The Velvet Hour Bar.
Hua Cheng was looking at his young master drinking heavily with a worried and helpless look.
"Young master, maybe we should go back. It's not good for your health to drink so much."
He can't remember how many times he had repeated those words to Yang Zhen. Unfortunately, this time too, he received the same response as ever.
"Shut up!"
Yang Zhen slurred and scolded him.
"I don't want *Hic* you to care about me."
"I only want *Hic* my Menghao."
Hua Cheng smiled wryly and couldn't say anything. He knew all too well how much his young master loved Miss Su, but she always gave him the cold shoulder.
Even this time, when young master Yang went to give the gift to her. She outright rejected him and asked him to get lost, without giving him any face in front of those employees.
*Sigh*
His young master is really too soft-hearted. If someone else had dared to disrespect him, he wouldn't have been allowed to see the sun, next morning in Jiangnan city.
"Brother, are you also heartbroken?"
At the moment, the man who was drinking alone at the next table started a conversation.
"Who are you? *Hic*" Yang Zhen frowned.
Hua Cheng also looked at that man with suspicion. He gave the bodyguard a look, while his muscles tensed up, ready to protect the young master at any time.
"Don't get me wrong." That man waved his hand to show a harmless look. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you. I just overheard your conversation."
"Whatever," Yang Zhen waved the alcohol bottle in his hand and asked with a blank expression. "Do you want to laugh at me for being a loser in love?"
If the man's answer doesn't satisfy him. It's certain that his life is going to be difficult in the future. That is, if he has a life to live.
That man didn't seem to notice how close to death he was at that moment. When he heard Yang Zhen's question, a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He took a sip of the drink he was having and said with a sigh.
"Who is not a loser, brother? Who has not tasted the bitter pill of failed love?"
When Yang Zhen heard his answer, he sobered up a little, and his mind cleared up. He realised the man in front of him was also one with stories.
Yang Zhen passed the bottle in his hand and asked, "I am Yang Zhen. Mind sharing your story with me, brother?"
After hearing Yang Zhen's invitation, the man looked at the wine bottle and became interested. "My name is Dong Xumao. Mind if I share the table with you, Brother Yang?"
"Haha~ Come on, Brother Dong." Yang Zhen grinned.
With their agreement, Dong Xumao sat at the table with Yang Zhen, Brother Hua and the bodyguard. Dong Xumao didn't know Yang Zhen's identity, so he was unrestrained in his actions.
He poured the wine into an unused cup and started drinking.
"Brother Yang, this wine tastes so good."
Hua Cheng almost rolled his eyes when he heard those words. How could the wine taste bad? The cost of that little bottle is more than his annual salary.
However, he didn't have time to complain because Dong Xumao was already drunk enough and fell into a state of reminiscence.
He started recounting his story.
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Back in his high school days, there was a girl he was close to. They used to go on after-school dates and soon fell in love with each other. He would buy her gifts and cater to everything she needed from his little pocket money. When it was not enough, he even did many part-time jobs. Just to afford everything she wanted.
Whenever he saw the sweet smile on her face upon receiving the gift. He would always feel that everything he did for her was worth it.
As they grew up, they even entered the same college. Dong Xumao felt their love would continue.
For the first two years in college, they were still close. But as they entered the third year, the two started getting busy with their own affairs. Sometimes, their schedules wouldn't match, or the other person is too tired to go on dates.
Even then, there wasn't a day when he didn't message her or send her breakfast.
Dong Xumao had already made up his mind. After graduating, he would propose to her and get engaged.
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Yang Zhen: "Did she reject you?"
Dong Xumao shook his head bitterly. "I wish she had rejected me back then."
He sighed and continued speaking.
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He felt that was the happiest day in his life, because she agreed to his proposal. In his mind, he had already planned their future.
After he finds a stable job, the two of them will hold a modest wedding. Just their two families, some friends and relatives.
Filled with motivation, Dong Xumao started job hunting. For some jobs, he found the pay wasn't high enough, or the location was too distant.
He didn't want to be far away from his family while working in the future. Keeping all these things in mind, finding a suitable job became increasingly difficult for him.
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"I admire you, Brother Dong," Yang Zhen interrupted again. His tone was slurred as he continued. "I also want to be a family man like you in the future. Having a loving wife and a bunch of children~"
When Hua Cheng saw the soft smile on his young master's face and his sincere expression. He felt distressed.
'Young master is such a good and loyal person. Why does he want to hang himself on a rotten tree?' He sighed.
Dong Xumao smiled and clinked glasses with Yang Zhen. "I wasn't wrong. Your personality is very much to my liking, Brother Yang."
Yang Zhen also grinned and asked. "What happened after that? Did you find the job you want?"
Dong raised his head with a sad look and said, "Yeah, but it was too late…" After a pause, he continued with a regretful look. "I neglected something that ruined everything for me. My hope… My dreams… My future…"