[Comprehensive] The family has waste wood and is beginning to grow

"Quit...quit smoking?"

Enzo raised his eyebrows and looked at Laura with an "excuseme?" expression.

For an old smoker like him...it's just a fantasy.

"You heard me right, I hope you can quit smoking." Laura said word by word, "You said before that since the divorce I refuse any property from you, then you can use other ways to compensate me. As long as you If you can do it, you will promise me, I think it is not impossible for you to quit smoking, considering your self-control that can be cruel to yourself."

Enzo narrowed his eyes slightly, his iris-colored pupils showed a bewitching luster, his slender fingers brushed his thin lips inadvertently, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful arc, "My dear Laura, are you worried about my body? It is indeed like a wife's advice to her husband. Although quitting smoking is something that makes me very unhappy, your words are very useful to me."

Laura, who was standing aside, took two steps closer, leaned down, gently stroked Enzo's cheek, and touched his forehead, like a lover's intimacy.

"Unfortunately, you think too much. It's not you that I'm worried about." The charming tone of the lips and tongue is mobilized, and the tone of the tongue is even more sexy, but the content of the words has nothing to do with lingering at all.

In the next second, he calmly distanced himself from the other party, as if the ambiguity just now did not exist at all.

Enzo, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment and then couldn't help chuckling.

"It's no wonder that so many people were obsessed with your performance back then. You really can easily bring people into a dream world woven by you."

Even he couldn't help being distracted just now.

Laura stood aside with her arms folded, with worry in her eyes, "I read Dino's latest medical report, and his mild asthma shows some signs of relapse."

Although it is not serious, any ailment on the child is like a needle in the heart to the mother.

"When Dino was born, he choked on some amniotic fluid, so he was a little asthmatic. However, the family has nursed him well over the years, and basically there is no effect...Has there been a relapse?" When it comes to his son's health, En Zuo also became serious.

"You probably don't know how deadly second-hand smoke is to people with asthma." Laura sighed and proposed seriously: "I know you always try not to smoke in front of Dino, but you The smell of cigarettes on your body is really too strong... From now on, you will be the one who will live with Dino for a long time."

He is the one who will be with his son in the future, not her... For some reason, Enzo, whose thoughts were brought to this point because of Laura's words, felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, a little lost, and a little... ...Tsk, he can't tell.

"OK, I see, I... give it a try..."

Smiling lightly, Enzo also took the initiative to hand in the lighter in his pocket in addition to the cigarettes that had been taken away just now.

……

The words are so answered, but when I actually do it, it is simply painful... For an old smoker who has been smoking for more than ten years.

In the past, cigarettes never left his body, and smoking one anytime and anywhere has almost become a habitual behavior for him without any reason, just like eating and sleeping.

It’s just that I haven’t been exposed to nicotine for a whole day, and I feel like tens of thousands of ants are crawling, jumping, and scratching all over my body, and I don’t feel like sitting, standing, or lying down.

This feeling is like pulling something that has been with me for many years out of my body abruptly.

Leaning back on the sofa a little decadently, his iris-colored eyes turned around and looked at the drawer at the base of the coffee table in front of him... He remembered that there was still a pack of cigarettes there.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't have the slightest heartbeat, and he wasn't that hypocritical.

I moved my fingers a few times, trying to reach for the handle of the drawer...

At this time, Dino with a large brown paper bag in his arms ran down the stairs with a "boom, boom, boom—"After stopping for a while, he ran straight to the coffee table that Enzo was staring at with a cheerful face.

"I remember there's another box in here." The running boy blushed, his iris eyes sparkled like Enzo's, and he looked very happy.

Enzo took a look... and saw that the kraft paper bag in his son's arms was filled with various brands of cigarettes, and then excitedly put the box in the drawer of the coffee table in front of him into this bag as well. .

"Son, you...don't tell me you have collected all the cigarettes in the entire castle." Staring at the big bag full of cigarettes, Enzo suddenly felt that this kid in his family was quite capable.

Beads of sweat slid down Dino's temples, and he raised an innocent expression at his father: "Mommy said, let me collect all the cigarettes that are stacked up and down in the castle and then Leave it to her."

It's completely a praise-seeking pattern for performing the tasks assigned by the parents well.

Looking at the pile of confiscated cigarettes, Enzo knew very well that their fate would probably be the soul returning to the incineration plant.

"You... Come on..." For a long while, Enzuo could only say such a word of "encouragement" to his son, and then turned his head away, simply out of sight and out of mind.

When his son happily went to the next room to search, he still couldn't help rubbing his short brown hair irritably.

I always feel that if I don't put something in my mouth to divert my attention, it will be unbearable.

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At dinner time, after going out for a trip in the afternoon, Laura had just returned home when she saw her son trotting towards her with his head drooping, hugging her thigh with an aggrieved expression on his face.

He touched his son's fluffy blond hair, and then hugged his son in his arms.

A child of this age grows very fast. I remember that at this time last year, she was able to hold him with one arm, but now one arm is a bit difficult, and both arms must be together.

In another two years, she might really be unable to hold her.

"What's the matter, Dino?" He gently kissed his son's little cheek.

Dino pursed his lips and pointed weakly in one direction with his little hand, with a pitiful expression on his face.

Laura blinked, then carried her son and walked towards the side hall pointed by her son.

Walking in, I saw Enzo leaning back on the sofa, looking like an old god, watching TV while eating potato chips in his hand.

And on the floor beside it... piles of various snack bags.

Enzo turned his head and saw Laura who came in with Dino in his arms, and greeted him in a normal tone, "Yo, you're back?"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of biting potato chips again.

"Aren't these all Dino's snacks?" Laura didn't know when this man also had a hobby of eating children's food.

And Dino also took the opportunity to complain, muttering in a low voice: "Mommy, Dad took all my snacks away, and he ate it alone... he didn't even leave me the scum."

"So you like to eat scum, it's easy to say." Enzo looked at his son provocatively.

"Enzo Gabrielone!" Laura couldn't bear to see your childish behavior and spoke out.

After throwing the empty potato chip bag aside, Enzo also flicked the crumbs on his fingers, "Don't divert my attention from the feeling in my mouth like this, I really can't help but walk back My old smoker's way."

For this reason, he does not hesitate to compete with his son for snacks, is it easy for him?

……

night--

Laura, who was lying on the side of the bed as usual, obviously felt that the person next to her was tossing and turning and having difficulty falling asleep, which was worse than the nervous discomfort caused by the extremely poor sleep quality in the past.

Finally, he couldn't bear to ignore it, sat up, and gently pushed the man beside him, "Hey, are you okay?"

Enzo, who was lying with his back to her, turned over, the fatigue and anxiety on his face were obvious, and his voice became a little hoarse after he spoke, "To be honest...it really doesn't feel very good."

"Shall I get that special tranquilizer you take?" Laura thought of Enzo's little white pill bottle, which he would take every time he had a bad headache.

"No need..." The voice was a little weak, but in the next second, he suddenly grabbed Laura with a big hand, hugged Laura, adjusted a comfortable position and lay in Laura's arms, "Well, it feels much more comfortable this way .”

"Hey, think of you as Dino." Seeing this kind of behavior that only her son would do, Laura frowned and patted Enzo on the back.

Her body temperature was cold, but after suddenly having such a man in her arms, her body warmed up unconsciously, just like her heartbeat that couldn't stop accelerating at this moment, and she was a little at a loss.

And Enzo had no intention of leaving at all, with his eyes closed, the expression on his face was a little more calm and serene, not as ferocious as when he was tortured just now, "I didn't lie to you... I really feel comfortable. Some. You are very fragrant and comfortable to hold, um."

The hand obviously wanted to push the person in his arms away, but it stopped after all, and Laura turned to smooth his hair, just like every time he comforted Dino.

"How old were you when you started smoking?"

"Hmm... 13 years old, or 14 years old? I can't remember exactly, but it was when I was in middle school."

"Has no one ever discouraged you?"

"Not really. My parents don't care about me at all, and people in the family just want to control me, so they don't care about this kind of thing. But speaking of it, someone did say something about it... I remember At that time, she told me that smoke is indeed a magical thing sometimes, it can not only make people more awake, but also make people immerse themselves in the illusion of paralysis, the former is a cruel paradise, and the latter is a gentle hell.”

"There is some meaning in what you said, who said it?"

"It's what I mentioned to you before, the female onmyoji who abandoned a friend of mine ten years ago. She is a few years older than me...but I still hate her."

"Oh? Why? Because she ditched your friend?"

"No... it's because she secretly added mustard powder to my cigarettes later, which made me have a shadow on cigarettes for a while."

"...It's a pity that you almost quit smoking with this."

"Hey……"

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The author has something to say: This chapter spoils a little bit of the plot of the upcoming "Tutor Chocolate", the heroine of that article... probably the most "handsome" girl in my writing~ Interested Dear friends, you can collect it~

And, another March [-]th, this day is still very meaningful to me... It is the day when I have written on JJ for two years!Happy [-]nd Anniversary to myself~