His mother was still alive.
They had only each other to rely on.
When he was in junior high school, he was tempted by others and secretly smoked a cigarette that should only be smoked by adults when he was poor.
He still remembered the smell of smoke.
It was of poor quality, and it was not comfortable in the mouth. Instead, it was unbearable.
He only took one puff before throwing the cigarette away.
When he got home, his mother smelled cigarettes on him and asked him if he smoked. He lied and said no. His mother didn't say anything and only said, "
Nan Zhi, everyone has their own things to do at a certain point in their lives. In the future, mom will not stop you from doing whatever you want to do, but mom hopes that you will be a polite, gentle, and kind child. No matter what happens, don't learn to vent your emotions in the wrong way, such as getting angry and smoking.
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