2:30 AM. The bar seemed to just hit its peak. In the dimly lit booths, the pulsating music set the atmosphere ablaze. Drinks in hand, everyone immersed themselves in the noisy yet uniquely vibrant vibe. Yan Tingmo stifled a yawn, rubbing his teary eyes. The mixed aroma of cigarettes and alcohol lingered at his nose. Around him was a ca...
2:30 AM. The bar seemed to just hit its peak. In the dimly lit booths, the pulsating music set the atmosphere ablaze. Drinks in hand, everyone immersed themselves in the noisy yet uniquely vibrant vibe. Yan Tingmo stifled a yawn, rubbing his teary eyes. The mixed aroma of cigarettes and alcohol lingered at his nose. Around him was a cacophony of chatter, laughter, music, and clinking glasses. There were seven people at their table. On his left sat his boyfriend, Qi Xing. Across from them were Qi Xing's three roommates, and two student council members he didn’t know. Qi Xing’s roommates were enthusiastic, and this was already the third time he was urged to drink. This kind of social setting wasn’t really his thing. He could only sip cautiously from his glass, trying to keep up. In settings
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