The Song Dynasty was stiff in July. Suddenly, he could not move, nor could he make a sound. But he turned around first and looked at her. Instead, he asked, "What?"

Only then did Song come back to her senses in July. She looked at him again, without the quiet hatred. His eyes were always warm and indifferent, without too many emotional ups and downs, deep and quiet, as if they could calm people down. She said, "I want you to smoke less."

Mo Zhengyan looked down and saw the smoke in his hands.

Song took the cigarette in July and pinched it in the ashtray. "You know you've been...