"Yes," Christopher Lancelot answered truthfully.

Xyla Quest shrugged helplessly, then stretched out her hand. "Give me another cigarette."

Christopher immediately took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and drew two cigarettes. He placed one cigarette between Xyla's lips and the other between his lips. Subsequently, he pulled out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Xyla.

After lighting hers, he lowered his head and lit his own.

The car was filled with smoke in a moment.

Christopher thoughtfully lowered the car window to prevent the acrid smoke from choking her.

A cool breeze touched the warmth of their cheeks, blowing away all the pungent smell of tobacco inside the car.

Outside the car, the sky was dark, and the moon was bright. The icy wind rustled the leaves and waved the branches.

A sudden gust of breeze greeted their car with the astringent scent of grass and soil, soothing Xyla's tangled mind and soul.

she slowly calmed herself down, another

throat, but she tried not to

did the same thing

cigarette, a

while mumbling, "Why is my head so

smoke for the first time. You're

Don't smoke too much, okay? Leave the remaining half aside," Christopher added. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

how smoking feels like." Xyla smiled bitterly. She elegantly held the cigarette between her slender fingers and stopped smoking. Smoke continued to rise from the tip of the

outs and the recording

nastier with each word

Stanley feel annoyed with you!? The Batton family is so

felt when I first heard the recording. However, now that I think of it,

is there. The proof is there. What kind of misunderstanding are you expecting?" "Do you know that there are many sound-imitating experts out there?

or her voice, and they sound exactly the same. They can even do it by simply listening to the description of that person's

heard the recording. I

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