"I think you've been influenced by Li Tianyi and become a fool. Since childhood, whose dreams haven't included lakes, mountains, and grasslands?" Liang Rui said.
Ye Weining thought about it and seemed to agree.
"You, don't be so stubborn. You are already a well-adjusted person now." Liang Rui offered a cigarette, "Want a puff?"
Ye Weining looked at the sand dune; Li Tianyi hadn't come out yet: "I want a new one."
Liang Rui lit one for her.
Only he knew that Ye Weining could smoke. She didn't have a strong craving, only occasionally smoked half a cigarette when in the mood.
The white smoke rings drifted through her delicate fingers as Ye Weining exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "You're right, because of my body, I get fixated on certain things."
"Let it go. Our Sister Ning is a big person, capable of both handling and letting go of things."
"Mm."
Half a cigarette burned out, and Li Tianyi hadn't returned.
Ye Weining was a bit worried: "Why hasn't he come yet?"
