Cheng Xi looked at He Sinan, who had become a gentle and abstinent man, and took out a box of cigarettes. He skillfully opened the box with one hand, took out a cigarette, held it between his slender white index and middle fingers, and opened his lips slightly. When he was about to bite the end of the cigarette, he paused with his right hand holding the cigarette, broke the cigarette neatly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."
Cheng west was stunned, his heart was hit hard, and his nose was a little sore: "Just smoke it, I won't retching now."
He Sinan suppressed the annoyance in his heart, turned the lighter on and off in his hand, and whispered "hmm" in a forced voice.
Cheng west suddenly smiled. He hadn't seen him for eleven years. Today, something felt completely relieved. The persistence of youth was slowly disappearing as time passed.
Intention: Because I have you in my heart, there is light in the dark place.