Because entertainment was scarce, the moviegoers were exceptionally engrossed, occasionally clapping and cheering enthusiastically, which easily sucked you into the atmosphere.
Huo Shiqian’s expression, on the other hand, remained quite indifferent as if he wasn’t really interested in the movie.
He indeed wasn’t interested.
But since this was the sort of thing a young girl enjoyed on a date, he decided to accompany her.
Xia Chuyi was quite enthusiastic while watching.
By the time the protagonist learned martial arts and started defeating enemies left and right, Xia Chuyi was clapping and cheering along. Even in the shadows, her face could be seen blushing with excitement.
Huo Shiqian frowned, thinking he had chosen the wrong movie.
"Hey, Brother Shi Qian, what do you think, how does your martial arts compare to the bald protagonist’s?" suddenly, Xia Chuyi asked curiously, pointing to the bald protagonist on the screen.
Huo Shiqian squinted, responding, "Incomparable."
Xia Chuyi tilted her head, curious, "Why?"
"Handsomeness, I’m no match," Huo Shiqian said, "But in a fight, he’s no match for me."
"Because when I strike, it’s deadly."
Xia Chuyi: ... Should she praise Uncle Liberation Army for being formidable?
As they left the cinema, their fellow friends from 201 were overwhelmingly excited, continually discussing how thrilling the movie was, how the fight scenes stirred their blood, and how they sympathized with the love story of the protagonists.
But Xia Chuyi, after hearing Uncle Liberation Army’s realistic remarks, lost all interest in joining the discussion.
No matter how good the fighting scenes looked, they were of no use on the battlefield!
That said, in a few years, our border, specifically the new southern border region, would face limited local conflicts.
Thinking of this, Xia Chuyi slightly furrowed her brows and said, "Brother Shi Qian, we should pay extra attention to certain parts of our country, especially the borders and places bordering XX..."
Hearing this, Huo Shiqian glanced at her, unsure why she suddenly brought this up, but assuming she was expressing concern for him, said, "Don’t worry too much, the border has never been peaceful."
"Our defenses have never been relaxed."
Hearing this, Xia Chuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and silently laughed at herself for being silly: Of course, who could understand the border’s peace or turmoil better than Uncle Liberation Army?
"Let’s go," Xia Chuyi smiled.
From that day on, Uncle Liberation Army had officially entered the circle of 201 and become the perfect, albeit slightly older, son-in-law of 201.
According to what Xia Chuyi’s friends from 201 said, "Chuyi your partner, apart from being a bit older, has no flaws, he’s excellent in all aspects!"
Jiang Shuqin: ...Ignorance is bliss.
Xia Chuyi smiled: "Old? I don’t think it’s that much."
She said, "If we’re talking about psychological age, I think I might be older than him."
Friends from 201: ...
"Chuyi, how do you manage to lie so smoothly without batting an eye?"
Xia Chuyi: ... These days, no one believes the truth.
One Saturday in Capital City, the weather was unusually cool.
"You go learn embroidery first, I’ll wait for you," he nodded to her and said.
"Okay," Xia Chuyi replied.
Although Uncle Liberation Army’s leave wasn’t long, Mrs. Gu’s health was even more concerning, and it was uncertain how much time she had left.
Xia Chuyi thought to herself: She could only hope that the medicinal food would have some effect.
At noon, after finishing her embroidery lessons, the two dined at Professor Bao’s home, and afterwards, Huo Shiqian took Xia Chuyi and bid farewell to Professor Bao’s house.