Li Zhi leaned against the neon-lit corridor, her face blurred by the smoke, and she hummed an unknown song. Yang Yi sat in the car and looked at her quietly. He also smoked a cigarette and imitated her, humming. He's not in tune and it's hard to listen to. After seeing Li Zhi put out the cigarette, he also put out the cigarette, still staring at her back, gradually disappearing into the sea of people.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
