Zhang Zhao took Xu Xu around two streets that day and found a budget hotel, where he got a double room.
Xu Xu lay on the bed staring blankly, while Zhang Zhao sat on the other bed, legs crossed, smoking a cigarette.
For a while, they remained silent.
After lying there for some time, Xu Xu turned and said, "Can I have one?"
Zhang Zhao glanced at him sideways and threw the pack of cigarettes and lighter over.
Xu Xu took one out himself, lit it with an awkward hand motion, put it in his mouth, and took a puff.
The choking smoke circled in his mouth for a while, and he coughed twice, expelling the smoke from his mouth.
Zhang Zhao sneered, "Can't even smoke, are you even a man?"
Zhang Zhao took a drag with a casual grace, exhaling the smoke through his nose, and looked provocatively at Xu Xu.
