After eating Chinese food, Lin Lan also helped her mother cut an apple and brought a cup of tea to my father. I was so depressed that I took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit one for myself. Who thought that Lin Lan took the cigarette off her mouth at once and choked it out in the ashtray? Then Lin Lan looked at me with a caring expression and said softly, "Honey, don't smoke, okay? I'm afraid of the smell of cigarettes."

I almost choked to death by her remark.

You're afraid of smoke, you don't want me to smoke. I remember very clearly that last time in...