Cheng Jin walked over and sat down next to him. Knowing that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, she took a last puff. Yan Jue was about to put out the cigarette when he heard the sound of the cigarette box being opened. Cheng Jin took out a cigarette and put it in his lips. He stared at her blankly, watching her gradually turn her head, and somehow he wanted to hand her the lighter, but she slowly came closer, his face magnified in front of her eyes, she lit his unburned cigarette, and then took a deep breath.
He watched with fascination as she half-closed her eyes and lit a cigarette, casually and melancholy.
"You didn't smoke before."