"What? Auntie finally told you that you are actually the second generation of super rich people. It was just to train you. In the future, you don't have to suffer from smoking cigarettes that cost ten yuan. Can you go up to fifteen?"
"Go away! Haven't you heard of Xuanhemen's slogan?"
"What?"
"I only smoke Hemen, and I only love one person in my life! Besides, I don't need the sweet buttery moisturizing of the Black Devil now. We will be single soon."
"Then have you ever thought about something?"
"What's going on?"
"Isn't the cigarette holder for a thin-tubed Xuan Hemen like you also sweet?"
After Bai Man finished speaking, he stamped out the burned-out black devil and returned to the house, leaving Wen Zhige in a daze to enjoy the breeze on the balcony, acting like an outsider.
It's just that they are young and don't understand that whether it's the Black Devil or Xuan Hemen; whether it's the sweet buttery flavor or the slight sweetness on the cigarette holder, the smoke is dreamy, addictive, but also harmful.
Concept: Everyone at different stages of life has different views and ways of treating relationships. Does time change us or our love?