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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)

caressed our faces. I felt comfortable. We walked

gently side by side. Soon we took a seat on one long

stool. She held me tightly in her arms. I didn’t resist.

She tried to kiss me and moved her mouth towards

me, but I dodged her mouth. A bad smell emanated

from her mouth. That was the smell of a smoker. I

couldn’t bear it. Just at that moment, she suddenly

stopped moving her mouth. She relaxed her hold and

unconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes and drew

one out from it and impatiently put it into her month.

Then she lit it up and sucked at it with her big mouth.

Her tobacco addiction was bad! She couldn’t help

smoking habitually. I thought of what Old Aunt told

me. Her tobacco addiction was very strong. She

would smoke every minute. Without a cigarette, she

would die! She was nicknamed Great Smoker! I was

tired of smokers. I stood up disgustedly and decided

to go away. Fearing that I might hurt her feelings, I

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