Seeing Song Yi's small gesture, Tang Si smiled gently without saying a word.
All the unpleasant emotions from earlier were swept away in that instant.
Song Yi saw him smile, and her almond-shaped eyes were tinged with a hint of joy.
She let out a sigh of relief.
Holding a lighter, she sparked the flame with one hand while the other shielded it, moving closer to Tang Si to light his cigarette.
The cigarette was lit, a crimson glow in the bedroom.
Smoke rose as Tang Si took a puff and exhaled softly.
Thinking for a moment, he headed out to the balcony.
Song Yi found it strange and eventually followed him out.
Tang Si moved the cigarette away slightly: "Why are you following me out here?"
His eyes looked into the distance: "Secondhand smoke isn't good for you. I came out here to avoid it, and yet you followed."
"Smoking isn't good for you either," Song Yi said with a playful tone in her voice. "But you smoke anyway, don't you?"
