Sunlight pierced through the clouds, spilling over the distant chain of snow-white peaks and tinting their edges with a faint golden glow.
Lin Qiye gazed at the gray-white mist constantly churning beyond the border line. He sat atop the mountain like a statue, his dark red cloak spread across the snow like a drop of red ink in a pure white world.
A rough hand extended from behind him, holding a pack of cigarettes. One cigarette protruded from the pack, waiting to be taken.
"Want one?"
Shen Qingzhu's voice sounded from behind Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye stared at the cigarette pack before him and paused slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he absentmindedly took the entire pack.
Shen Qingzhu froze as he looked at his empty hand.
"Too much smoking is bad for you." Shen Qingzhu sat down beside him, snatched the pack back, pulled out a cigarette, and handed it to Lin Qiye before stuffing the rest into his own pocket.
"I'll give you one for now. Next time you want one, come get it from me."
"Mm."
Lin Qiye awkwardly copied Shen Qingzhu and placed the cigarette between his lips.
Shen Qingzhu held his fingers near the tip and lightly rubbed out a spark. Orange-yellow fire ignited the white cigarette paper, and wisps of smoke drifted out.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Lin Qiye broke into a violent coughing fit.
Shen Qingzhu patted Lin Qiye's back like a loving father, wearing an expression that said he had expected this.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, held the cigarette between his fingers, and looked down at the busy border defense company below. A complicated look flashed through his eyes.
"Cool Bro, do you think... I'm a qualified Night Watchman?"
"If even Captain Lin, who has two team Sea of Stars Medals