Watching Lin Liyong's back disappearing behind the unit door, Lin Liming's mind was in a mess. He didn't know how he got on the bus or how he got home. It was not until Zhang Huaili poured him a cup of tea and asked him about the situation that he came to his senses and realized that he had arrived home.
Lin Liming reached out and picked up a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it. The smoke drifting in front of his eyes was a bit choking, and it made it difficult for him to open his eyes. He squinted and watched the smoke slowly rise and slowly drift away. He rarely smoked before, but during this period, he couldn't put down his cigarette, because only when the smoke was inhaled into his lungs, the kind of pleasure like burning fire, could he relieve his inner anxiety.
"Speak up, what's going on?" Zhang Huaili's heart sank to the bottom when she saw Lin Liming's expression. In fact, she already had the answer, but she still didn't give up.
Lin Liming did not answer Zhang Huaili, but scanned the room: "Where is Lin Can?"
Zhang Huaili said: "Go out!"
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