It has been two weeks since Yibo demanded the relationship break from Emily. And in those two weeks, he hadn't seen or spoken to her. And he didn't want to. He was even glad when he learned that Emily went to her parents' house and stayed with them after he told her he wanted the relationship break.

Since then he had a lot of time to think about the future of his relationship besides his work. Which, unfortunately, didn't get him anywhere. Because yes, on the one hand it was clear to him that much more spoke against the continuation of this relationship than for it.

Nevertheless, Yibo also had to admit to himself that he couldn't just throw away more than one and a half years of relationship. After all, it wasn't all bad. In fact, until four months ago, everything was good between them. At least, he had always assumed so. True, she was often jealous, but he could still understand that.

Now, however, through the many arguments he had found out that she never revealed her true feelings and thoughts about his job and preferred to lie to his face. She was looking him in the eyes and kept claiming that she had no problem with his job as long as he didn't sleep with one of those women. But that was a lie and now annoyed him the most.

Because now Yibo just doesn't know what he can believe her anymore and what not. She says one thing and thinks something completely different. Moreover, he is also tired of having to approach her again and again. To reach out to her again and again and to apologize to her for things he neither did nor is responsible for.

He had done, ignored and endured many things for her because he loved her. But now he is not even sure if he ever really loved her. He might as well have confused love and affection. In any case, he is no longer sure how deep his feelings for her really are and were.

But what annoyed and disturbed him most was that it was always about her and never about him. In the past four months she complained about him, about his job, his lack of time and always found something else to criticize about him. At least he hadn't heard any kind words from her for a long time.

He had always tried everything to make her happy and to prove to her that he loves her, is faithful to her and understands her. How often had he postponed or abandoned all his plans just to spend the day with her? How much of his time did he sacrifice to take care of her when she was not well? How often did he prove to her that he was only thinking about her at work, when he secretly wrote her messages during his work, telling her that he was thinking about her, loved her and missed her?

He had always given her everything. But now he had reached a point where he could no longer and no longer wanted to. And yet it was incredibly difficult for him to call her and ask her for one last conversation so that he could end his relationship with her.

After all, she had been an important part of his life for over a year and a half. The first girlfriend with whom the relationship lasted longer than two weeks. Because Emily was different from the women he met before, who were only interested in his body. Emily was the first one who was interested in him as a person and who really listened to him.

At the time Emily came into his life, he had already given up hope of finding a woman with whom he could have a real lasting relationship. But then suddenly she was standing in front of him, in her white dress and wet to the skin. She had just moved in next door and had forgotten her keys at home. And while she was waiting downstairs in front of the front door for her father to bring her the spare key, it also started to rain heavily and within a few minutes she was completely soaked.

When Yibo found her at the front door, he took her to his apartment. They got to know each other and he noticed how different she was from the women he had met before. So he asked her out and she said yes. Shortly after, the two became a couple and Yibo felt for the first time that he finally had a girlfriend who loved him for who he was.

But now he knows that she only said and did all those things because she wanted to make sure he trusted her. How can he know which of those was the truth? What was honestly meant? And what was just to make him fall in love with her?

He is angry and disappointed. But most of all, he's angry at himself for not seeing through her evil game. That he didn't notice that she was simply telling him what he wanted to hear. And yet there is this little spark of hope in him that wants to believe that it wasn't all a lie and an act.

To distract himself from all these thoughts and just forget his sorrow for one evening, Yibo kept this Friday night free to go to a club with his best friend and just have fun again. Without having to think about work or Emily.

With a few bottles of beer and a few glasses of cheap whiskey, the two toasted and got ready for the evening. It wasn't until late in the evening, it was already 11 pm through, that they ordered a cab and headed to one of the hottest clubs in town. And because Yibo was a regular there because of his work, he and Seungyoun were let into the club right away and didn't have to stand outside in a line and wait like many others.

Inside the club it was crowded, it was loud, and it was hot. So just the way Yibo loved it. He and Youn drank a shot and went to the dance floor where they danced exuberantly. Just moving rhythmically to the music and not wasting any thought on choreography or scoring.

But although this was planned as an evening just for two, it wasn't long before Wooseok, Youn's boyfriend, also appeared at the club, so Youn almost only had eyes for his boyfriend. At first, this did not bother Yibo. But when the two of them withdrew again and again and finally remained sitting completely at one of the tables, he was already annoyed and at some point also became angry.

Therefore, Yibo also confronted his best friend and wanted to know from him whether he meant with an evening for two, only himself and his boyfriend. "No, I'm sorry. I know it was just you and me. But Seoki wanted to see me because he missed me. You know we can't see each other that often. So I invited him here." Explained Seungyoun.

"You could have at least asked me first." Replied Yibo. He could understand Youn because he knows how difficult it is for Youn and Wooseok to see each other. But he couldn't understand why Youn hadn't at least asked him if he was okay with Wooseok joining them.

"Hey Yibo. I'm really sorry. Come on, let's have another drink and then we'll go dance again."

"No never mind. You take care of your boyfriend. I'm going to the bathroom and get out of here." Said Yibo. Youn tried to stop him, but Yibo was faster and disappeared into the crowd of guests.

When Yibo got to the aisle to the restrooms, someone accidentally bumped into him, causing him to bump into someone else. "Son of a bitch! Can't they be careful?" Yibo scolded, then suddenly fell silent as he realized who he had been pushed into. "Um Zhan. So, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He stuttered.

Xiao Zhan smiled. He took a handkerchief and wiped Yibo's cheek because he had gotten some of Zhan's drink there. "No problem. It happens here all the time." Xiao Zhan finally replied.

"How, well, how are you?"

"I'm doing great. How about you? Are you here to work?"

"No. I'm off today and was actually going to use the evening to celebrate with my best friend. But now he's distracted."

"That's stupid, of course."

"Mn. What about you? Are you here with an escort to have fun?"

"Yes. But he's not as good as you. He's only had two drinks and he's already drunk. And he's not nearly as awesome looking as you are."

"Ahem, thanks. Well, maybe he shouldn't drink when he's working then."

"Yeah, maybe. How are you Yibo?"

"Um, at the moment? I don't know if I'm being honest. Nothing's working the way I want it to. Things have to keep working somehow. But, I don't want to bug you about it. I know you don't like it."

"That was different. There, I had paid you for a job that you didn't do to my satisfaction because your private problems were in the foreground. But now you're here as a private person."

"Yes, I am. And I'm honestly still very embarrassed about that."

"Sure, because you behaved very unprofessionally. But Yibo, that was over two weeks ago now."

"I also had apologized to you again. But you didn't respond to my email."

"My e-mails are taken care of by my assistant. That's what I pay her for. She probably assumed the email wasn't important because I ended the business relationship."

"Ah I see. So you never read it."

"No. Um Yibo, it was nice to see you again. But I'm afraid I have to go and fire my escort now. And believe me, I'm not paying for the evening!"

"Oh okay. Thanks for not being mad at me anymore."

"Yibo come closer." Yibo stepped closer to Xiao Zhan. Zhan suddenly took him in his arms, rubbed his back and said, "You're not a bad guy and do a good job. I have always been very pleased with you. Stop worrying about it."

"I'd love to. But I'm ashamed of it. And besides..."

"Besides, you miss the good pay don't you?"

"That's true."

"I'll make you an offer. No, don't worry, not an immoral offer."

"Which one?"

"I'll send this idiot home now, and then we'll drink together tonight until we drop. And you're welcome to tell me anything you have on your mind today. And over the next few days, I'll think about giving you a second chance."

"Promise?"

"Promise Yibo. You know, I'm drunk today and in a good mood. So let's celebrate together later and just have fun."

"Okay with pleasure."

"And one more thing. You don't have to worry about me trying anything. We'll just drink and celebrate."

"I'm not afraid."

"All the better. I would never push anyone to do anything they didn't want to do."

"Mn. I know that."

"Good, then come to my place as soon as you're ready."

"Will do Zhan."

"See you soon." Said Zhan, giving Yibo one last hug before moving on.

Yibo went to the bathroom, relieved his bladder, and then washed off the rest of the drink that Zhan accidentally poured on him when they collided.

After the brief conversation with Zhan and his promise to reconsider giving him a chance as an escort, Yibo's heart suddenly felt light. He felt so relieved and since days he could finally smile again. Maybe it was a good thing that his best friend suddenly didn't have time for him anymore.

He took one last look in the mirror, convinced himself that he looked good again, dried his hands and then made his way to Zhan's table, who had already ordered a drink for them both. And it was not cheap whiskey from the supermarket.

Yibo sat down next to Zhan, they toasted the evening together and Yibo instantly began to forget all his worries and really just have fun.