Chapter 70:

Under the pale light of the projection hall, the young man's skin was as white as jade, and the red blood on the corners of his lips was touching, just like the red and black blood from the corners of the little girl's smiling mouth at the end of the film.
--"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The plot of the movie is too scary and the effect is too realistic. When Zhang Man saw this scene, the line began to reverberate in his mind: You never know whether you are sitting next to a person or a ghost.
He... he can't be a ghost, right?
Reason was firmly suppressed by fear, she screamed and jumped from his arms like an electric shock, shuddering in her seat, far away from him.
The two girls in the front seat were already frightened when they saw them. With their minds extremely tense, they were caught off guard and heard a scream, and they were so scared that they screamed.
"Ah!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"..."
So, in a few seconds, one by one, there was a burst of hoarse screams in a small area of ​​the projection hall, and some girls even had broken voices in their hoarseness.
The aunt of the cleaner in charge of the final cleaning came in with a bucket and a mop: this audience is timid enough.
The girl in the red dress in front was frightened with arrhythmia. She vaguely remembered someone screaming in the back seat just now. When she looked back, she identified the culprit.
She patted her violently throbbing chest, and looked at Zhang Man with a bad look: "...Scared me, yelling."
Zhang Man reacted and lowered his head embarrassedly.
The young man gently raised his hand, wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, and hugged the person, with a smile in his voice: "Sorry, my girlfriend is less courageous."
The girl was so frightened that she wanted to say one more thing. She glanced at... Uh, fucking, is this guy too handsome?
So I swallowed the blame from my lips, forget it, don't care about the handsome guy.
Zhang Man apologized in embarrassment, and then took the young man's hand and walked out of the cinema quickly.
When she walked to the brightly lit street, she raised her embarrassed face.
Wait, she screamed just now because she saw blood on the corners of his lips.
She pulled the person under a street lamp, patted him on the head, and made him bend down.
When the two of them were almost tall, she raised her right hand, bent her index and middle fingers, and lifted the young man's chin, with her thumb gently touching the corner of his mouth.
There was a little blood on the fingertips.
"Li Wei, why is the corner of your mouth bleeding? It really scared me just now..."
The corners of the boy's lips were aching, and he felt a little helpless: "...what do you think?"
Zhang Man recalled carefully.
Just now, whenever there were some horror plots in the movie, she seemed to bite something subconsciously to vent her inner fear.
What did you bite?
It's soft, flexible, and hot... and her hands around his neck, her eyes blocked for a long time, and the movie scenes that can only be seen by tilting her neck...
Uh... She actually bit his lip and bleeds.
Zhang Man's face immediately went red.
She hugged the boy and buried her head on his chest. She didn't dare to look at him or let him look at her face. This was too cruel.
"Boyfriend, does it hurt?"
I didn't dare to call him by name if I made a mistake.
The boy's chest shook happily, and his hands loosely wrapped around her back: "Well, it hurts."
Zhang Man muttered in his heart, and was embarrassed to ask, why don't you call it pain?
She just bit him for at least a few minutes, right? I have been biting so many times, if he reminded her then, it would not be enough to bite and bleed.
She rubbed his chest in annoyance.
The young man dug out the person from his arms and looked at her seriously: "It hurts, I want to blow."
Zhang Man: "..."
Is it really against the peace to say these words so blankly and without fluctuation?
But as the culprit, she didn't have the right to refuse, so she had to move forward and gently blew the wound on the corner of his lips.
After blowing it for a long time, I went online again seriously.
"I heard that saliva can sterilize and reduce inflammation..."
After he finished speaking, he leaned forward with a smile.
...
The spring night is charming, N City has entered its busiest season. People who don't like to go out for activities in winter move out in batches on this soft spring night, and a lot of people are crowded in the square outside the theater.
The square is close to the sea, and from the stone platform is the beach.
People were walking barefoot on the beach, and a group of children were playing in the sand with small shovels and plastic buckets.
In a small area, loud music was playing, and a group of aunts danced their red fans neatly, twisting and twisting vigorously.
The two went down the steps holding hands and strolled along the beach.
There was a hawker on the beach selling kites--the kind with many small string lights on it, which can be seen clearly in the dark.
There are already several people flying kites by the sea.
Throughout the year, there are always thunder, thunder and storms in summer, the air is too quiet in autumn, and the winter is too cold...Spring is the most suitable season for kite-flying. The sea breeze is abundant and stable, which can hold a kite well.
There was a half-year-old boy in his ten-year-old boy who was flying a kite in the shape of a peacock. The peacock was shining in the sky with a green screen on.
Zhang Man was quickly attracted attention.
The spring breeze steadily held the peacock higher and higher, until the end of the line in the little boy's hand.
To be honest, she grew up so big that she had never played a kite before.
When I was young, I couldn't remember it. Maybe I didn't want to run with everyone. When I grew up, I thought it was a child's play.
It didn't take long to see, suddenly something was stuffed in his hand.
She bowed her head and turned out to be a swallow kite.
With a gentle smile in the boy's voice, he rubbed the top of her hair: "Manman, look at it again, people think you are going to grab a kite."
Zhang Man was slightly startled, how could he always know what she wanted to do?
...
Ten minutes later, Zhang Man, who was running almost exhausted, dragged the swallow that fell to the ground, and returned to the young man in despair.
"Mom, look at that sister. She is so stupid. I think she can't put it up after running back and forth for a long time. Her swallows have worn out several lights on the beach."
"..."
Zhang Man took the kite back and handed it to him, his eyes frustrated.
The swallow had several LED lights on half of its wings, and it looked like it had its wings broken, ugly.
The teenager smiled and took the kite, and pointed her forehead with his finger: "Stupid."
As he said, he stretched out his hand to feel the direction, and pulled the kite string out for almost three meters, standing against the wind with the string, and gently tossed the swallow into the air. When the swallow got up, he walked slowly in the opposite direction. , While walking, turning the spool to release the line without even running.
Then, the swallow really flew higher and higher.
Zhang Man raised his head and looked at the kite that had almost become a smaller kite, and opened his mouth.
...Is it so easy? how can that be possible?
He felt the strength, pulling the string one by one, and when the kite was stable, he put the spool into her hand.
"Manman, you try."
Zhang Man carefully held the spool, and could feel the strong pull of the kite in his hands.
The long kite string is very thin, or translucent, invisible in the night, such a thin string, really will not break?
She suddenly felt that the same was true between her and Li Wei.
He seemed to be a kite, which was blown to a very high place by the wind, and she carefully took up the string, pulled him back a little bit, and pulled him back to her.
If you use too much force and the wire is broken, then she will lose him forever, and she can only watch him fly farther and farther, without any remedy.
Fortunately, fortunately, he finally returned to her safely and steadily.
"Boyfriend, how did you just let it go? You didn't even run, the kite flew."
She slowly put the line back while turning her head.
The young man bent down, looked at her, and pointed to his lips.
"I will tell you a kiss."
Zhang Man blushed, and quickly leaned over to kiss him.
The boy kissed her again before fulfilling his promise.
"The best line length is two or three meters at the beginning. Look at the wind direction and walk against the wind. When you feel the wind is rising, immediately raise it and release it, and then adjust the direction and line length according to the tension while walking..."
He said taking back the line, lowering the kite, and taking her to let it go again, patiently, as if he was teaching a child.
Sure enough, following the steps he said, the kite flew high into the sky again.
Zhang Man tilted his head to look at him: "Wow, that's amazing, have you flying a kite before?"
The teenager nodded with a smile, and said nothing.
Are you letting it go?
When I was a child, I was in the orphanage. One spring, the hospital organized an outing to the sea. The teacher sent everyone a kite. Only when he got it, he realized that the line was broken.
It was probably cut by someone.
But that day, he finally remembered flying a kite.
Janet suddenly appeared at the beach and taught him how to fly a kite. He still remembered that it was like a blue seagull kite.
He remembered that he was happily with Janet, flying a kite all morning.
Then the line broke and the kite flew far, and when he recovered, Janet was gone.
Looking back on it, it's really funny. Janet taught him how to release it. It was probably because he was watching the other children and watching the wind flow, and he naturally felt how to release it.
Today is the same gentle spring.
The young man embraced the girl from behind her, her waist was slender, her body was warm, and her smile was flying, only she made him feel the truth and hope of this world constantly.
In the soft spring breeze, the boy looked at the sparkling sponge and quietly curled his lips.
This girl gave him a steady stream of strength to live.
After the psychotherapy yesterday, the doctor evaluated and scored again. She said that his condition was much better than before.
He began to believe more and more that maybe he could really live like this for the rest of his life and stay by her side.
...
After flying the kite, the night was already very dark, and the teenager sent her home as usual.
The two bid farewell downstairs, and Zhang Man suddenly felt a little bit reluctant to hold him and did not let go.
"Go back and remember to put medicine on your lips, and be careful when washing your face. The wound should not become inflamed..."
She babbled and exhorted, hearing the boy's helpless chuckle.
He raised his hand and gently rounded her neck. Something along with his fingers ran across her neck coolly.
"All right."
He said, gently pushing her shoulders away.
Zhang Man lowered his head subconsciously and found that there was a silver pendant below his collarbone. It was very small. It was a little angel with two wings, glowing with a soft and beautiful light under the bright street lights of the community.
She raised her eyes, the boy's kiss caught off guard, falling on her trembling eyelashes.
—"Happy birthday, my angel."