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When Hao Mei received the leaflet, she realized that today is World No Tobacco Day.

"I should take it back and let my dad take a good look at it. He said that he has quit smoking for 30 years, but he has never succeeded." Hao Mei sighed, then turned her head and smiled and asked KO: "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Ah."

Hao Mei was surprised: "Then why have you never seen you smoke?"

"Stop doing."

Hao Mei was even more surprised: "Isn't it difficult to quit smoking?"

"Fortunately."

"How did you quit? I want to learn from it. Last time my mother called me and complained that my father didn't take care of his body."

Ko kept walking, and only said lightly: "If you want to quit an addictive thing, the easiest way is to replace it with another addictive thing."

Hao Mei frowned, didn't understand, got into the car, still struggling: "Then what did you become addicted to later?"

Ko turned his head and stared at Hao Mei seriously: "The hardest thing about quitting smoking is actually quitting psychological dependence. It's like a person who has been with you all the time disappears suddenly. You will not get used to it and it will be very uncomfortable. It's even worse than death."

"I once lost a person, so I could only use smoking to quit my feelings for him. But then, I found him again, and I wanted to hold his hand all the time, and it was a long, long walk with him. A long life, so I no longer need the ethereal pleasure of smoking."

"Hao Mei, it's only you who made me addicted from the beginning to the end." Although ko didn't say this sentence, Hao Mei understood.

He leaned over, held his hand with one hand, hugged him tightly with the other, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry."