Chapter 2 It turns out that there is a lonely island to the north of Earth (2)

Sometimes, the night leaves a man with nothing but loneliness, emptiness, and cold.

Even with company, this feeling won't dissipate. When the sensation of smoking can no longer make you sink into oblivion, then what else can dispel this endless desolation and bleakness?

Within the vast backyard of the Bei Residence, the sky full of stars still looked dreamlike and illusory, yet the two men sitting on the lounge chairs underneath couldn't grasp the beauty of the night.

Hua Yunliang seemed somewhat irritated as he tossed away the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, wrinkling his brow as he complained, "Why do you only have stuff from F country here? Hey, I mean... why do you like cigarettes from F country so much? Aren't there any domestic brands you like?!"