Tiredly gazing out of the large windows of his study room, Zhang Wei runs a hand through his long black locks of hair, tucking his bangs on the side of his face as he turns his attention to the phone in his hand.

“Call off the dinner. I won’t be there.”

Are the messages he receives from the woman he is supposed to love him.. a woman he had chosen to be his girlfriend and who has basically put him in this illusion of a healthy relationship.

None of this is healthy as he hasn’t seen her in a month.. just sending her money and asking if she’s okay and what she’s been up to. Only to get ignored and brushed off, as she had been busy. Yet never saying what had been keeping her busy..

He knows that he’s not the best boyfriend out there, but all he wants is to genuinely be loved and appreciated. What was so hard, he could not understand. In every single relationship that he has had in all of his life, he had given it his all.

Having had enough, he walks out of his study as he grabs his suit jacket hanging off the hanger and throws it on his shoulder. Walking outside into the night, he goes over to his sportscar and unlocks the luxurious vehicle. Driving off to a place where he can relax and a place he hasn’t visited in years, ever since he were a teenager. The club.