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In this society where Little San was rampant, a moment of carelessness would cause happiness to vanish.

If he wasn't careful, he would have more half-brothers and sisters.

I smoked cigarettes, one after the other, puffing out beautiful smoke rings. I was so agitated that I thought time and experience would make me feel like all my youth and frivolity.

The car heading for Beijing had already stopped in the middle of a sandstorm in Beijing.

Not wanting to find a hotel, he sat in the waiting room and bought several packs of cigarettes and smoked them one by one. Swallowing Cloud was puffing smoke until he was numb. He didn't know what he was thinking, but time would pass by very quickly.

The phone Ji Xiaobei gave me was still in the apartment. I couldn't remember his number.

"Miss, alone." The man came over and said, "Lend me a light."

I threw him a hard look and walked out of the smoking area, where several people were still sitting in the station, waiting for the early hours of the morning.

I was very impatient and kept looking at the clock on the wall. Would Ji Xiaobei think that I was running away with money?

Leaning back in his chair, he looked at the ceiling and laughed. Tomorrow, I wonder what kind of face he'll give me.

Two, three, four... It was already 12 in the morning when he got in the car at 7: 00 and returned to Beijing at around 10: 00.

I remember time so precisely that I don't know what else to remember.

He was gone, but the apartment was still the same as before.

When I woke up and saw a black shadow beside the bed, I jumped in fright. I rubbed my eyes. "What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock at night."

"It's really too late."

"Where did you get so much cigarettes in your pocket?"

I could tell that his tone wasn't very good, so I smiled and said, "Of course I bought it. It's not like you don't know that I smoke."

"I quit." He stood up and said domineeringly, "I'm hungry, go cook for me."

"Cooking?" He still hadn't eaten. Ji Xiaobei couldn't be hungry, so he wouldn't feel wronged.

He took a rubber band and tied his hair behind his head to cook for him. He collapsed on the sofa and smoked one cigarette after another.

The dim light of the wall lamp shone on the side of his face, making him look very tired.

He really didn't seem to be in a good mood. After cooking dinner, I went to the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he said, "If I call your phone in the future and you don't pick it up in time, I'm going to fight you to the death."

He tossed it to me. I tried to look at it out of curiosity, but there was no record of any calls. I thought he must have changed his card.

"Ji Xiao Bei, I took a million."

"It's on you. How much you like to take is your problem."

Pouncing over to hug him, leaning on his back: "Ji Xiaobei, you really are a generous financial backer, in the future I will be very gentle to you, but for cooking, it's best to invite someone else to do it. I'm not very good at it."

"I'm used to it." He threw a cold sentence at her.

Oh, he was really angry.

However, it was dark and gloomy. At night, he slept with his back facing the sky, so he didn't hug me anymore.

But he did not ask where I had gone. He looked at my bag and knew there was smoke, but there was no money. He did not ask who my million had gone to.

My lover is still very generous.