The bar played soothing music, teeming with emotion, as if clinging to life by a thread without dying. Ying Haoyang glanced at the person on the couch and switched the music to the nightclub's signature energetic beats.
Fu Yan slightly frowned, pinching the glass, lifting his head and pouring a gulp of alcohol into his stomach.
"I mean, we haven't seen each other since college graduation, why are you in such a state as soon as we get in touch?"
"What, I can't rock the brooding, handsome guy vibe?"
Ying Haoyang found it amusing: "This brooding vibe of yours, it's a bit defeated. Tell me, did you get dumped again?"
Fu Yan frowned, displeased: "Can't you speak properly? What do you mean 'dumped again'? What a joke, those female colleagues at the company adore me."
"Do you have anyone you fancy? You're thirty as well; my daughter is already five. What about you?"
"..." Fu Yan licked his lips and laughed, "You don't understand, I'd rather be alone than with the wrong person."
