"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.

down, another thought suddenly appeared in

feeling instantly spread across her throat, but she tried not to cough. Smoke lingered in her lungs

did the same thing over and

smoked about half a cigarette, a wave of dizziness

her forehead while mumbling, "Why is my head

happens when you smoke for the first time.

too much, okay? Leave the remaining half aside," Christopher added. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet

Xyla smiled bitterly. She elegantly held the cigarette between her slender fingers and stopped smoking. Smoke continued

the ins and outs and

expression grew nastier with each word she

feel annoyed with you!? The

However, now that I think of

Raw anger was stirring in Christopher's eyes. "The recording 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? They're very good at imitating

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

the

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