chapter 167 good

In the night, Emily and I almost stopped communicating. It wasn't until I felt the desire to smoke again that I said to her, "Borrow me a light."

"Stop smoking."

I was speechless and looked up at the sky. Emily looked at the sky with me in confusion. I took the opportunity to take the lighter from her hand, lit the cigarette calmly, smoked leisurely, and then cleared away the messy thoughts in my heart. The emotions were exhaled along with the smoke.

Emily didn't...