C68 I Don't Want Him

He was smoking elegantly on the balcony. In my memory, Lin Xia didn't touch these things. He was a germaphobe.

But after so many years, many people would change. It was not strange for him to learn how to smoke now.

When he came in, he had a faint smell of tobacco. He adjusted the drip and dripped it even slower.

"It will hurt if it drips faster."

I complained