In the second week, I met Guan Qiqi in a clothing store. When I saw Guan Qiqi, what attracted my attention was the yellow index finger on her right hand, which had obvious traces of being smoked. Comparing with other fingers, it can basically be verified that this is a smoking woman. No, it should be a woman who has been smoking for a long time. There is a small melon-seeded face hidden in short hair. It is not difficult to tell from the beautiful facial features that she must be very doted on, but the eyes are so complicated that people can't see what kind of emotion is inside, and they occupy her intensely. Heart. Jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black waistcoat made her look a little like a proud boy. She lowered her head, wrapped her hands around her knees, and kept staring at me, without the slightest intention to speak. From a psychological point of view, to get someone to speak, you have to start with her hobbies. Except for smoking, I basically don't know anything about her now. So, I took out the cigarettes in my bag, took out two, handed one to her and one to myself. She looked at the cigarette I handed over, with a slight expression change on her face, and said lightly: "Thank you, I quit."
"Oh? Really, quitting smoking seems difficult, right?" Firstly, I really don't believe that she can quit smoking because of her addiction to smoking, and secondly, I want to see if a slightly provocative tone can stimulate her to say something.
"Hmm! It's hard, but I'm lucky." After hearing what I said, she nodded like a child, her black hair flowing down to her forehead.
"Oh? Do you have any secrets?" She was interested in how she quit smoking, and hoped that the constant questions would get to the point sooner.
"No." When she raised her head, the sadness in her eyes was like a rescued animal after being seriously injured. "I was lucky enough to meet a man who loved me as much as my life. I have regrets, but I am not the one who made him lucky." After speaking, a tear from her right eye hung on her forehead, as if it hadn't fallen , until she finished her story, from the fall of 2006 to the spring of 2007.
Guan Qiqi's father is a policeman, and her mother is a doctor. The good family environment gave her a mentality with low endurance, and she couldn't bear a little bit of harm. First love at the age of eighteen, broken love at the age of eighteen, the excellent she figured out the difference between heaven and hell overnight, and learned to hurt herself thoroughly before others hurt herself. The first step she took was to learn to smoke from a few sisters in the dormitory. From choking herself to tears to being able to know the brand of cigarettes by the smell of cigarettes, this process took six years, and she almost finished smoking. The brand of all smoke shops near home. Except for smoking, she is still so good, with long black hair and a lady's attire. As a college student who just graduated from school, her ability to be the assistant to the general manager of a well-known advertising company is unquestionable. Her parents didn't like her appearance, so she didn't say anything when she tried to avoid smoking in front of her parents.
Day after day, after a period of time, in the eyes of colleagues and superiors, she is a complete woman with zero defects. Whenever she was addicted to cigarettes, she would go to the tea room to have a couple of smokes while everyone was busy. After smoking, open the window, and when the smoke has almost dispersed, spray some of your own perfume to destroy the evidence and let no one know about it.
(Too many women who smoke, like you, like me, are ridiculously naive, with all kinds of attitudes, what they call normal by themselves or others, but some people haven¡¯t changed, and some people are getting used to it.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com