Chapter 197
Ticket check, entering the theater, finding their seats.
Hall 3 wasn't large, and neither was the screen. The seats were old-fashioned red velvet chairs, soft to sit on, carrying a faint scent of disinfectant.
Fang Qi held Liguang's small hand, walking further inside along the dim steps.
Commercials were playing on the screen, the shifting light and shadows making the aisle flicker from bright to dark.
He found their row—the third from the back, the four seats right in the middle.
He turned sideways to let Liguang go in first.
The silver-haired girl obediently squeezed past him sideways, her milky-white knit dress brushing against his legs.
She sat down in the third seat, then immediately reached over and grabbed his hand.
Fang Qi sat down next to her and glanced around.