Lu Jingzhi held a large tote bag in one hand, while Sang Yu felt a bit embarrassed with her hands empty. "Let me help you carry a bag," she offered.
Lu Jingzhi sidestepped Sang Yu's outstretched hand. "Your man is here, so there's no need for you to help."
"How can you say that? What do you mean 'my man'?" Sang Yu glanced around nervously, relieved to see that no one was paying attention to them.
Seeing Sang Yu's flustered expression made Lu Jingzhi want to laugh. He chuckled, "I mean, sweetheart, you're just too cute. What era are we in? Besides, am I not your man?"
Sang Yu shot him a glare. "Can't you just say boyfriend? Why do you have to say 'man'? It sounds so embarrassing."
Lu Jingzhi nodded. "Alright, from now on I'll call you my fiancé."
Sang Yu sighed. "Forget it. You have thick skin anyway; say whatever you want."
When they got home, the sheets and duvet cover had already finished washing in the machine. After hanging them up, Sang Yu started preparing lunch.
Lu Jingzhi helped her out; cooking wasn't his strong suit, so he could only assist with washing vegetables and such.
Sang Yu was quick with her hands and soon had four dishes and a soup ready. The portions were just right for the two of them, and by the end of the meal, their plates were completely empty.
It had been a while since they had gone on a date—since a few days before Sang Yu's winter break, in fact. They decided to have an afternoon date after their nap at two o'clock, and then they headed out to watch a movie.
At the cinema, there were quite a few people. While it wasn't overcrowded, the lobby felt cramped enough that breathing seemed a bit difficult.
This year there were many New Year's films released, and Sang Yu felt torn about which one to choose since she wanted to see them all.
"What should we watch?" Sang Yu asked Lu Jingzhi as she looked up at him.
"Which one do you want to see? A man with some emotional intelligence knows he should pick what his girlfriend wants."
"I don't know; they all look good. You choose for me," she replied, suffering from decision fatigue.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Jingzhi suggested, "How about we watch the one directed by Zhang Yimou? It’s a comedy starring Shen Teng."
"Sure," Sang Yu nodded in agreement.
Lu Jingzhi bought the tickets on his phone. Since they decided to go at the last minute, all the good seats were sold out, leaving him with only a spot near the front. They would likely have to crane their necks to watch the movie today.
"Next time we should buy tickets earlier; there weren't any good seats left. Just make do today," he said.
"It's fine; it's just a seat," Sang Yu replied nonchalantly. "There are quite a few people watching movies during the New Year." She didn't mind at all because the person beside her was him.
She couldn't remember who said it before: as long as the person beside you is the one you truly want to be with, even just walking down the street can feel like a happy occasion.
Lu Jingzhi went off to buy drinks and popcorn. Sang Yu tried to stop him, suggesting he only get a drink, but Lu Jingzhi refused. He insisted that watching a movie as a couple needed some ritualistic elements. Although he didn't often come to cinemas (he usually watched movies in his home theater), he knew the essentials for movie-watching: girlfriend, drink, and popcorn.
It wasn't easy for the two of them to come to the cinema, so of course, popcorn was a must. In the end, Lu Jingzhi bought the largest bucket of popcorn available.
Sang Yu couldn't help but twitch his lips at the sight; were they still going to have dinner later?
Seeing Lu Jingzhi so happy, Sang Yu decided not to say anything. Fine, if you have the money, go ahead and be indulgent! As long as you're happy!
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