The woman wrote them down one by one seriously, and then still looked at Xiang Tianlai expectantly, as if expecting her to say more.

Xiang Tianlai sneered and said mockingly: "Two requests for four answers, it's enough." ”

The woman was choked and couldn't speak for a while, but with an ugly face, she closed the window again and completely cut her off once again.

Xiang Tianlai sat up against the door again, pulling out the cold cell door and the ground to keep her awake enough.

Raise your hand and touch the cigarette thrown on the ground, take out one, and light it skillfully.

After taking a deep breath, the flickering fire on the cigarette butt dimmed and extinguished, and when he took a long breath, a piece of smoke gradually dispersed in the air, and even the cracked wound didn't seem to hurt so much.

Xiang Tianlai sat quietly against the door, she didn't seem to touch a cigarette for a long time.

She can't remember how long it was......

She just remembered that he didn't like the way she smoked and the cigarette scars on her wrists.

But now think about it, what do you like or dislike?

It's all fake.

A cigarette was smoked, and her gaze was a little blurred, and the smoke around her made her look a little hazy, not very real, but it seemed to have a layer of obstacles because of this, making her no longer so fragile.

Snuff out the cigarette butt on the floor, light another one, take two puffs in your mouth, pick up the makeup bag on the floor, get up and walk into the bathroom.

Although the bathroom is simple, fortunately, the mirror is large enough for her to see the haggard woman in the mirror at this moment.

Xiang Tianlai first put the unfinished cigarette butt on the sink next to him, and then washed his face with the coolest water.

After drying, open the makeup bag and paint on the slightly rusty makeup.

As the minutes passed, the whole bathroom was filled with a faint smell of tobacco, because the smoke was not a good smoke, so the smell was not good, but because she had just smoked, it was not unpleasant.

The woman in the mirror is changing little by little, as if every second passes, a different person changes in the mirror.

It wasn't until twenty minutes later that the soot didn't know how many times it fell naturally, and after Xiang Tianlai tied his hair, he finally slowly stopped his movements and looked at his familiar self in the mirror.

That's her, isn't it?

This is her Xiang Tianlai......

Since she was twelve or thirteen years old, she has always looked like this, from the initial immaturity and youthfulness, to the later outstanding beauty, and then to the vicissitudes of life today, this is her, isn't it?

Xiang Tianlai looked at herself in the mirror and lost her mind, is she really only in her twenties?

Why did she feel as if she had walked centuries?

Xiang Tianlai lowered his eyes and looked at the cigarette butt that was about to burn to the end, slowly picked it up, took the last puff and extinguished it, and threw it into the toilet.

After leaving the bathroom, she went back to bed, lit a cigarette again, and smoked, as if only nicotine could relieve her pain at the moment.

Xiang Tianlai's gaze fell on his wrist, and just now Yin Shaolong pushed her a little harder, so that some blood stains appeared on the place where the palm and wrist were adhesed.

Xiang Tianlai's gaze jumped over these small wounds and landed on the three cigarette scars on his wrists.

The three round scars look a little ugly, deep or shallow, and there is no beautiful shape to speak of.

Others will probably think that these scars were left by her when she was young and frivolous, and that she was vigorous in her youth and then did this kind of thing with a stroke of her brain.