Tang Yanqing laughed silently and stopped bickering, simply smiling quietly in the darkness as she watched her.
Shi Nian felt a bit uneasy, pushed him away, and walked out from behind the door.
The house felt empty, making one feel a sense of unease.
The two walked into the corridor, and Tang Yanqing lit a match again, intending to light a cigarette. The flame momentarily illuminated their faces, and in that instant when their eyes met, they both saw the fiery brilliance in each other's eyes.
Shi Nian quickly looked away, stepping forward first to blow out the match.
"Tobacco has a smell, it'll linger. Besides, the cigarettes you smoke aren't available on the market, which makes them your identity marker. If they fall into the nose of someone attentive, they'll recognize you."
He chuckled softly, his gaze burning like a star in the darkness, staring at her intently.
"Who are you worried about recognizing me?"
