zhou chongguang took the lunchbox over and sat at the table. he opened the lunchbox, then opened the hot bag, took a sip, and ate the medicine.
although he didn't have the appetite to eat such a meal, he still forced himself to eat half of it.
after she finished eating, she sat by the bed and smoked a cigarette silently.
it was very simple here. he had to sit on the bed to eat. there was no television or entertainment. he could not find anything else to do except smoke.
when the landlady came in and saw zhou chongguang smoking, she didn't say anything at first, but after she helped him boil the water, she couldn't help but frown. " " mr. zhou, you don't look very well. you should smoke less! "
zhou chongguang's long and narrow eyes looked askance at her, and he flicked the cigarette butt away, not saying anything.
The landlady felt that the way he smoked was very poetic. He was probably going to be a Big Shot in the future.
