Chapter 11 Quitting Smoking



"Okay, there's still time, take your time."

She nodded slightly, then turned around and walked towards the girls' dormitory building with the bags.

I also hurried towards my dormitory building. As soon as I opened the door, a pungent smell of smoke mixed with various messy smells hit me in the face. The room was filled with smoke and my vision became a little blurred.

I thought to myself, judging from this scene, I don’t need to guess that these three guys must have played games all night last night.

Zhu Wei was still awake, leaning back in his chair with a cigarette in his mouth. He glanced at me weakly and asked in a hoarse voice, "You're back..."

I frowned, waved my hands to dispel the smoke from the room, and replied unhappily, "Aren't you afraid of sudden death? This room is almost like a gas chamber."

After hearing what I said, Zhu Wei pulled up a helpless smile, flicked the ash from his cigarette, and said slowly: "Last night I made an appointment with Xu Qian to go to the city to play today, but..." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the two guys who were sleeping soundly on the bed, his face full of annoyance, "Xia Jie and Yang Bin dragged me into playing games all night long, damn it! Oh, I'm so sleepy now, okay, I'll take a nap first, remember to call me later." After that, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, leaned back in the chair, and closed his eyes.

I shook my head helplessly and walked to the closet to search. After picking for a long time, I finally found a relatively formal piece of clothing and put it on neatly.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself carefully. Feeling quite satisfied, I nodded at the mirror.

Then, I walked over, patted Zhu Wei on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Let's go together."

Zhu Wei woke up suddenly when I patted him. He sat up straight with sleepy eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then sighed, stood up, walked to the bathroom in his slippers, washed up, and dressed himself up.

When he came out, he had changed into a suit. The style was quite similar to what I was wearing, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell there was a huge difference.

The suit I'm wearing costs less than four hundred yuan, but look at his, it must have cost at least several thousand yuan. The texture and details are not even on the same level.

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