In the pitch-black movie theater, the lights were dim. The back row was filled almost exclusively with couples watching the movie.
Xu Zhi cautiously stretched out his hand in the dim light, mustering the courage to reach for Wang Yuchen's. She decisively swatted it away with a grunt, muttering, "Focus on the movie. No fiddling."
Xu Zhi gave a sheepish smile and retracted his hand, feeling somewhat helpless. He couldn't help but recall what Li Yuan had told him before. If you can make a move with your hands, do it. If you can make a move with your mouth, go for it. Just don't drag your feet... Back then, I even teased him, claiming I was in pursuit of true love. But thinking about it now, Li Yuan had a damn good point.
