Zhuang Zhixi stepped out wearing his clothes, joining a group of men, and said, "I can't get to sleep either."
He closed the door behind him and found a stool to sit on. Everyone exchanged glances—this was a gathering of middle-aged men! They all ended up gathering at Zhou Qun's place, sitting outside his door. Zhou Qun started handing out cigarettes.
Zhuang Zhixi: "I don't smoke."
Yang Lixin: "Neither do I."
Zhou Qun slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten about that.
Zhuang Zhixi had just graduated and started working in the medical clinic, a place where smoking was strictly prohibited. So, he never smoked, and after getting married, he certainly didn't start. As for Yang Lixin, his profession as a chef made smoking unthinkable. A chef covered in smoke smells wouldn't go over well with clients. Cooking smoke and cigarette smoke are different things, after all.
