The pasta hadn't finished yet, but the taste seemed to have changed. Su Ran almost stopped moving. She looked at the plate in front of her for a while, then forced herself to finish it.
Su Ran cleaned up the kitchen and walked into the hall. She smelled a pungent smell of smoke. She turned on the light and saw that the smoke on the table had been piled up at an unknown time. There was a cigarette butt that seemed to have been forcefully extinguished. The person smoking seemed to be very irritated.
Su Ran stared blankly for a while before raising his hand and fanning his nose. It seemed like he couldn't stand the smell anymore. He walked over and opened the window a little so that the room could be ventilated.
A cool breeze blew through the window at night, brushing Su Ran cheek and lift
