Chapter 176

It was late at night. They sat on the stone bench of the school basketball court. Steward took out a cigarette box and handed it to Maverick. "Smoke?" Maverick took it. Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Steward lit a lighter with a click. He held it in front of him and lit it. Then, he took a deep drag. "So fast. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye." Maverick smoked lightly and said nothing. When the smoke fell into his lungs, Steward looked at the strange and familiar field in front of him. It had been renovated, but there was still a trace of the past. For example, they were now sitting in this place. As a boy, who didn't like to play basketball? After Steward successfully got together with Harper, Harper would be sitting here with a book in her arms, and his clothes would be placed on her legs every time when he played basketball. Now that he thought about it, the scene was young and distant. He put his hands on his knees and looked into the distance. There was no focus