chapter 67 :Send off

After sending Penelope away, I returned to the house, drank all the red wine I had not finished, then lit a cigarette and lay on the sofa, smoking heavily, but I still thought about how I had just asked Penelope if we could count. In the picture of friends, I was a little surprised why I would ask this, and what is the meaning of this question? I didn't think about it for a long time, maybe this is the same as saying something good when someone is about to die. Although I didn't care what...