Black Swan Nightclub.
Loud, pulsing music bared inside the club as Rong Yixuan sat alone in his private room upstairs overlooking the dance floor below. The sounds were muted a lot in the private room yet, he could hear the thrilling and upbeat music due to his sharp ears. The lights in the private room were dim, yet through the silvery lights reflected from the window, one could see a lot of empty alcohol bottles lying all over the floor.
Rong Yixuan was still wearing the same suit from the engagement party. His disinterested eyes watched the crowd dancing, all males and females acting as if they were in heat. He looked at the bottle in his hand and began gulping it down. No matter how much he drank, it wasn't working. No amount of alcohol could help and heal the restlessness inside of him.
