Let's go to the movies!

For Jin Bao'er, her evening part-time job was like an eternity.

The barcode scanner at the cashier beeped, and he glanced at the clock on the wall.

5:30...6:00...6:30...

Normally time flies by, but today it felt like someone had pressed the slow-motion button.

There are a lot of people today, so my colleagues haven't left yet.

He joked, "Jinbao, why are you so absent-minded today? Did you meet up with a girl?"

Jin Bao'er blushed and quickly lowered her head to do the accounting: "No...no, I'm just a little tired."

It wasn't just tiredness; it was as if a rabbit was pounding against his ribs in his heart.

The thought of going back to the dorm at night and lying in the same bed with Zhao Yuheng was so appealing.

You can smell the pleasant soap scent on him, and Jin Bao'er can't help but tap her fingers lightly on the counter.

That sense of anticipation, like a frog being slowly boiled in water, gradually softened his rationality.

Finally, it's time to get off work.

Jin Bao'er didn't even bother to change her clothes; she grabbed her backpack and ran wildly back to the dormitory.

The evening breeze was a bit cool, but he felt hot all over.

When I pushed open the dormitory door, the room was dark, with only the faint blue light of the computer screen.

Zhao Yuheng had already taken a shower and was sitting cross-legged on Jinbao'er's bed, holding the bottle of cola that he hadn't finished drinking.

He was wearing a loose gray vest, and his hair was still wet from a shower.

"You're back?"

Zhao Yuheng looked up, his voice tinged with the languor of someone who had just woken up.

"Mmm!" Jin Bao'er responded, her heart racing instantly.

He quickly finished washing up, took a deep breath, and climbed into bed as if he were going to war.

Today, my two eldest brothers went out to eat because of a class reunion.

Although Jin Bao'er's bed was a standard single bed, it was already cramped enough for a strong man like him who was almost 1.9 meters tall.

Now that Jinbao'er has squeezed in, the space has instantly become a negative number.

"Move it in a bit."

Zhao Yuheng freed one hand and patted the spot beside him.

Jin Bao'er carefully lay down inside.

The two were almost touching.

The heat emanating from Zhao Yuheng was like a small sun, constantly radiating outwards.

Jin Bao'er could clearly smell the fresh scent of his shower gel, mixed with the unique masculine hormones, which forcefully entered his nostrils.

"Here, have the computer."

Zhao Yuheng placed the laptop between the two of them.

The light from the screen illuminated Zhao Yuheng's sharply defined profile.

"What are you looking at?"

Jin Bao'er asked, but her eyes were involuntarily fixed on Zhao Yuheng's bobbing Adam's apple.

"A horror movie?" Zhao Yuheng raised an eyebrow. "Something exciting."

"……good."

Jin Bao'er agreed verbally, but she was secretly overjoyed.

Horror movies are great, then there's a reason for horror movies to flock to him.

The movie started playing.

Just as the two of them adjusted their positions and were about to start watching the movie, the dormitory door creaked open.

It was the other two roommates who suddenly returned, covered in sweat.

"Damn it, what are you two doing? Sneaking around in bed without the lights on?"

The eldest brother started yelling as soon as he walked in, and then turned on the light with a "snap".

The bright light made Jin Bao'er squint and turn her face towards Zhao Yuheng.

To onlookers, this gesture was the epitome of "a little bird clinging to a man."

Zhao Yuheng frowned and shouted outside.

"Are you blind?! Don't you know you have to turn off the lights when watching a movie?"

"Oh dear, you're protecting her now?"

The eldest brother whistled and approached the bedside with a gossipy look on his face. "Jinbao'er, why are you hiding? I'm not going to steal your Heng-ge."

Jin Bao'er's face instantly turned bright red. She tried to crawl out of Zhao Yuheng's arms, but Zhao Yuheng grabbed her shoulder.

"Don't move, let them see."

Zhao Yuheng looked completely at ease, and even explained with a straight face.

"Jinbao'er is a scaredy-cat, so I'll watch a horror movie with him to help him be brave."

"A horror movie?"

The eldest brother looked suspicious and pointed to Jin Bao'er's head, which was almost buried in Zhao Yuheng's chest.

"Is this meant to bolster courage? This is clearly..."

"What is it?" Zhao Yuheng raised an eyebrow.

"They're showing off their love!" the two roommates exclaimed in unison.

"Get lost!"

Zhao Yuheng laughed and cursed, grabbed a sock from the bed and threw it down, accurately smearing the eldest brother's face.

"Go do what you're supposed to do. If you're just being a third wheel, believe me, I'll kick you out!"

"Okay, okay, we just came back to get a charger, we won't disturb your time together."

The eldest and second eldest brothers laughed loudly as they turned the lights back on.

With a "bang," the dormitory room was plunged into darkness once again.

All that remained was the flickering light from the screen and the lingering, ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Don't look at them.

Zhao Yuheng's voice sounded particularly deep in the darkness, with a hint of barely perceptible hoarseness.

His hand was still on Jin Bao'er's shoulder, and he didn't remove it. Instead, he tightened his grip a little, pulling Jin Bao'er into his arms.

Just now, after her roommate's antics, Jin Bao'er's heart started beating even faster, like a pounding drum.

He could clearly feel the vibration in Zhao Yuheng's chest; it was Zhao Yuheng laughing.

"Brother Heng..." Jin Bao'er's voice was a little weak.

"Um?"

"They're talking nonsense..."

Who cares about them?

Zhao Yuheng snorted nonchalantly, but his fingers unconsciously rubbed lightly on Jin Bao'er's shoulder.

It's like soothing a small, ruffled animal.

"Let's continue watching."

The scene begins with a dark corridor, accompanied by somber and oppressive music.

Jin Bao'er pretended to be scared and leaned slightly towards Zhao Yuheng.

Her shoulder bumped into Zhao Yuheng's shoulder.

Hard.

It felt like hitting a piece of granite.

Zhao Yuheng seemed oblivious, engrossed in watching the screen while crunching on potato chips.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The crisp sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet dormitory.

Suddenly, a ghostly face burst onto the screen, accompanied by a piercing scream.

Jin Bao'er let out an "Ah!" and "subconsciously" shrank into Zhao Yuheng's arms.

She was practically half-lying on Zhao Yuheng's chest.

The palm of his hand landed squarely on his abdominal muscles.

It's hard as a rock, like an iron plate, yet it's also elastic.

Jin Bao'er's mind went blank for a moment, as if "buzzing".

The feel of this touch... is so realistic.

"Were you scared?"

A muffled laugh came from above.

Instead of pushing Jin Bao'er away, he reached out and put his arm around Jin Bao'er's shoulder, pulling him closer to him.

"Don't be afraid, it's fake."

Zhao Yuheng's large, warm palm pressed tightly against Jin Bao'er's back.

Even through the thin pajamas, the heat felt like it could burn into your bones.

Jin Bao'er buried her face in Zhao Yuheng's neck, her nose brushing against his wet hair.

The shampoo smells stronger now.

"Heng-ge..."

Jin Bao'er's voice trembled slightly, whether from fright or something else, it was hard to tell.

"Um?"

Zhao Yuheng looked down at him, and their noses almost touched.

The screen's light flickered, reflecting in Zhao Yuheng's eyes like twinkling starlight.

"I...I'm a little hot," Jin Bao'er lied.

"Hot?" Zhao Yuheng frowned and reached out to touch Jin Bao'er's forehead. "No fever."

A large hand covered his forehead, the rough fingertips inadvertently brushing against his eyebrows and eyes.

An electric current surged through his entire body instantly.

"Maybe the blanket is too thick," Jin Bao'er quickly added.

"Then stretch your legs out over here."

Zhao Yuheng suddenly said.

"what?"

"You're too crowded over there, put it on my lap."

Without saying a word, Zhao Yuheng pulled Jin Bao'er's curled-up legs over and placed them on his lap.

That's good now.

With her head resting on his chest muscles and her legs crossed over his thighs, she was completely surrounded by Zhao Yuheng.

That pose is practically a foul.

Jin Bao'er could clearly feel the tension in Zhao Yuheng's thigh muscles and the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

The movie was still playing, but Jin Bao'er couldn't hear a single word.

In his world, all that remained was Zhao Yuheng's strong heartbeat and that dizzying aura.

"Jinbao'er, why are you shaking?"

Zhao Yuheng suddenly lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

The warm breath sprayed onto Jinbao'er's earlobe, making it tickle.

Jin Bao'er's ears turned bright red instantly.

"No... I wasn't shaking."

He tried to pull his leg back, but Zhao Yuheng pressed down on his knee.

"Don't move, you're blocking my view of the movie."

Although Zhao Yuheng said that, he didn't remove his hand. Instead, he gently slid his hand up a little along Jin Bao'er's knee.

An ambiguous atmosphere grew wildly on the narrow bed.

Jin Bao'er closed her eyes, feeling the strong embrace of the man behind her, and silently prayed:

Movie, please be longer.

It would be best if it never ended.