C11 I Want to Eat Spicy Stir-fried Meat

It's late at night.

The man sat outside the balcony door. The dim light shone on his back, and the smoke was like a celestial being in a painting. He pulled on the white veil to create the fog, which was extremely enchanting. Under the light of the lamp, he gradually disappeared into the night.

Shen Yiran lowered his eyes and looked at the ashes on the ground. His throat rolled up and down