C199 Could It be Her?

Bewildered, desolate, he took another drag from his cigarette. The grayish-white smoke ring, under the light of the lamp, formed into a ball, faintly sketching the image of Li Li's humble face.

The crystal ashtray was already filled to the brim with cigarette butts.

Another cigarette went out in the ashtray, and the phone on his desk rang.

He was stunned