If someone on the street asks you for a cigarette, do you give it or not?

Giving cigarettes is a man's romance.

I would like to tell three stories, stories that I have experienced firsthand.

1. I was 17 years old that year, working outside the home, and many people who smoked in school knew that bad classmates usually asked, "Is there any smoke?" Give me one. ”

I've just been out of school for over a year and I'm still in the same habit.

I remember at that time, I was off work, and we were chatting together.

The boss took out a Marlboro pump, which was an imported Marlboro, which was blown into the sky at that time, and the price was also speculated, 80-100 a pack, in fact, it was an LJ goods.

I was addicted to cigarettes, and I didn't have any cigarettes on me, so I said that my boss would give me a cigarette.

In front of everyone, he said to me in astonishment, "Do you want food?" Do you know how expensive this cigarette is? ”

It was a terrible humiliation.

I show people and I just feel my cheeks red.

I just learned that day that there are some cigarettes that you are not qualified to smoke.

Second, after three years, I developed myself.

I took a tricycle that day and the fare was five dollars.

When I arrived at the location, I lit a cigarette, and the tricycle driver was an old man, and he saw that I was smoking, and he wanted to smoke it when he became addicted to smoking, so he said that the boss gave me a cigarette.

I gave him one, Yellow Crane Tower 1916, a pack of one hundred, one for five pieces.

He took a puff and acted surprised: "This cigarette is good, boss, how much is a pack?" I want to buy it too. ”

I smiled and said, "One hundred." ”

He looked at me in amazement, and the cigarette in his mouth almost fell to the ground.

One girl said to me, "A cigarette you gave me is worth the fare, and if it weren't for you, the tricycle driver probably wouldn't have smoked such an expensive cigarette in his life." ”

When I heard this, I felt very sick.

Because I think back to that year, the sentence "You want food".

I told the girl not to say such things, because the cigarettes that were given to the people had no price.

3. Another year has passed.

That day, I got out of the train, my cigarette had run out, and a middle-aged man walked out next to me and lit a soft Chinese stick.

I smiled and said to him, "Big brother, can you give me a cigarette?" ”

He looked at me and smiled at me, "Okay." ”

He didn't hesitate and gave me his last cigarette.

I said thank you, and the two of them said goodbye.

Giving cigarettes is a man's romance.

Putting a lighter on the trash can at the exit of the airport is also a man's romance.

Some men enter the airport and drop their lighters in the contraband recycling bin.

Some men will deliberately walk an extra floor and put it at the exit of the station.

Why?

Because when they arrive at their destination, when they walk out of the exit.

There's always a lighter on the trash can over there.

It was a tacit promise from men, and it was a romance they never preached.

Once the cigarette is lit, they will put it back and give it to the next person.

Romantic man who never takes a lighter.

I will always remember that sentence, that one that brought me humiliation.

I'll always tell myself, too.

Divide the cigarettes.

Don't negotiate the price.