Cigarettes and dopamine were secreting desires and cravings together, creating illusions similar to love.
And then he saw Cheng Weiyue.
So that fleeting illusion suddenly had a concrete image.
The girl was dressed in Beijing University's commemorative school uniform, her svelte waist just a handful, her slender, straight legs standing not far away, her face reddened, staring at him without blinking.
She was really beautiful.
Zhao Hanchen suddenly felt that the beauty who had been flaunting her dazzling beauty notices in his arms, instantly lost her color.
He remembered Cheng Weiyue.
Not long ago, he had attended her father Cheng Cunzheng's retirement banquet, which also served as her college entrance celebration.
He hadn't gone for her sake.
The plot of land in the city center was about to be demolished, and as Cheng Cunzheng was quite prestigious locally, his retirement banquet was sure to attract many people; he wanted to get an idea of who would be there.