Cheng Zhu stood outside the restaurant, actually hadn't called for a ride yet.
His smoking habit wasn't as severe as it had been in his previous life. He smoked when socializing but rarely when alone.
At that moment, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
The flame flickering in the night, combined with the breeze, somewhat intensified the effects of the alcohol.
Cheng Zhu exhaled a smoke ring and gently shook his head.
Finishing the cigarette also helped him suppress the slightly complex emotions stirring within him.
That night, Cheng Zhu was feeling a bit restless.
He took out his phone and finally ordered a ride.
Unexpectedly, it was a female driver.
Years later, there indeed appeared to be so-called female drivers,
but generally, considering the job involved traveling in all weather, there were still fewer women.
After arriving at the Xinhang Apartment, Cheng Zhu checked his phone and it was actually still early, just 9 PM.
