The spring days are sometimes as cold as autumn.

Chill.

The night was like a cage. Xiao Han wrapped his clothes and walked alone on the streets of the provincial capital. Thousands of threads surged into his heart, feeling an inexplicable emptiness.

After walking a few more steps, I finally felt bored and felt a little sad. After stopping, I suddenly felt a little impulse. I looked around and saw a convenience store not far away, so I turned around and walked in.

"Boss, take a bag of cigarettes." Xiao Han said in a whisper.

"What cigarette do you want?" The shop owner is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She wore a big flowery jacket and her lips were covered with scarlet red. She looked at Xiao Han with a clear smile.

"This..." Xiao Han paused, took out all the change on his body, and handed it over and said, "Look at what cigarette can this money take?"

The boss took it with a smile, counted it, smoked two more and handed it back, then took a pack of cigarettes from the counter, and handed it to Xiao Han together. Xiao Han realized that he had no fire on him.

Xiao Han smiled embarrassedly and took it over. He couldn't help but feel a little fond of the boss. He was a little disgusted with her vulgar outfit, but now he has to admire her attentiveness.

"It's the first time to smoke." The proprietress cracked her thick lips and smiled: "Young man, smoking is not a good habit, it's better not to learn."

Xiao Han thanked him and retreated. Sure enough, there were so many strange people in the market. Who would have thought that an ordinary shop owner would have such a meticulous observation? But he didn't know that the so-called long-term illness became a doctor. The shop owner has been in this industry for many years and has seen too many young people like him. He doesn't even know the price of the most common cigarettes. How could he be an experienced smoker?

Xiao Han didn't know that he was regarded as the kind of young man who took the money from his parents to satisfy his curiosity. Even if he knew, he was too lazy to pay attention to it. He clumsyly found the right place, unpacked the packaging, pulled out one and stuffed it into his mouth, and rushed to the fire and lit it.

Xiao Han couldn't smoke, and naturally he wouldn't take a big sip as written in the novel. It was a fool. He took a few sips of cigarettes into his mouth, but he didn't suck it into his lungs, but vomited them all, and then slowly sucked in a small sip, but he still coughed a few times because he was choked.

"Smoking is indeed harmful to health." Xiao Han stopped and stared at the glowing cigarette butts for a long time. He seemed to be unwilling to give up. He took another light breath. This time, he was not choked.

Soon, Xiao Han got used to the smell of tobacco, but he still didn't suck most of the cigarettes in. He just turned around and vomited them all out. After smoking about half of them, Xiao Han suddenly spitted the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, stepped on it, picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road. Then he walked out a few steps and took out the cigarette from his pocket, crushed it hard, and threw it into another trash can.

After all, Xiao Han could not become a smoker. His dreams and ambitions told him that he must stay away from these chronic poisons that harm the body.

A faint light of light and darkness kept flashing in the dark room. When Xiao Han pushed open the door, a thick smoke came to his nose. He frowned and walked in.

This is his and Luo Hao's room. There is only one possibility that he can smoke in their room alone.

Xiao Han didn't expect that Luo Hao would smoke, and before that, he had never smoked before.

For Luo Hao, what seemed ordinary is actually like being self-harm.

"Stop sucking." Xiao Han walked over and stood in front of Luo Hao.

Luo Hao raised his head, looked at him, didn't say anything, and took a few more sips until there was not much cigarette left in his hand, and then he was extinguished and threw it into the ashtray.

"Why do you smoke?" Xiao Han asked with great confidence. Just now, there was also a similar thing between his fingers.

"No, I just want to suck." Luo Hao said lightly, but his tone was very painful.

"I really want to smoke it, just smoke one or two. How long has it been for me to go out? Look at how many cigarette butts there are." Xiao Han's concerned tone was a little blamed.

"I don't want to suck, but if I don't click one, my heart will be empty and there is no place to fall in love." Luo Hao said with a wry smile.

Xiao Han was shocked, and couldn't speak anymore, so he sat back on his bed. How similar is this situation to him? Didn't he just now do something against his will, even though he knew he shouldn't have done anything against his will?

The smoke gradually dissipated and the smell of smoke faded, but the two of them sat there relatively silently, and no one spoke again.

"I know you feel uncomfortable, but you can't take your body seriously because of this, and don't take your dreams seriously." Xiao Han said sadly.

"Don't worry, I understand everything you said." Luo Hao said with ease: "Basketball is my life for me, especially now, and it is all about me. I will not do anything to destroy my future. I will definitely not smoke this cigarette tomorrow."

Xiao Han felt relieved and felt that there was a rare opportunity to tell Luo Hao about his worries. It was not that there was no opportunity for the two to face each other alone, but that there was no such atmosphere. After thinking about it, he finally said, "After all, I'm sorry to you."

"What does this have to do with you?" Luo Hao shook his head and said, "It's not you, there will be others. You are just the one who is destined to appear among Zhang San and Li Si. After all, it's my own problem."

Xiao Han knew that Luo Hao was talking about Anya. This sounded right, and it also proved that Luo Hao had indeed figured it out. However, after careful reminiscing, Xiao Han felt that it was not the case. If he had not appeared, Anya would really not fall in love with Luo Hao?

There is no if in this world, and it is destined to be a confusing account and will never be able to calculate it clearly.

"No matter what, after tonight, I must not smoke anymore." Xiao Han got up and came to Luo Hao, took out a cigarette, lit it for him, and then kneaded the remaining cigarette box and stuffed it into his pocket.

Luo Hao looked at Xiao Han in amazement, and suddenly, under the faint firelight and smoke, he obviously saw a little helpless pain.

It turns out that I am not the only one who is sad these days. Luo Hao suddenly understood and understood Xiao Han's entanglement.

"No matter what, we will always be brothers." Luo Hao suddenly said this.

Xiao Han was stunned at first, then smiled happily: "Of course."

"This is natural." Luo Hao also smiled, a little bitter, but all of it came from the heart.

A confidant, a close friend, never leave, never give up.
Chapter completed!