Just then a group of drunk men passed by and asked, "Why is he gone?"
Zhu Rongheng stepped into the room, closed the door with a "click", and a lazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Those drunks are trying to get me drunk. Let's hide."
"random."
Zhu Rongheng was surprised by Ban Shu's indifferent attitude.
But I saw a beautiful girl sitting in front of the lamp, eating clear soup noodles slowly.
Zhu Rongheng glanced at the thermal box on the table, squinted his eyes, and felt inexplicably familiar with it.
He sat down at the end of the bed, looked around the room, and his bony fingertips touched the cigarette case in his trouser pocket.
"Mind smoking?"
The girl shook her head slowly.
Zhu Rongheng stood up and opened the window. He leaned his arm on the windowsill and lit a cigarette. The scarlet light flickered, adding a bit of coldness to him for no reason.
"Your room has a great view." Zhu Rongheng flicked the ash from his cigarette and chatted casually.
He looks very young, probably only about twenty years old.
Just the expensive suit made him look a few years older.
The small red mole on the man's eyelid added a touch of beauty to his cold appearance.
His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to that person.
Even the position of the red mole is exactly the same.
Pan Shu couldn't remember how many times she had touched that mole.
That person indulged her. Every time he just smiled helplessly, and then offered it to her the next time.
He knew that she loved that mole very much.
Zhu Rongheng glanced sideways unintentionally, and was slightly stunned when he saw the nostalgic look in the girl's eyes.
The tiny bit of scorching flame burned his fingertips and made them tremble.
He then put out the cigarette, his eyes showing a strong interest in the girl in front of him.
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