Tear open the wrapper, open the lid, pull out one and bite into it.
I lit it with a lighter, took a gentle puff, and exhaled a thin wisp of white smoke.
My anxious state of mind shows no sign of abating.
Su Luo stared blankly at the white wall, smoking one cigarette after another.
"So what if I treat you like a plaything?"
Why go against your conscience?
Song Lingshan's words and Ozawa Nami's voice echoed in my mind again.
It's strange. After breaking up with Song Lingshan, he clearly wanted to stay away from her, but he ended up getting entangled with her because of various work-related reasons.
He no longer knows how to face Song Lingshan; it feels like having chewing gum stuck in your hair.
The harder you pull, the more you try to peel the chewing gum off your hair, the stickier it becomes.
Is this the price of going against one's true feelings? If he hadn't been so insecure and made the decision to break up with Song Lingshan back then, perhaps he wouldn't be in this situation today.
But what is he doing now?
Even though he knew it was dangerous to be in contact with Nami Ozawa, he was still easily swayed by her words.
He actually dared to stay overnight in her house.
For the first time, Su Luo realized that he seemed to be unable to see himself clearly anymore.
Bang bang bang!
My heart was pounding uncontrollably, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.
What does this feel like?
Besides anxiety and pain, there was also a strange sense of excitement?
What's wrong with me? Should I see a therapist?
...
Nami Ozawa next door was also wide awake.
He sat quietly against the headboard, smoking, his eyes gleaming.
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