Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

Lin Feng parked his car downstairs at Liu Jiaqi's apartment building and sent a text message: "Arrived."

Two minutes later, Liu Jiaqi came out of the building entrance.

She was wearing tight jeans, a white strapless tank top, and a denim vest, revealing her fair and slender waist. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she wore light makeup, making her skin glow.

A faint milky scent wafted in when I got on the bus.

"Where to?" She fastened her seatbelt and turned to look at him.

Lin Feng thought for a moment. There weren't any good movies in the cinema lately, and the coffee shop was too formal. Why not go somewhere more exciting?

"Video parlor".

Liu Jiaqi was taken aback: "Video arcades? Aren't those places for thugs? They're too chaotic there!"

Raymond Lam started the car: "Who said that? Good students are going too. I'll pick a good movie, Stephen Chow's 'Out of the Dark'."

Liu Jiaqi hesitated for a moment, but did not object.

Next to the New Century Internet Cafe is a video arcade called "Red Star Video Arcade". It has a small storefront and is divided into small private rooms with colorful posters on the walls.

The boss was a bald man in his forties, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. When he saw Lin Feng come in, he squinted and smiled.

Lin Feng handed over five yuan: "Return of the Soul."

The bald man took the money, took out a large box, rummaged through it, found a CD, and handed it to him: "Room 3."

The room was small, with a double bed covered with a gray-blue sheet, and opposite it were a CRT TV and a VCD player.

There was a poster of the movie "Young and Dangerous" on the wall. Chan Ho-nam and Chicken were smoking cigarettes and carrying knives, looking quite intimidating.

Liu Jiaqi stood in the doorway, looking around the room, her face slightly flushed: "This place... how come there's a bed?"

Raymond Lam said matter-of-factly, "It's comfortable to watch movies while lying down."

He inserted the disc into the VCD player, and an image appeared on the television screen.

The two lay side by side on the bed, with Lin Feng holding her with one arm and Liu Jiaqi resting her head on Lin Feng's shoulder.

"Out of the Dark" was filmed by Stephen Chow in 1995, so it's considered an old movie. Liu Jiaqi hasn't seen it.

It started out normally, but it got more and more outrageous as it went on, making her laugh so hard she kept snuggling into Raymond Lam's arms.

"This old lady is terrifying!" She buried her face in Lin Feng's chest, unable to look at the screen.

Taking the opportunity, Raymond Lam hugged her tightly, and his hands began to wander.

Liu Jiaqi grasped his hand, her voice soft:

What are you doing?

"It's nothing, I just think you seem to have gotten bigger lately."

"roll!"

"Let me measure it."

"You fucking..."

She was about to say something, but her mouth was gagged.

Liu Jiaqi made two symbolic pushes, but couldn't move it.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

She wrapped her arms around his neck.

She gradually relaxed and responded positively to him.

An hour later, the movie on TV finished, and the screen was filled with static, emitting a hissing white noise.

Liu Jiaqi lay on Lin Feng's chest, her hair cascading over him. The blush on her face hadn't faded, and her eyelashes trembled as she recovered.

Lin Feng put his arm around her and ran his fingers along her back.

"Lin Feng," Liu Jiaqi whispered.

"Um?"

"You really don't know how to cherish a beautiful woman."

"What's wrong?"

"You're always so ruthless." Liu Jiaqi looked up and glared at him, but her eyes were soft. "I'm really fed up."

Lin Feng chuckled.

"You're still laughing!" She punched him lightly with her fist.

"I'll be more careful next time, I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"You said the same thing last time."

Lin Feng stopped talking, but the corners of his mouth were still turned up.

The two lay in bed for another ten minutes or so.

Liu Jiaqi got up first and tidied her hair in front of the small mirror on the wall.

Her hair was a complete mess, like a bird's nest, and she was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

"It's all your fault!"

Lin Feng leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and watched her busy herself, finding it quite beautiful.

When I left the video arcade, it was already completely dark in Huanan County.

The street food stalls emitted plumes of white steam, and the aroma of barbecue wafted over, mingling with the scents of charcoal and cumin.

Liu Jiaqi's walking posture was a little unnatural, which Lin Feng noticed, but he held back his laughter.

"Honey, haven't you had dinner yet?" He walked over and put his arm around her shoulder.

"We've been exercising so much, we need to eat something good to replenish ourselves. Come on, I'll take you to get some barbecue skewers."

Liu Jiaqi rolled her eyes at him:

"Hmph, that's more like it. I want to eat duck blood and vermicelli soup wrapped in tin foil, and I also want to eat tripe hot pot."

"Okay, whatever you want to eat, that's fine."

The two went to "Fatty's Barbecue Restaurant," located on the street in the center of the county town. The food was delicious, and it was still packed at nine o'clock in the evening.

Raymond Lam ordered ten skewers of lamb, five skewers of pork belly, five skewers of tendon, two skewers of chicken wings, one skewer of pork kidney, a serving of duck blood vermicelli in tin foil, a pot of tripe skewers, and two bottles of Harbin beer.

The duck blood vermicelli soup was very hot, and she blew on it for a long time before taking a bite.

The tripe in the hot pot made a "crunching" sound as she chewed, and the spiciness made her gasp for breath, but she couldn't stop eating it.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Lin Feng poured her a glass of beer.

Liu Jiaqi took a sip, and the spiciness subsided, allowing her to recover.

She suddenly asked, "Lin Feng, between me and Song Yan, who makes you feel more comfortable?"

Lin Feng choked on a mouthful of beer, coughed several times, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Why are you asking this?

"I'm curious." Liu Jiaqi looked at him earnestly. "Just tell me."

Lin Feng wiped his mouth: "Everything's fine."

"So, we have to choose one?"

Raymond Lam's eyes darted around, and he revealed a mischievous smile:

"This needs to be done simultaneously to get a clear comparison. How about we do it all together sometime?"

"Let's see who's more comfortable."

Liu Jiaqi rolled her eyes, crumpled up a tissue, and threw it at his face: "You think you're an emperor? You're dreaming! You want all three of them at once? You're really asking for trouble!"

Lin Feng caught the crumpled paper and said with a grin, "I just wanted to make a comparison, to be scientifically rigorous."

"Come on! You just had a bad day." Liu Jiaqi picked up her beer glass, took a big gulp, her face flushed from the spiciness and the alcohol, but the corners of her mouth were turned up.

The two finished their barbecue around 11 p.m.

Liu's mother has called Liu Jiaqi several times to urge her, and she lied and said she was celebrating a classmate's birthday.

She got out of the car downstairs at Liu Jiaqi's apartment building and said shyly:

"You jerk, next time we go on a date, let's find a place without a bed."

After saying that, she blushed and ran into the building.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette.

My phone vibrated; it was a text message from Zhang Min:

Are you coming back to stay today?

He replied with a single word: "Reply".

The car started and drove towards Jinxiu Garden.