Give me time for a cigarette and listen to my cigarette story

Sitting in front of the keyboard, looking at the white screen, I couldn't help but pick up the cigarette case on the side of the table, pick one up, light it, and suck it hard. The shredded tobacco from the cigarette end gave off a bright orange-red flame, and a choking sensation brought me pleasure. After a period of erosion on the lungs, a plume of smoke spit out from my mouth.

1

The first time I came into contact with cigarettes was when I was 5 years old. That year, a sticker was affixed to the elevator button of my house, which said: "Smoke eater, stinky devil." Before that, I didn't feel much about cigarettes. After seeing this sticker, I started to pay attention to the cigarette thing. Children don't think about themselves, adults say what they say, teachers say smoking is bad, TV says smoking is bad, stickers also say smoking is bad, although I see a lot of people smoking on the street, I still think smoking is bad .

My dad is a smoker, so I often tell him not to smoke. Of course, he ignored me. Until the first grade of elementary school, I won the first place in the whole grade. My dad was happy and said to me: "If you take another Once the first place, I will quit smoking." To my dad, it must be just a joke, but he never thought that his son was so good. In the next semester of the first grade, I even won the first place in the whole grade. As a result, my dad certainly didn't quit smoking.

2

The first time I came into contact with cigarettes was when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school. This first contact was really with my senses. I became curious about the things around me, including cigarettes. That day, both my parents went to work, and I was the only one left at home, but my father left a cigarette at home. I lit a cigarette out of curiosity, wow! It stinks! It was flushed out with water all of a sudden. I really didn’t understand what the cigarettes were good for, so I put the cigarettes back in secretly. Yes, obviously no one was there, so I didn’t know why I was secretive, for fear of being known by my parents. , I threw the extinguished cigarette out the window (I live on the 21st floor) and pretended that nothing had happened. This time, it may be my first time littering.

3

The society began to regulate smoking. Cinemas and restaurants were gradually banned from smoking. The only places where smoking could be smoked were outside the private places. However, these regulations could not stop my curiosity about cigarettes. At that time, I was 14 years old, in middle school In the third grade, I bought the first pack of cigarettes in my life.

I also forgot how I could buy cigarettes. Maybe I am more mature. In the same year, I was dispatched by my mother to the betting shop to buy Mark Six. I was only 14 years old, but I was not blocked by security. Am I really look so mature? In middle school, smoking is no longer a nasty thing, but a very "handsome" behavior. Of course, I have to tell my classmates about this. Broke smoking.

My middle school is on the mountain. There are about 6 or 7 middle schools nearby. There is a small park surrounded by these 6 or 7 middle schools. Every lunch time, friends from all schools love to smoke in this park. We are too, especially when we started, We didn’t know how to smoke, and we couldn’t light a cigarette. Only later did we realize that we had to take a sip to light it. We kept burning the cigarette butts with fire and looked at the cigarette butts. I believe that at the same time, countless people in the park were watching us and secretly laughing at us. Of course, at that time we didn't smoke at all, we just made bubbles, the smoke swirled around in the mouth, and spit it out without even entering the throat. I don't know what my classmates thought, but I still didn't feel much about smoking. "The goal was achieved, and after that, I didn't smoke much, and completed my middle school life intermittently.

4

The first time I really got into the habit of smoking was in college. The university has gathered the best of the best, and there are also people of the three teachings and the nine tops, and smoking is no longer a taboo among children. Although unfortunately, when I entered the university, I encountered the implementation of a complete smoking ban on the university campus, but it did not harm our smoking. interest.

At that time, I was studying in Chung Chi, CUHK, and I lived in a male dormitory on campus. If you are also from Chung Chi, you will know how unruly this male dormitory is. One of our activities at that time was to go to the rooftop late at night and talk about the world until late at night. Sunrise, up to Shi Zhe, down to beauties, they all talk about it. Everyone makes great comments with superficial ink and only one-third of the truth. It seems to see through everything in the world, and the world is in control. Tobacco and alcohol are indispensable things. We are brave and we naturally have no trash cans and ash cups. Until one day the workers can't stand it and tell the chairman of the resident association directly, then let's calm down, and the cigarette butts will not fall on the roof. , popped directly out of the rooftop, but completely forgot that the location was where the housekeeper's wife was drying her clothes. The next day, of course, she was immediately warned by the housekeeper.

We bought a few ashtrays, but found that there were not enough ashtrays at all. At that time, Zhongzhitang sold a "big bowl of rice" set menu. The bowl was very large. Buy "big bowls of rice" and bring them back to the dormitory directly. Those big bowls are the most suitable for putting out cigarette butts. Until I go back a few years after graduation, those big bowls are still alive, but I don't know how they are now?

5

Out of society, smoking has more meanings, more meanings, and it is not a so-called "bad thing", everything is so common. Smoking has become a social method to deepen relationships. This is natural. Of course, there is no restraint in the conference room at the back stairs. Smoking is also a good way to take the opportunity to escape. Countless times I took the opportunity to escape from a boring party; smoking also means "something to talk about". Whether it's a meeting, rehearsal, or work, there are always two or three people who want to go out to smoke in the middle. Do you think the addiction is really that big? They just took the opportunity to go out and figure out how to better deal with you.

What I dislike the most is "social cigarettes". Every time at a party, especially a bar party, there are always some non-smokers who also smoke together. They say "you want to smoke when you drink", and then say "I'm so happy, accompany you." Take a puff", it's okay to smoke, it's your business, but don't use my cigarette to smoke it, okay? If you want to smoke if you know you're drinking, just buy a pack first.

6

The most fierce smoking was in my previous job, which was dealing with dance schools, performances, and concerts. Many dancers smoked. Every time there were a dozen or twenty dancers in a dance, half of them smoked. When I came to the rehearsal room, I always walked up to my work station and asked me, "Do you smoke?" Okay, I smoked, and then I went back to my seat. Another dancer arrived and came over and asked me, "Do you smoke?" I smoked five or six cigarettes in less than half an hour. Later, when I had my own room, I simply put an ashtray in the room. If I want to smoke, I can smoke in the room.

When you go to smoke at work, the most embarrassing thing is when you walk to the back stairs, you meet someone who doesn’t say a word, or someone you don’t want to meet is smoking. There are some words, but I can't wait to finish smoking and leave as soon as possible. If it is the boss, it is even more embarrassing. When the boss sees you, he always likes to say "it's okay, just relax", and then he keeps telling you about work, and you can't leave.

7

But now I actually like to smoke alone. Maybe it’s because I’m tired from work and can’t think of anything, or I have something to think about. More importantly, I want to escape the crowd, hide in the back stairs, or in the dark corner of the street. Light a cigarette, take a deep breath, watching the curling smoke, the tense nerves always seem to slow down.

Will you quit smoking? I never thought about it, but in the past few years, I have gradually drawn from No. 7 to No. 1. Smoking is more of a form of heart addiction.

I wonder if you have any cigarette stories?