Cao Ye walked to the bathroom to wash with his slippers. Through the hidden door, Liang Sizhe heard him humming a song briskly while letting water inside.

Although Cao Ye always looked carefree, this was the first time he saw him so happy.

...Okay, there are more than 40,000 yuan left in the card, and you can always afford an air conditioner, right? As for the subsequent expenses, let’s talk about it later, the road ahead may not be possible.

Liang Sizhe picked up the script at the head of the bed, opened it and looked at it. The script had been in his hands several times, and it was only then that he could feel at ease.

But although my eyes fell on the script, I didn't actually enter my mind.

He couldn't help but recall what Cao Xiuyuan said - "Either a fool who can't be carved or a genius who makes a big splash." He didn't think he would be a genius. Before coming to Yinsi Street, he never thought that he would become an actor. Even though he had made up a lot of movies these days, he had no idea how to play a role well so far.

But it’s not a fool who can’t be carved, right? Liang Sizhe couldn’t accept that this possibility would be related to him.

Genius and idiot... These two possibilities are too extreme and too contradictory. Even if he plays his violin well, Liang Sizhe has never claimed to be a genius. He knows that behind this is the result of his efforts day and night. There are very few geniuses in this world, and he never thought he would be one of them.

After Cao Ye finished washing up, he walked out of the bathroom humming a song. He sat down on the bed in front of the electric fan, letting the wind blow his newly washed wet hair: "Did my dad say when will I find someone to install the air conditioner?"

Liang Sizhe's eyes raised from the script: "No, it should be just these few days."

"You said he won't forget it, right?"

"No way."

Cao Ye turned his head to look at him. The electric fan just blew to him and blew his hair up. He looked at Liang Sizhe: "We want to have air conditioner, are you happy?"

"It's okay," said Liang Sizhe, "I'm quite happy."

"Not visible at all."

"I am just like this, my mood is not reflected in my expression." In fact, I can't be happy at all.

"Hey, you're quite deep," Cao Ye laughed, "Pretty cool."

When I was sleeping at night, Cao Ye still remembered the air conditioner. Turned off the lights and lay on their own beds. Cao Ye said in the dark: "You said, can my dad remember to install air conditioner for us tomorrow?"

"Who knows?" Liang Sizhe closed his eyes and said, thinking to himself that if you didn't bother me to watch "Midnight Bell" in the afternoon, maybe I've made an appointment to install air conditioning service tomorrow.

"If I don't come tomorrow, I will call him." Cao Ye said to himself.

Hearing this, Liang Sizhe suddenly opened his eyes: "..."

"You can't just remember that you have a son, but you forget it in a blink of an eye..." Cao Ye continued.

"I'll come tomorrow," Liang Sizhe closed his eyes and said, "Go to bed quickly."

The next morning, while Cao Ye was not awake, Liang Sizhe took a taxi to the nearby home appliance city and had a variety of air conditioning brands. The salesperson introduced it to him in a mess, such as fixed frequency, variable frequency, power consumption, and various professional terms, which were all drawn into his ears, making him dizzy when he heard it. He thought that if Cao Xiuyuan or Zheng Yin really came to buy air conditioners, he would not be interested in dealing with the salesperson for time and just pick the most expensive one and pay to leave...

But the most expensive ones are astonishingly high. If you swipe this card, you may be close to the extreme poverty. After a while, he chose a Japanese-branded wall-mounted air conditioner. The appearance looks quite high-end, and the price is less than 10,000 yuan, but he still feels a pain when swiping the card.

It is not an easy thing to fool Cao Ye. Yesterday, Cao Ye actually believed what he said, "Cao Xiuyuan will find someone to install air conditioners for you." He was already incredible.

I think Cao Ye might have been stunned by this sudden fatherly love, otherwise with his IQ and observation, it would not have been so easy to get away with it. How cold is Cao Xiuyuan to Cao Ye usually, so that he can be so happy because of an air conditioner...

The home appliance city delivered goods to the door. Liang Sizhe talked to the driver on the way. After arriving at Lanyan, he asked the master to deliver the air conditioner first. He walked around outside and finished his breakfast slowly. He thought that he was not suspected of going out to buy air conditioners, so he waved to order another breakfast and packed it away, then got up and walked back to Lanyan.

When he pushed the door and entered the room, Cao Ye had already washed up. At this time, he was squatting on the ground, tilting his head, looking at the outer packaging carton of the air conditioner.

Liang Sizhe walked in: "What are you doing?" His eyes fell on the air conditioner on the ground, "Have your dad brought the air conditioner?"

"Well," Cao Ye responded, looking back at him, looking quite happy, "What have you gone out to do?"

"I woke up from hunger and went out for breakfast," Liang Sizhe handed him the breakfast in his hand, paid attention to the expression on his face, and saw nothing unusual, "bring you a copy back."

"Thank you, Brother Sizhe." Cao Ye said sweetly.

Cao Ye sat at the table and ate the small buns, his cheeks were stuffed, and he swallowed and said, "My dad actually remembers the air conditioner."

Liang Sizhe took the script at the head of the bed and opened it, and asked absent-mindedly: "Do you say when will you come?"

"I said it, the afternoon after tomorrow." Cao Ye took a sip of soy milk and said.

"Yes." Liang Sizhe responded.

After the sun set in the evening, the temperature dropped during the day. After dinner, the two of them walked around the nearby alleyway. When they walked to the corner of the street, they met the little white local dog. Cao Ye squatted down and fed it with ham sausage. While watching it eat, he reached out and touched its head: "I also have a dog, which is raised at my grandfather's house, which is so big," he opened his arms and gestured to Liang Sizhe who was squatting on the side, "I will take it here for you next time."

"What kind of variety?" Liang Sizhe was a little tired and stood up with his knees.

"Husky." Cao Ye thought he was going to leave, so he peeled off the remaining ham sausage and threw it in front of the puppy, and stood up.

"Let's go in a different direction today?" Liang Sizhe asked.

"Okay."

Compared with the fireworks of Yinsi Street, the street looks quieter and quieter. Near the street is a row of sports goods stores, grocery wholesale stores and hardware stores. Several stores have been closed and closed. The two of them are strolling around the street without doing anything. Several stores that are still open have lit up the doors of the neon lights with exaggerated color matching at the doors of the store.

A store near the alley was dim and narrow, with "Xiao Ke Record Store" written on the door, but the words "Xiao Ke Cinema" were printed on the light box standing on the street. Cao Ye stopped and looked up at the second floor with curiosity, looking at the store: "Is this place actually a cinema?"

Liang Sizhe looked up in his sight. The window upstairs was pulling the curtains, and the light that was faintly visible in the house was faintly visible. He felt that this place was probably not a serious theater. He felt that it was just a feeling that the young boss sitting at the door of the store was enjoying the cool air and said, "Hey, are you watching the movie?"

Before Liang Sizhe could speak, Cao Ye asked with interest: "What movie?"

"There are all kinds of movies, come in and pick them?"

"Okay, go in and pick it up," Cao Ye said, holding Liang Sizhe's arm and walking in, turning to look at him, "Didn't you say you're almost finished watching those discs?"

"It's almost finished reading, but..."

"But what?" Cao Ye pulled him into the store.

"It's okay." Liang Sizhe said, but I thought the "film" mentioned by this boss may not be the same as what you understand...

The boss led them to the display stand where the discs were placed: "Pick it casually, if it doesn't match the taste, there are still something that has not been taken out."

Liang Sizhe breathed a sigh of relief when he stood in front of the exhibition rack. The boss implicitly did not take those "films" outside. The films placed on the shelf were quite classic. He just glanced at them and saw "Titanic" and "This Killer Not Too Cold".

"This?" Cao Ye raised his hand and took a plate of "Vulgar" from the top shelf, turned his face and asked Liang Sizhe, "Do you see?"

"You choose," Liang Sizhe half-squatted down and looked at the rows below, "Just pick those you haven't seen before."

Liang Sizhe didn't know much about the movie. He took a few classic old movies that he had heard of before and put them on the ground. When he was putting "V-shaped Vendetta Team" over, there was a sound of footsteps going down the stairs from the other end of the narrow house.

Both of them turned their heads and looked over. A man and a woman came down the stairs, both of whom were about in their early twenties. The woman was wearing a plain dress and lowered her head, and was a little afraid of seeing people. The man next to her was wearing a floral shirt and looked like a street gangster. Seeing the two boys downstairs looking up, she raised her arms and hugged the girl next to her, and took her into her arms. The girl blushed and muttered something in a low voice, but she still couldn't break away from the arm holding her.

"Are you finished reading?" The boss greeted him naturally.

"It's over, the film is pretty good." The gangster said in a long tone.

"Is there a cinema upstairs?" Cao Ye turned around and asked the boss, "Is there any good movies coming out now?"

"VIP Hall, you have selected it for me. I'll put it down below, just go up and see it."

A man and a woman just left the house and another couple came in, greeted the boss, and walked straight to the Korean movie area behind, looking like regular customers.

"Let's go up and watch one?" Cao Ye squatted down and put the several discs he had picked on the stack that Liang Sizhe picked. "Anyway, I have to watch a movie when I have nothing to do when I go back."

"... Do you want to watch it?" Liang Sizhe felt a little subtle embarrassing. The man and woman who had just come down from the stairs could tell at a glance which kind of movie they were watching on it. However, Cao Ye may have been abroad for a long time and did not understand the local conditions. He really regarded this place as a screening hall.

...Okay, it's not wrong to say that the screening room is, after all, it depends on what the freedom of customers is.

Just as he was thinking, Cao Ye had already pulled the stack of discs on the ground and started to choose the film. He picked one and said, "Is this OK? Johnny Depp's film should be good."

Liang Sizhe took a look at the title of the movie, "From Hell", it looked like a thriller: "Okay, just watch this." No one stipulated that you can't watch serious movies here...

The boss didn't seem to care what movie the customer was going to watch, so he took it over and glanced: "The movie is two hours long, 30 yuan."

The two paid the money, and the boss stuffed the disc into the projector, waved his hand to them, "Go up, wait for five minutes and go to Hall 3."

The stairs were a bit narrow, the aisle was not transparent, and they were only illuminated by a light bulb hanging on the wall. Cao Ye and Liang Sizhe went upstairs one after another and stood at the door of the second floor, both of them were a little surprised.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Liang Sizhe did not expect the environment here to be so shabby - the narrow and deep pattern similar to the first floor of Lanyan was divided into five confined spaces by partitions, and dark light filled it, which was simply full of hidden and erotic meaning...

"This place is really..." Cao Ye paused and found a suitable word with difficulty, "Special." He walked over and laughed at the simple number "3" on the partition, "Hey Liang Sizhe, come and see, this is Hall 3."

Liang Sizhe walked over and wrote a "3" in chalk on the wooden partition, and a circle was drawn outside. It was really special...

There was a sound of footsteps and a conversation between a man and a woman. Another pair of guests came up. Can sound insulation be done here? Liang Sizhe couldn't help but think in his mind.

Cao Ye ignored the two people coming up from behind and opened the door and walked in: "It's okay inside."

The two men looked over here, Liang Sizhe felt a little uncomfortable, and walked in with Cao Ye. A white curtain was hung on the wall in the front of the compartment. Looking up, there was a projection device, which cast a light blue glare, and a leather double seat was placed near the door.

Cao Ye sat up and tried it. When his upper body leaned back, the back of the chair automatically landed, and the support plate below lifted up, lifting the calves resting on the ground, forming a recliner.

"You try it, it's quite comfortable."

Cao Ye straightened up and pulled Liang Sizhe's arm. He put together, and the recliner returned to the shape of a seat.

Although he instinctively thought about what might have happened on this recliner, seeing Cao Ye's expression of interest, Liang Sizhe still pressed the words of rejection under his tongue, endured the discomfort in his heart and walked over and sat down.

"You lean back," Cao Ye raised his hand and pinched his shoulder, "Let's go together and let it go."

Liang Sizhe followed him, leaning his upper body backwards, lifting the support board behind his legs, and the two of them were half lying on it.

Although this felt a bit strange, the recliner under him was quite spacious, and the two of them would not be close to each other when they were lying on it. Liang Sizhe felt that he could bear it. The hair tied behind his head was a little uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and pulled the rope down and put it on his wrist.

The picture began to appear on the projection wall at this time. Cao Ye looked up and looked: "Do you want to turn off the lights? Where is the switch?" He said as he got off the recliner and looked around the compartment, but he didn't see the switch.

"Will you be outside?" Liang Sizhe turned to look at him.

"I'll go out and have a look." Cao Ye pushed the door and walked out. After a while, the lights in the compartment went out, and only the light emitted by the films on the projection wall remained in the house.

"It's really outside." Cao Ye walked into the compartment and lay down again. After a while, both of them found something was wrong - this film was so bright that there was no sound.

"Do you have to wear headphones?" Cao Ye jumped off the recliner again, and turned around in the compartment but didn't see the headphones. "You don't know how to use headphones, too, are you?"
To be continued...