Do you know who I am?

When Alice came back to the room and pushed open the door, she found that the room was in darkness. She could see a figure sitting on the sofa with the help of the light that came in from outside. With a cigarette between his fingers, Zayden inhaled deeply on the cigarette and the cigarette glowed red in the darkness. After hesitation, Alice closed the door gently and walked toward him. “Why did you suddenly come back? You don’t like the gumbo?” “No,” Zayden answered briefly. For a moment, Alice didn’t know what to say. She gently waved her hand, trying to disperse the smoke. Although she had been holding her breath, she couldn’t help but cough when inhaling the smoke. Hearing, her cough, Zayden paused for a few seconds and stubbed out the cigarette. Then he stood up and opened the window, letting the fresh air in. The oppressive atmosphere in the room gradually faded away. “We will leave early tomorrow morning. As for the man that you hit, he will go back with us and be transferred to