The afterglow of dusk spread on the street, and the crimson half of the sun stretched the shadows long. Cars passed by at high speed on the road, leaving behind a trail of exhaust gas. He and she stood on the roadside, silent.
The boy rarely took out a box of unopened cigarettes, put one in the corner of his mouth, flicked the lighter, and lit it.
As if delicious food was brewing, I enjoyed the long-lost smell of cigarettes for a while before slowly blowing out a cloud of smoke.
The girl kept silently watching behind him. When she saw the boy taking out a cigarette, her eyes clearly struggled, but she did not move after all.
"Let's break up." After a long time, the boy softly uttered a word.