When they left ho, the sky was already a bit dark. Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang changed into a set of plain, deep grey clothes together, which turned out to be matching long outfits.
However, Jiang Nuo, with his tall and slender build, was a natural clothes hanger, looking good in anything he wore.
This set of deep grey linen pants and shirt on him exuded the elegant deanor of a noble young gentleman from the Republic of China era.
Mu Qiuniang, not to be outdone, looked especially delicate and ethereal with her petite stature.
The combination of one tall, one petite, made for a striking balance.
To be honest, just by looking at them, one would perceive them as a happy couple.
All the way, Jiang Nuo took every opportunity to intimately embrace her waist, desperate to pull her close for a kiss.
Mu Qiuniang remained the beautiful human doll, often too lazy to pay him any mind, yet he loved to tease her, occasionally provoking her to glare and pout, adding so expression and liveliness to her otherwise expressionless face.
It was unclear whether Jiang Nuo was just lucky, but on their outing, nobody recognized him, making him particularly smug behind his mask: "Honey, look at my disguise, isn't it great? No one recognized at all. I always said, the best way for a star to disguise themselves is to not dress up. The more glamorous and peculiar they dress, the more attention they draw..."
Mu Qiuniang wanted to say: If it weren't for my 'neglect charm', making everyone overlook you, you'd be recognized strutting around like this!
"Honey, should we buy so popcorn?" Jiang Nuo suggested after seeing other couples buying it.
"I'll go buy it." Considering his status, Mu Qiuniang decisively refused to let him go.
However, they forgot one thing, which was — Mu Qiuniang had no money. Usually, her food and shelter were arranged by her junior mbers from the Master's sect, and she had no need to buy anything outside, so she wasn't in the habit of carrying cash.
And incidentally, apart from a bank card, she knew nothing about using mobile banking or anything else.
Therefore, when she got the popcorn and the vendor asked for paynt, she froze: "..."
Did she seem to have no money?
"Can I swipe a card?" Mu Qiuniang asked.
"Alipay?"
"What's that?"
The salesgirl was quite helpless: "It's..." She explained for a while, but Mu Qiuniang didn't understand at all.
Where did this ancient relic co from, not even knowing about Alipay?
With more custors queuing behind her, Mu Qiuniang, not wanting to hold up the line, looked towards Jiang Nuo, who was standing aside with a hat on, head down: "Honey, do you have any cash?"
The salesgirl was a bit surprised: This girl looks quite young, married?!
Early marriage, huh!
Another look at her husband, although his face was hidden, his tall stature told tales, that linen couples' outfit emanating a particular charm, she couldn't help but take another look.
"No!" Jiang Nuo lowered his voice deliberately, tuning his phone to the Alipay interface, before handing it over.
The salesgirl said nothing more, scanned it: "OK."
Jiang Nuo took the popcorn from Mu Qiuniang's hands, holding her chubby little hand, squeezing it twice, contentedly taking her to the elevator towards the screening room upstairs.
Watching the tall and short couple, the salesgirl internally mused: Do I just think he's handso because his backside resembles my Jiang idol so much!
As a die-hard fan, she was very proud.
But alas, she didn't have ti to dwell on it, for the next custor was already asking for popcorn too. She wouldn't know she'd already had a close brush with her idol.
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Chuchu was already a veteran fan, and today she ca specifically to see "The Double-Faced Man," for the twelfth ti. She couldn't help it; her idol was just too handso in the role!
Her idol played the dual undercover, Qiao Yiran, an absolute heartthrob, just a bit aloof, with a permanent cold deanor, as if saying "don't talk to " to everyone.
But it was this very coldness that made him especially charismatic.
Especially, Qiao Yiran had a particular penchant for wearing uniforms. The black uniform on him exuded an almost ascetic allure, often prompting Chuchu to exclaim while watching: "Oh! My idol, he's just too handso!"
Thus, poor Chuchu, during her first watch, was so absorbed by his beauty that she didn't even register what the movie was about.
Afterwards, she found a wonderfully detailed review online, describing it as a high-IQ suspense film, pointing out hidden plots leading to the true murderer behind a murder-for-hire case; how overt and covert lines were interwoven, telling the story of the "harmful" little girl's backstory, revealing her innocence, her parents were persecuted, and her enemy raised her instilling a wrong worldview...
Anyway, this girl wasn't the most pitiful character; the most pitiful was the guardian grandpa. Supposedly a heroic detective from decades ago, he lost his wife due to a certain case, even losing his son.
The grown son turned into the adopted child of the killer, becoming his accomplice.
The grandpa had to "sacrifice family for justice," so when he sent the young man in to face justice, he cried sorrowfully.
Qiao Yiran wasn't a good person either, selling white group information to the black one, vice versa. But he was unfortunate too; he once had a happy family, ruined by his father's boss's treachery, leading to his father's false accusations.
Hence, he grew up carrying his father's sins.
He hated the person who ruined his family, yet was raised by soone viewing him as rely a pawn. He was more pitiful than the guardian grandpa's son; at least that one was an adopted son, while he was simply a "pawn" from start to finish.
He was the person's most strictly controlled and crucial pawn.
But Qiao Yiran always sought freedom, sacrificing his mother, using his "filial piety" to deceive that person; sacrificing his love, feigning affection for a woman he didn't love to exploit her network, approaching her while pretending to be genuinely enamored; while the woman he truly loved, was rcilessly abandoned by him, eventually falling into enemy hands...
Initially, it was just for his idol, to see the handso man, but gradually, Chuchu beca more infatuated with "The Double-Faced Man," preparing nurous tissues every ti, crying as she watched.
Every character in the film was imnsely rich, even the tea server in a roadside teahouse seed to have their own story. It appeared everyone was unfortunate, with their own helplessness, yet all striving to live brilliantly, to live their own lives.
Qiao Yiran sought to rid himself of his "pawn" identity even in death, while simultaneously being entranced by the danger and thrill his role brought. Probably, every man loves adventure, loves the thrill of adventure.
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