Jin Yu, forced outside late at night, had no choice but to go and bother Jin Ruiyang.
The two grown men squeezed onto one bed, Jin Ruiyang looking at Jin Yu with considerable disdain.
"Did you screw up again?"
"No, how could I?" Jin Yu shrugged his shoulders, completely unwilling to admit it, "I've already sweet-talked her."
"Heh..." Jin Ruiyang wasn't willing to believe even a punctuation mark of that.
"If you really had made amends, would you be willing to come and sleep here? Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe your nonsense?"
Meeting Jin Ruiyang's knowing gaze, Jin Yu sat up, leaned against the bed, bent one leg, and rummaged through Jin Ruiyang's bedside drawer.
Cigarettes.
He didn't know when they had been left there.
Jin Yu put one in his mouth, "Where are the matches?"
"I don't smoke, where would I get fire from? That cigarette is yours anyway." Jin Ruiyang sneered, deciding to ignore Jin Yu.
