"Mi Mi, stop smoking." The cold voice was the voice I loved to hear. I watched him take the cigarette butt from my hand, throw it under his feet and stamp it out, as if there was so much hatred between him and it, he twisted the soles of his feet hard.
"Why don't you smoke if you don't want to smoke? Why are you so fierce? I just don't understand. You were the one who taught me how to smoke, and now you are the one who doesn't let me smoke. You have really changed quickly." I raised my head and met his eyes.
"You..." His eyes were deep, and mine were cunning. How I wish I could have the charm of a vixen at this time and attract his soul. If I can, I am willing to pay any price. But I know this is impossible.
He said no more, turned and walked away. I looked at his back, took out the cigarette pack, smoked one and put it in my mouth. ZIPPO's voice sounded particularly crisp in such a night. I saw his hesitant steps, but finally he didn't look back at me.
Taking a deep breath, "Geng Xiaoran, Geng Xiaoran, you never know that this cigarette smells like you, and I love you."