At eight-thirty, Bai Yu was addicted to smoking, but seeing that Watermelon was still playing jigsaw puzzling in the living room and worried about the child, he made an excuse to throw away the trash and go out.
The late autumn night wind was cold. Just as Bai Yu rushed out, he came out wearing a t-shirt without a jacket, so before he could pretend to be deep, his nose started to itch, and he sneezed three or four times.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him. Before Bai Yu could turn his head to see who it was, a suit was draped over his shoulders.
Smelling the familiar smell, Bai Yu let out a low laugh, took out another cigarette, and gave it to Song Shilin who was standing at the side.
Originally, he thought that this man would not accept it, but in the next second, Song Shilin took the cigarette from Bai Yu's hand.
Bai Yu's lips moved, before he could even speak, a shadow appeared before his eyes.
Song Shilin tilted his head and moved closer to Bai Yu. With a cigarette in his mouth, the tail of the cigarette and the tail of the cigarette clashed together.
Bai Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva without leaving a trace, and looked at the man who was just inches away from his without blinking. Her heart and liver felt as if they were being scratched by a cat, it was extremely itchy.
How cool, if only he could get another shot …
Song Shilin succeeded in borrowing the fire. Standing beside Bai Yu, he exhaled deeply, so his handsome face couldn't be seen clearly in the dark.
Bai Yu pinched his thigh hard and cursed in his heart. Man, you have to be calm! Calm down!
An ambiguous aura started to spread around the two of them, but they were completely oblivious to it.
Bai Yu threw his cigarette butt on the ground, used his slippers to grind it, and said hoarsely: "Why did you come out too."
Song Shilin turned his head to look at Bai Yu. He realized that the other party was repeating the same action as he pursed his lips repeatedly, the two of them had lived together before, so he knew that the other party's actions were a result of the addiction.
Bai Yu had no other choice. He just wanted to smoke a few cigarettes, but after meeting Song Shilin and giving one to him, he had nothing left.
Bai Yu was still lost in thought, and only after a wet cigarette was stuffed into his mouth did he regain his senses.
Song Shilin stood at the side, not explaining his actions, his expression was the same as the first time, only his aura was more calm and mature.
Bai Yu suddenly felt bitterness in his mouth, and even the cigarette in his mouth could not arouse his interest.
How could he let go of this man so easily if he wasn't forced to?
"I'll go back first." Bai Yu suddenly said. Without waiting for Song Shilin's gaze, he turned and left.
It was unknown if it was intentional or not, but Bai Yu had taken away the jacket that Song Shilin had draped over his body, and had no intention of returning it.
Song Shilin lowered his eyes slightly. His gaze was deep and dark, like a ferocious beast lying in wait in the dark, waiting for its prey to enter the hunting grounds before violently attacking.
The "prey" didn't know anything about this, and was happily jumping about on the spot.
Not long after Bai Yu left, Song Shilin turned around and returned as well.
Just as he walked to the door, Song Shilin's phone started ringing. After scanning around, he noticed that it was Qi Yan and unhesitatingly hung up the call.
Previously, he only helped this person because they had a relationship in the past, but ever since the night of the royal ball, Song Shilin planned to cut all connections he had with this person.
Not only did he fail to administer the medicine, he even had to distort the truth in front of the Mother Song. Qi Yan's actions had already angered Song Shilin.