When Song Yansheng returned to the ward again, Nuannuan was just about to go to the bathroom.
Song Yansheng didn't stop her. He sat down on the chair, casually took out a cigarette, and when he was about to light it, he remembered something and paused.
The bathroom door was reflective. Just as Nuannuan was about to open it, she saw the reflection of Song Yansheng raising a cigarette on the door, and her movement stalled for a second.
Although Song Yansheng stopped in time, Nuannuan still couldn't help turning back and saying, "Second Uncle, are you craving a smoke?"
Song Yansheng froze for a moment, then shook his head. "Not really, it's just out of habit…"
"If it's out of habit, that means Second Uncle smokes quite a lot…"
Nuannuan's tone was calm, but in her words, there was a faint trace of reproach.
That Song Yansheng smoked, and sometimes had a pretty strong addiction, was something Nuannuan had long known.
