The biggest hobby of heavy smokers is smoking.

He has a habit. The first thing to wake up every morning is not to open your eyes, but to smoke. I smoke with my eyes closed and often fall asleep in the middle.

So Zhang Xiaocan's QQ signature is like this: If one day I die, I must have been burned by myself.

However, people who lick blood all the year round naturally have the ability to settle down. Most people can't even touch the smoke on the bedside table with their eyes closed, but Zhang Xiaocan hasn't burned a hair on her body for so many years.

He changed his signature to: smoking only shows off the black door, only enough to love one person for life.

What I draw is actually a mood, an attitude, and a loyalty that I only love one person all my life.

Zhang Xiaocan remembered that afternoon many years ago. At that time, he was the forefront of the times and the darling of fashion-a non-mainstream brother. He walked into the department store with red hair. "Boss! Take the bag 520! "

Because of the pursuit of romanticism, he smoked for the first time in his life.

In this life, Zhang Xiaocan has known many smokers, especially Ren this girl.

Zhang Xiaocan once asked her, "Why do you smoke?"

"Because I think smoking is cool, I want to follow the fashion."

As she said this, soft smoke slowly emerged from her nose and mouth. Her mouth turned up and her eyelashes bent. Slightly tilting face looked at Zhang Xiaocan.

By the way, what makes Ren special is that she is particularly beautiful.

This year is the tenth year of smoking, and Zhang Xiaocan has become Zhang Can. He began to think that smoking was not romantic at all. For people now, 520 is just a day, the day when the WeChat red envelope is issued. No one remembers the cigarette holder in the shape of a red heart long ago.

He hasn't smoked in bed for nearly three years. In order to take care of Xiao Chan, who was ill in bed, he and Ren Tian stayed up all night.

Ren Tian occasionally complains, "You did it all."

Zhang can really want to change the QQ signature to: only the front door is enough to give birth to a person for a lifetime.

But it is also limited to thinking.

Over the years, he has become more and more addicted to cigarettes. Cigarettes with white cigarette holders always make him feel strange. Xuanhemen is not good either. The tobacco rod is too thin, and there is a sweet smell on the cigarette holder, which is neither fish nor fowl.

Zhang Can pinched the front door soft bag in his pocket, and this cigarette is the best.

Generally speaking, this kind of cigarette is spicy and choking, but it is suitable for a heavy smoker like him. The biggest advantage is that it is cheap, and the biggest disadvantage is that it burns too fast. Zhang Xiaocan has studied that a big front door can smoke up to nine cigarettes, but usually the ninth cigarette holder is deformed and hot, with a burnt smell.

Ren Tian changed Xiao Chan's diaper in the bedroom and called him by the neck.

"Come and wash diapers for your son! I peed again! "

Zhang Can sighed and quickly smoked the ninth cigarette. Pinched the cigarette in his hand and got up and walked to the bedroom.

Xiao Xiaocan is probably one of the few children who still use diapers since 2 1 century.

This year, they used up all the money collected at the wedding, and the short hair cut when Ren Tian was pregnant also grew into long shawl hair, with a little yellow hair dyed at the tip and tied with a headrope at sixes and sevens. She hasn't followed the fashion for a long time.

Mix can eat very much. She needs a can and a half of milk powder every week. It seems that she may have to eat two cans.

After the factory was completed, Zhang Can returned to the low-rent housing in the village. It is late at night.

He walked fast all the way, so he reached the door when he counted the ninth cigarette. He stood in the cold wind and trampled out the cigarette butts on the ground. One second before going upstairs, he felt the empty cigarette case in his pocket and an idea flashed through his mind. Stop smoking.

Smokers usually know that as long as they stop smoking twice, they will quit smoking by 80%.

The first time was when I went to the toilet. Zhang can's first reaction was not to go to the toilet first.

The second time was after dinner. Zhang Can's reaction to his first meal was to skip breakfast first.

But this is not the way. During lunch break, Zhang Can ran to the factory gate and bought a bottle of xylitol for ten yuan.

He comforted himself in his mind that a pack of big front doors costs four yuan, which is only enough for one day. A bottle of xylitol costs ten yuan, but you can eat it for a week. If you quit smoking, you will save money on cigarettes and don't have to buy xylitol. In that case, one week can save 28 yuan, and one month is 1 12 yuan. It won't be long before Ren Tian Tian can get her hair done.

This month, there are 30 working days and 22 working days. Zhang Can works overtime from Monday to Friday and on Saturday.

How about Sunday? Out of humanitarian spirit, the factory is not allowed to work overtime on Sundays.

To tell the truth, this is not humane at all.

Their assembly line is piecework, and they take as much as they do. Going to the toilet or smoking a cigarette at work is a loss of glistening.

After dinner at noon that day, he and his workmates lined up at the entrance of the canteen to wash the rice basin. Once upon a time, the leaders on the assembly line greeted Zhang Can from a distance, and a cigarette flew sideways. Zhang Can subconsciously reached out and grabbed it. The words in my mouth, "I quit smoking." No time to say it.

That night, after putting Xiao Chan to sleep. Zhang Can sat on the toilet in the bathroom, staring at the door in his hand.

Ren Tian walked from the bedroom to the living room and quietly hid outside the toilet door.

Zhang Can stood up and flushed the toilet and waved goodbye to the contents of the toilet. Open the door. Ren Tian jumped out: "Dangdang Dangdang!"

Zhang Can knows that this sentence is a special endorsement of surprise. When he proposed a few years ago, the ring was pinned behind his back, and that's the word he said.

He put his head behind Ren Tian, who avoided him and circled counterclockwise.

When Zhang Can felt tired, he stopped circling. Ren took out a cigarette from behind. "Dangdang Dangdang, I asked Xiao Lin to bring you the Xuanhe door. Are you happy? "

"Actually, I ..."

"In fact, you are super happy, right?"

"In fact, you ..."

"In fact, I am very good to you, right?"

Maybe the essence of life is dull. The happiness revealed in the plain is the most precious happiness.

Zhang Can was holding a barber's leaflet in his pocket, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

It is said that Daningguo 1 Line is near Yanchang Road subway station.

International C & ampa is recruiting part-time jobs, and both students and social youths can go.

Zhang Can decided to try his luck this weekend. If you are lucky, you can stay, with a salary of 20×8 a day.

Excluding the money for taking the bus and eating, there are more than one hundred left. I believe that in a few more times, I can go to the barber shop next to the shopping mall and get Ren Tian a membership card.

Thought of here, sitting on the bus Zhang Can couldn't help laughing.

Where is he going?

He wants to catch the 1 subway, and Fujin Road is heading for Xinzhuang. Get off at Yanchang Road, take Exit 4, turn left and walk 50 meters. That's his destination.

There is a part-time job waiting for him or her.