Grandpa was not at home, so I secretly stuffed the pornographic films I brought back from school into the DVD player. Dabao seemed to have stopped breathing, staring straight at the screen. The picture of □ appeared, and we both looked at the picture with dumbfounded expressions. Occasionally we look into each other's eyes without communicating verbally. But the passion in our hearts has long been revealed in our eyes. To this day, even if I watch countless movies, I still can't regain the passion I had when watching movies. Occasionally, I have a flash of thought, and the voice on the screen still echoes in my ears...