Chapter 83
"Just look at it this way." His voice was mixed with a bit of casual indifference, and his words were even lower and more melodious than movie lines. "Just listen."

Cheng Xuran didn't know why she agreed to him.

This is the first time she has watched a movie online with someone in this way.

The actor's lines fell to her ears along with the sound of rain, and there was a faint sound of his steady breathing, if there was no sound wrapped around the receiver, it fell to her ears.

Makes the scalp numb slightly.

He didn't make a sound from beginning to end, very quiet.

Just pure viewing.

and companionship.

Cheng Xuran was no stranger to this movie. When they were in their third year of high school, the school organized the entire third year to watch this movie.

She was lying on the bed, her body curled up in the quilt, her chin sinking into the soft quilt, and her tense spirit was calmed down bit by bit. As soon as she relaxed, she also felt sleepy. She was drowsy and put the phone to her ear: " You still like this movie..."

"Excellent, isn't it?"

"Won't you get tired of watching it many times?" Cheng Xuran's voice was low, drowsy.

The person on the other side was quiet for a while: "No." He said, "I miss you."

Cheng Xuran's heart rose and fell with the sound of rain, as if he heard the sound of raindrops falling on the tiles. During the two-hour and 22-minute movie, they would occasionally chat for a word or two about the plot, and more often they would Listening in silence.

"In our hearts, there is a place that cannot be locked. That place is called hope. (In our hearts, there is a place that cannot be locked. That place is called hope.)"

His English accent is too gentle, a little cold and lazy, and it fits too well with the rainy day, like a deep comfort.

Along the invisible distance, it flowed into Cheng Xuran's heart, and on this rainy day, it set off a climax along the blood vessels.

Cheng Xuran smiled, feeling negative for no reason. She looked at him through the window. The traces of raindrops were his silhouette, close at hand yet out of reach. Soon it was blown by the wind and turned into bubbles. She whispered.

"But, hope is a dangerous thing. (However, hope is a dangerous thing.)"

"However——(however.)" On the phone, his voice was calm and calm, with a faint smile, and a sense of conviction. The great Ren Juvenile Tour.

"The Pacific Ocean is as blue as in his dreams. (The Pacific Ocean is as blue as in his dreams.)"

Cheng Xuran's heart trembled, and some people resonated with him.

The eye sockets are sore, and the pillow is a little wet.

Time is passing by, the rain is pouring, the last line of the movie comes to an end, the sun is shining brightly, and the coast is endless freedom.

“I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. (I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams.)”

"I hope. (I hope)"

What counts as hope.

Was it Andy crouching in the shade watching them drink his drink with a strange smile on his face, or Rhett breaching his parole and going out of town, or... looking forward to seeing you again tomorrow.

"Song Yanqing..."

"here I am."

The sound of rain falling.

Cheng Xuran fell into a drowsy sleep.

The phone was still playing, with a movie playing in a loop over and over again, and the sound of his breathing accompanied her to sleep.

"are you asleep."

"Good night."

No one responded.

Song Yanqing looked at the rain outside the window for a long time, leaning on the head of the bed with his legs bent, with his hands on his knees.

He stared at the fallen leaves that had been hit by the torrential rain, casting a faint halo on the screen, enveloping his silhouette in the bedroom with no lights on.

Yes.

I hope.

(End of this chapter)

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