"Got a cigarette? Give me one," Jin Mo asked.
Zhao Zhiyi quickly reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He usually didn't smoke much, but because he often needed them for social occasions, he always carried a pack, and today it proved useful.
Jin Mo took one out, skillfully held it between her index finger, tilted her head to light it, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.
Zhao Zhiyi was momentarily stunned. In the past, he might have seen her as a bad girl, but now, she was an irresistible temptation to any grown man.
"Jin Mo, there are some things you should let go of. You should try to start a new relationship," he said.
She had always had few friends, and Zhao Zhiyi was one of the few.
"I don't want to talk. I have debts; who would want to waste their time on me?" Jin Mo spoke frankly, knowing her classmates were all aware even if she tried to hide it.
"I don't mind your debts. Could you consider me?" he asked.
