Mu Zhen 41
"Precisely where I was going to help than to blown far better," Xiao Nai eyeballed the cigarette in my fingers.
"I thought you were cutting back on those?" He asked all of sudden.
"Nope really,"I stubbed it out into the ashtray.
"I just won't smoke around Fenju that's why I can't help to stubbed in here."
And I am pretty sure he was savvy enough to figure out why I wouldn't. But that was the thing about friends that you understood each other, didn't have to explain ad nausea about painful feelings that you wished you could forget, but pretty much knew was a part of you down to the marrow in your bones.
Just then, Fenju old iPhone lit up and roused me out of my work. I checked the caller ID. One word "Mum"
Aww. Now this ought to be fun, I thought as I pressed answer.
"Hello."
There was a beat of silence, and then a haughty voice.
"Eh? I'm trying to reach my daughter, and as I know this is her number, so whom am I speaking to?"