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Vivian never seemed to smoke, but she said one thing: When you've been beaten up before, you have to smoke a cigarette when you're in pain. It was as if the pain had lessened.

He immediately became moved and hugged her even more tightly, enunciating word by word, "I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you in smoking. Of course, in the future, I still have to accompany you in quitting …"

He smoked the first cigarette she brought, and soon, soon …

He started asking her for them, he said. The same brand of cigarettes I bought, why is it not as fragrant as the one I got from Ran?

How did he know what she was giving him? That was the shortcut to heaven, that was the bridge to hell …

It was the despair she had planted with her own hands.

She watched him increase the doses day by day, watched him gradually turn listless from energy to energy. Even then, when she had delayed supplying him with cigarettes for a few days, he had actually broken out on the spot!

Only God knew that she had been frightened. If she had found any random doctor, it would have been easy to see why he had turned out like this.

Fortunately, Cen Meiyun was so frightened that she actually listened to her. Furthermore, the first thing to worry about when such a thing happened in the Wealthy Class house would be status and reputation.

This time, Wei An had actually used twice the usual dose to stop his drug addiction. Looking at him greedily enjoying the poison she gave him, she was not happy. Instead, she felt a chill in her heart.

Sometimes I think, how innocent is he?

But who knew that she didn't dare to close her eyes every night? Every night was a nightmare, she didn't dare to look at her sister's face, and she didn't dare to think about it.

She had already begun to walk this path. It was as if someone had grabbed her by the neck, making it impossible for her to turn back.

"Ran Ran... "Ran Ran, I love you …"

When the emotion reached its peak, he whispered into her ear, and when Ran An An closed his eyes, he could not bear it anymore, she just held him tightly, hugging him tightly, "Vian, Vian..." I love you too. "

It should be love, right? How could she not love such a handsome man that even women would lose their luster to?

But her soul was ugly and dirty, and she carried it too heavily on her back for her to love.

After that, he murmured, "Ran Ran, I want your cigarette …"

Ran An's mouth moved, but his fingers were still buried in his black hair. "Wei An, today you already smoked three, you can't smoke anymore …"

Ji Wei An seemed to be a bit tired and yawned, but he kept shaking her: "Ran Ran, please, I want to smoke …" Give me one! "

He immediately started puffing out large mouthfuls of smoke, with a peculiar glint in his eyes. He was so addicted to it that he buried his face in her soft and sweet mouth, murmuring, "Ran, you must have poisoned me …"

Ran An's whole body trembled, as if his whole body was trembling violently. Her face turned pale as she said, "Wei An, what are you talking about …"

His voice was so shaky that it could barely be heard.

"Otherwise, why would I love you so much that I can't stand to be away for even a day?" He continued to speak, but fell into a deep sleep …

In an instant, Ran An calmed down and found that his entire body was covered in sweat, and his blanket was also soaked. Why did he have to lead a life like this? It was hard to sit still, but every day was like a year …

Under the rumbling sounds of the machines, the old city district gradually turned into a large area of ruins. Her father could now be supported as he slowly walked, and her relationship with Cen Meiyun was also getting better. However, she did not tell her father about her happy mood.

He had been to the old city once with Cen Meiyun, and had even brought his father there a few times.

He had seen Zeng Yaxi on the way back and forth. He had followed them from a distance, but never approached them. He was happy to know that Zeng Yaxi had followed her all the way to the train station just like that time.

It was impossible to say that she was not moved at all, but the only thing she could do was pretend not to know.

Days passed, slow but stubborn.

He walked for many years, snow falling outside his window, his hair growing longer, his ears covered with furry earmuffs, a half-grown plush windbreaker, and the beige snow boots of a rotten street. She walked on the thin snowflakes, step by step, in the early winter streets, there were very few people, but there were the sounds of children laughing in the snow.

It was soon her birthday and he would be back soon. Thinking of this, it was as if his heart was filled with honey.

Last night, he was still chatting online. He looked to be in high spirits and said that his grandpa had recovered a bit. He should be able to come back earlier.

Heh! She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. Why had she never realized that the world could be so beautiful?

The day after tomorrow, he'll be home by night, day after tomorrow... Why did she still have to wait for two days? She was about to go crazy!

She could not believe that the usually reserved Xu Hanyi was actually like a young girl in love, looking forward to the arrival of a man …

After turning a corner, she was suddenly attracted by a burst of ethereal singing. She couldn't help but stop and listen, but her mood suddenly became indecisive. That singing voice was the Sarah Brightman that both she and Sulay liked.

She suddenly remembered that she broke a CD that was once her favorite. She bit her lips and subconsciously walked towards the audio store. She didn't want to owe her anything, and she didn't want to involve Hao with her again.