Welcome to I Was Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years, exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network, written by Sang Ze, and narrated by Wang Xiaomo and Lao He. Dreams Voice International Cinema, Raffles City Center Branch, Magic City. Mandarin, 2D, high-definition laser projection, auditorium 2.
On the phone app, only seven of the 189 seats displayed in white were marked red. In other words, seven tickets had been sold. Six of those seats were separate, but all were within the area offering the best viewing experience.
Only that red, sold seat in the lower-left corner looked particularly strange and conspicuous. It was far to the left and toward the back, as though whoever had bought it wanted to hide far away from the other moviegoers and watch the whole film alone in a corner.
Taking everything into account, Wu Chen finally concluded that the person who had bought that ticket must be Xia Jinyu. He bought two tickets beside that seat, then opened the notes app on his phone and typed in some text.
Once he had finished all that, Wu Chen looked at Li Ruobing again.
Hmm, I need to get her to really put on a performance.
Although Xia Jinyu would see through her, how committed Li Ruobing was to the act, and how much effort she put into it, would have a significant impact on the final result.
At around eight thirty, Li Ruobing slowly woke up. Seeing Wu Chen lying on his side with his head propped up, watching her, she smiled, stretched, then rolled into his arms and kissed him. After that, she rolled back and sat straight up.
Getting up the moment you decided to, without dragging it out, was a skill in itself.
"Morning, Mr. Wu."
"Morning, Miss Li."
Wu