If things continue like this, I'm afraid I'm going to repeat the same mistakes.
I really don't want to be struck by lightning again!
While I was lost in these random thoughts, a boy with a peculiar appearance from the 303 dorm next door came running over enthusiastically.
His name is Wang Changjin, nicknamed Old Smoker, and he can't go a day without cigarettes.
His family gives him a monthly allowance for food, and at least half of it is spent on buying cigarettes.
This month, he smoked too much, and now halfway through the month, he's already pinching pennies, only leaving enough for daily meals and not daring to buy more cigarettes. Sometimes he even goes downstairs to the corner store to buy one or two to satiate his craving.
Seeing Su Zelin puffing away on the balcony, he couldn't resist coming over to bum a cigarette.
No need for him to ask, Su Zelin just flicked out a Ligun.
"Thanks, boss!"
