When Lilia came into the living room, Jean was leaning back on the sofa. His blonde hair contrasted with the black T-shirt he was wearing. The man puffed out his cigarette smoke while staring blankly out the window. The table opposite him was filled with various dishes, such as porridge, soup and other snacks.
Jean turned his head when he heard the sound of the door opening. He saw Lilia's figure through the smoke. The man smiled gently and reached out to his wife, "Let's eat."
Lilia smiled back and walked over to the man, then accepted Jean's outstretched hand. However, she coughed a little while inhaling Jean's cigarette smoke, causing the man to immediately throw his cigarette into the ashtray.
"Sorry. Here, have something to drink." Jean fetched a glass of water for the woman.
"It is okay." Lilia accepted the glass while shaking her head.
