, which were resting on the hem of her skirt, clenched quietly; her palms were slightly damp.

My heart was pounding so hard it was unbelievable; Chen Fei would definitely hear it, right?

Will he notice my dawdling?

This thought made her even more panicked.

Time began to drag on.

She couldn't concentrate on the movie at all; she only felt that the air in the theater was hot and stuffy, making it hard for her to breathe, and the heat on her face and body wouldn't dissipate for a long time.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.

"I...I'm going to the restroom." She stood up abruptly, her voice low and urgent, trembling slightly, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Fei.

She walked out quickly, her head almost bowed, seemingly in a panic.

The simple and elegant off-white dress was illuminated by the sudden white light on the screen, creating a hazy, soft glow.