Shi Nian turned his head to look at him.
I wonder if it's at this moment that people's moods are easily influenced by the layers of light blue outside the window, leading them to relax and unwind as well? It always feels like looking at him now makes my heart involuntarily soften.
She turned back but reached out to him: "Mr. Tang, can I borrow a cigarette?"
Tang Yanqing was taken aback: "You want to smoke?"
"Oh." She glanced at him sideways: "Is it not allowed?"
Tang Yanqing frowned: "Then wait a moment. Xiao Yi might have some ladies' cigarettes."
"No need, I'll just smoke the men's ones."
Tang Yanqing hesitated slightly but still took out a cigarette, pulled out two sticks, and handed her one.
Shi Nian sat down against the wall, leaning back. After a tiring night, her feet were somewhat swollen, uncomfortable in the shoes, so she simply took off both shoes, placing them on her sides, one on each side.
