Walking out of the box, Ye Rongyao still walked to the balcony position just now, watching the traffic lights on the road look like fireflies flying far away, making the whole city look like a dream.

The heights are so cold that Ye Rongyao can understand this sentence more and more.

As one's status continues to improve, the people ones one knows or those ones one knows are no longer as casual as before.

He began to be full of awe and became alienated. Birds of a feather flocked together. When a person's identity began to change, the relationship between people around him also began to change.

People began to automatically draw out the details. If you don’t alienate others, others will alienate you by themselves, and feel that they are not from the same circle as you.

This is a fact that there is no way to change, just like the rich and the poor, there are a few who can become friends.

Even if they were the best friends before, when one of them began to become rich, it was often not that he took the initiative to alienate his former friends, but that poor friend himself alienated you.

Because he no longer has the foundation for equal interaction with you.

Just like when you are rich, you like to go to high-end hotels and go to high-end entertainment venues. But for the poor, a month's salary is not enough to go to high-end hotels and high-end entertainment venues once.

Even if the rich spend every time, the poor friend will not date more rich friends, which involves personal self-esteem.

Of course, there are also some shameless people who think they can take advantage of it, but they still follow their rich friends to go to such high-end places.

Over time, the rich friend will alienate you because he thinks there is something wrong with your character.

There is a story that someone asked God: What is the difference between heaven and hell? God said to him: Come.

God brought him to a hall where there were a group of thin, bone-like men who were hungry to feed themselves with a spoon with a long handle. But because the handle was too long, the spoon could not reach their mouths, and they did not eat a single bite.

God took him to another hall where there were a group of rosy people, who were feeding the same spoon. The difference was that they were orderly delivering the spoon to the mouth of the man next to them, and that was how they were feeding me and I fed him, and in the end everyone could eat the food.

Then God said: The same food and the same tableware are the same, and some people send themselves to hell, while others enter heaven. This is the difference between heaven and hell.

What if a man in hell is with a man in heaven?

People in heaven will feed each other with their own spoons, but people in hell will only feed themselves with their spoons. What will happen?

The result is that people in hell are fed by people in heaven and live a heavenly life; people in heaven are not fed, they are hungry and live a hellish life.

If the person in heaven will starve to death, then the person in hell will live a period of heaven and go to hell.

So when each other becomes different types of people, people's relationships will gradually become alienated.

Ye Rongyao is becoming more and more like this. Sometimes, this is not something you can decide on yourself. There is an invisible power that affects you, the people and things around you.

The autumn night is a bit cold, and Ye Rongyao stands on the balcony. The cold wind blows, making Ye Rongyao come back from his melancholy.

This is how life is. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. Why bother to think too much?

Ye Rongyao shook his head and smiled.

Suddenly, a stream of green smoke floated into Ye Rongyao's nose. During his breath, Ye Rongyao was slightly stunned. He had never smelled this smell before.

This is a faint fragrance, a faint smell of cigarettes. Ye Rongyao doesn't like smoking and hates the smell of cigarettes, but this faint fragrance of green smoke doesn't make Ye Rongyao hate it very much.

"Hi!"

A nice voice came from behind Ye Rongyao.

Ye Rongyao turned his head in confusion and looked behind him. The expression on his face immediately stopped. He saw the smoker at first sight, or in other words, except Ye Rongyao, there was only such a beautiful woman on the balcony.

A pink and purple sodposfj short shawl jacket set off her excellent figure, and paired with a tender yellow velvet knee-length skirt and a pair of black high boots. The dark hair has a natural ups and downs on her shoulders.

The clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, and long eyelashes trembled slightly. The fair and flawless skin showed a faint red pink, and the thin lips were as delicate as rose petals.

If it weren't for the lit lady's cigarette in his left hand, Ye Rongyao felt that it was an absolutely beautiful scenery in the dark night.

Unfortunately, Ye Rongyao has no good feelings for the smoking women.

Perhaps in Ye Rongyao's subconscious mind, women who can smoke are not good women!

In the past, there were basically no women who smoked in the countryside, but over the years, even in the countryside, some women have gradually started smoking.

These women are basically women who are idle during the day and have nothing to do at night and play mahjong every day. Ye Rongyao doesn't like this kind of woman.

"Haha, have you ever seen a beautiful woman smoking?"

Tang Mengjuan saw the man in front of her staring at the cigarette in her hand, and couldn't help but smile.

When ordinary men see themselves, they always stare at their chest and face, but this man stares at the lady's cigarette in his hand.

This made Tang Mengjuan feel a little fond of the man in front of her.

At the very least, this is not a "pig brother".

Red lips, cigarettes, temptation, loneliness, an indescribable and incomprehensible temptation spreads in the night.

However, when facing his stunning wife at home every day, Ye Rongyao has a very strong resistance and is not very fascinated.

"Hello!"

Ye Rongyao took his gaze from the woman's hand and nodded to her and said.

"Do you want one?"

Tang Mengjuan took out a box of cigarettes from her pocket and handed them to Ye Rongyao and said.

This cigarette box looks very small, only the size of a lipstick. This is the first time Ye Rongyao has seen this kind of women's cigarette.

After all, those women who smoke in the countryside all need cheap cigarettes, which is the same as the cigarettes men smoke.

Many times, it is the cigarettes you want from a man.

Women's cigarettes like this are seen in the city. Those who can smoke such good women's cigarettes are basically wealthy women.

"Thank you, I don't have a hobby to smoke!"

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

Smoking is harmful to health, so Ye Rongyao doesn't smoke, nor does he want to learn to smoke.

When he was a child, he secretly smoked it and was discovered by his father. After being beaten up, Ye Rongyao never touched cigarettes again!

When Ye Rongyao saw the cigarette, he would remember the scene of his father beating him.

In the past, when children were educated, if they were disobedient or did something wrong, people were used to using sticks to educate their children, and they followed the ancient saying of "a filial son is produced under the stick."

Now that it’s not possible, the children at home are very precious, so where can I give it a try!

You have to have a heart-to-heart talk with your children, and you have to have a good conversation with them. Anyway, you can't use violence.

Otherwise, children can sue you for abuse of children, which is illegal.

"It is natural for me to beat my son." Such ancient sayings have become feudal dregs.

The beauty's eyelashes flashed, and her blurred eyes looked at Ye Rongyao through the thin smoke for a while. She didn't say anything, but just took the cigarette box back.

Seeing the slender cigarette slightly pursing her rosy lips, Ye Rongyao couldn't help but sigh: "You are a beauty, why can you smoke!"

Tang Mengjuan walked to the edge of the balcony, leaned against the railing, and watched the busy scene in the night with Ye Rongyao.

Even though it is more than 8 o'clock in the evening, the roads in the city are still very busy.

After all, for urban people, now is the beginning of nightlife.

"Are you alone?"

Ye Rongyao looked at the beauty standing beside him and asked.

"Um."

After the beauty glanced at Ye Rongyao, she responded and continued to look at the scene outside.

Ye Rongyao could see that this beauty was in a bad mood.

"Bad mood?"

Ye Rongyao looked at the beauty and asked.

"yes."

Tang Mengjuan nodded and said.

"Run away from home alone?"

Ye Rongyao asked.

"You investigate me?"

Tang Mengjuan turned her head suddenly and stared at Ye Rongyao and asked.

"Beauty, I don't even know you, why am I investigating you?"

Ye Rongyao did not expect that this beauty would react so much. It seemed that she had probably run away from home.

No matter how you look at this beauty, she looks like she is twenty-six or seven years old, why are she still playing the game of running away from home?

And such a beautiful woman is so dangerous to run away from home alone!

"Then how do you know I ran away from home?"

Tang Mengjuan asked in confusion.

After all, Tang Mengjuan is certain that she really doesn't know the man in front of her.

Moreover, walking to the balcony to blow the cold wind is my random idea, which can rule out the possibility that this man deliberately waits for him here.
To be continued...