Movie date
The little bun's breathing slowed, becoming rhythmic and steady, as sleep started to embrace him. The silence of the room enveloped him, broken only by the soft sounds of his own breathing.1
As Xiaobao's mind drifted between wakefulness and slumber, a faint smile formed on his lips. In his dreams, he could picture his Aunty Yan's face, her tender presence beside him, fulfilling the promise that had been made. Even though she wasn't physically there, her love and warmth lingered in his heart, providing comfort as he began to surrender to the peaceful embrace of sleep.
The room grew hushed, and the little guy's breathing became even more tranquil. With each passing moment, the world around him faded away, replaced by a dreamscape of imagination and wonder.
*
The first rays of sunlight crept through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room as a new day dawned. The little bun stirred in his bed, his eyes fluttering open. However, instead of the usual wide-eyed excitement that accompanied mornings, a cloud of anger loomed over him. The memory of last night's broken promise weighed heavily on his young heart.
As the little one sat up, his gaze fixed on the empty space next to his bed where Aunty Yan was supposed to be. The realization that she hadn't fulfilled her promise washed over him, filling him with a mix of disappointment and resentment. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, his small feet making a determined thud on the floor as he stood up, his expression hardened with resolve.
As he made his way into the kitchen, Aunty Yan was already there, preparing breakfast with a warm smile on her face. She noticed the little one's presence and turned to greet him, her eyes sparkling with love and concern.
But Xiaobao, still nursing his anger, met her gaze with a frosty stare and turned away, deliberately giving her the cold shoulder.
Qin Yan's heart sank as she recognized the hurt in his eyes. She knew she had broken her promise, and the consequences were now manifesting in the form of the little bun's cold demeanor.
She approached him cautiously, her voice filled with regret and remorse, "Darling, I'm really sorry for not staying with you last night. Something unexpected came up, and I couldn't be there. But I promise you, it wasn't intentional, and I feel awful about it."
Xi Xiaobao remained silent, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, unwilling to give in to his Aunty Yan's plea. The weight of his disappointment clung to him, making it difficult to forgive her so easily. Aunty Yan's words, though sincere, struggled to penetrate the walls of his anger.
Seeing his resistance, Qin Yan knelt down to his eye level, desperation evident in her voice, "Darling, I love you more than anything, and I never want to let you down. I know I made a mistake, and I promise to make it up to you. Can we talk about it? I really want to understand how you feel."
The little guy's stubborn facade began to crack, his anger giving way to a mixture of sadness and longing. Slowly, he unfolded his arms and allowed Qin Yan to embrace him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he whispered, "It hurt when you didn't stay with me, Aunty Yan. I was waiting for you, but you didn't come."
Qin Yan held the little bun tighter, her voice filled with both remorse and tenderness. "I understand, my love. I truly am sorry. I never want to make you feel that way. I promise to be there for you tonight. Your happiness and well-being mean everything to me."
Xi Xiaobao, still teary-eyed, nodded hesitantly, his heart yearning for the warmth of Qin Yan's presence once more. As they sat down together, Qin Yan listened attentively, fully present, as the little guy expressed his feelings of disappointment and his need for reassurance.
In that shared moment of vulnerability and understanding, the bridge between them began to mend. As the day unfolded, the little guy found solace in the love and commitment Qin Yan displayed. With each passing hour, his anger gradually dissipated, replaced by a renewed sense of trust and a flicker of hope that their bond would endure, even in the face of broken promises.
*
In the movie theater, the buzz of anticipation filled the air as people took their seats, eagerly awaiting the start of the film. Among the crowd, Jia Yuze and Qiao Qing found themselves seated beside each other.
Qiao Qing was wearing a mask to hide her face. It was her habit so as to prevent herself from getting herself embarrased in front of so many people.
Jia Yuze saw Qiao Qing's face hidden by a mask and felt suffocated just by seeing her like this. 'How uncomfortable would she be constantly wearing a mask!' He thought.
"You can take off your mask. The lights will be dimmed soon," He told Qiao Qing.
"It's okay, I can handle it," Qiao Qing refused to remove the mask.
"Seriously, don't you feel suffocated? You can take off your mask. Don't worry about anything else. Just be yourself," Jia Yuze encouraged Qiao Qing.
Qiao Qing hesitated before taking off her mask. However, just after a few minutes, she couldn't help but notice the curious glances cast her way by some of the nearby moviegoers. Her heart sank slightly as she realized they were drawn to the long birthmark that adorned her face. The whispers and stifled chuckles reached her ears, making her feel self-conscious and vulnerable.
Jia Yuze sitting beside Qiao Qing, sensed her discomfort and quickly recognized the unjust treatment she was enduring. A surge of empathy and indignation coursed through him, fueling his desire to stand up for her. With a determined expression, he turned to face the people who had been casting judgmental glances and making hurtful comments.
Rising from his seat, Jia Yuze's voice carried with it a mix of conviction and righteous anger. "Excuse me," he called out, his words cutting through the hushed murmurs. "Is it right to judge someone based on their appearance? We're all here to enjoy the movie, so let's focus on that, shall we?"
The sudden interruption silenced the whispers, the gazes of the onlookers now directed toward Jia Yuze. His words resonated with a sense of justice that rippled through the theater, causing some to reflect upon their behavior and others to feel a slight pang of shame for their insensitive remarks.
Qiao Qing deeply moved by Jia Yuze's act of solidarity, turned to him with a mix of gratitude and surprise. Her eyes met his, and in that moment, they shared an unspoken understanding.
The weight of judgment lifted from her shoulders, replaced by a newfound sense of acceptance and appreciation for the kindness that radiated from Jia Yuze's actions.
Shen Yong had never stood up for her. In fact, when such things used to happen, he would get more embarrassed than her and would berate her afterwards and ask her to do something about her scar.
Embarrassed by their behavior, some of the people who had made derogatory comments shifted uncomfortably in their seats, their voices now subdued.
As the lights dimmed in the theater, Jia Yuze and Qiao Qing finally settled into their plush seats, their hearts fluttering with anticipation.
Qiao Qing's fingers brushed against Jia Yuze's as they found their place on the armrest between them. The electricity of their touch sent a wave of excitement through both of them, their eyes meeting for a brief moment, filled with unspoken desires and the thrill of what lay ahead.
The movie began, the screen filling with vivid colors and captivating images, but their attention was divided between the film and the burgeoning chemistry between them.
As the story unfolded on the screen, Qiao Qing found herself stealing glances at Jia Yuze, fascinated by the way his eyes sparkled with each twist and turn. She admired the way his face lit up with a smile at a humorous scene, and how he leaned in slightly, engrossed in the unfolding drama. It was in these small moments that she realized just how much she was drawn to him.
Jia Yuze equally captivated, couldn't help but notice the way Qiao Qing's laughter escaped her lips, soft and melodic, as they shared a funny moment. Her eyes held a warmth and depth that drew him in, making him crave more of her presence. He had never seen her laughing so heartily. Now gazing at her uninhibited laugh, Jia Yuze felt the world around him light up.
The film's gripping storyline unfolded, taking unexpected twists and turns, keeping them on the edge of their seats. Their gazes met during moments of suspense or heartache, communicating a deep understanding without uttering a single word. Their bond transcended the screen, intertwining their emotions and experiences.
As the movie reached its climax, Qiao Qing and Jia Yuze held their breath, their hearts racing in unison. The intensity of the scenes mirrored the palpable chemistry between them. They exchanged glances, silently sharing their excitement towards the film.
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