Is it worth it? On a dark night, Song Luyang was sitting on a high wall smoking a cigarette and asked Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't say anything. He took the cigarette handed by Song Luyang, took a strong puff, and handed it back.
Look, moths are flying into the flame. Chen Mo looked at the group of dying beings surrounding the cigarette butt at Song Luyang's fingertips, and after a long time he said calmly.
Song Luyang watched the cigarette slowly burn to his fingertips. He still didn't let go, but held it directly in his hand. In the quiet night, a "" sound can be heard.
What went out? No, something burned.
There's something wrong with you, why don't you throw it away?
Only when it hurts will you remember it forever.