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"Today's date is over," Su Shi said dejectedly, her voice tinged with weariness.

"Um, please wait a moment," Banami suddenly said.

Su Shi thought he was trying to comfort her, and a hint of impatience rose in her heart: "If you want to comfort me, then forget it."

Only Xiangzi would believe such a clumsy trick.

But Banami gently shook her head, extended her hand, and said in a calm tone, "Not this. According to the rental agreement, kissing is considered extra intimate contact and will cost extra."

Enraged, Su Shi instantly threw her wallet at the other person.

Sure enough, she still hated this guy the most.

Chapter Ten: Pain, So Much Pain

In the neon-lit bar, the aroma of alcohol mingled with the loud music, filling the air.

Chihaya Aine was slumped over the bar, several empty beer bottles lying haphazardly in front of her. She was still holding a half-finished bottle, tilting her head back to take another big gulp. The icy liquid slid down her throat, but she couldn't suppress the sour feeling surging in her chest.

“Soyorin…why…” she murmured indistinctly, her voice thick with a nasal tone, “I was so good to you…”

“What’s so good about him…” Ai Yin slammed her fist on the bar, the bottle making a soft clanging sound. “It’s just one more… hiccup…” She was interrupted by a loud hiccup from the alcohol, the rest of her sentence drowned out, leaving only a sob of grievance.

Perhaps she was crying too hard, because when she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, she accidentally knocked over an unopened bottle of beer next to her. The icy liquid splashed out instantly, landing squarely on a man sitting next to her.

"Hey, are you crazy?!" The man stood up abruptly, looking down at his black shirt, which was mostly soaked, his brows furrowed, his tone full of anger.

Startled by the roar, Ai Yin blankly raised her tear-streaked face, sniffled, and asked in a tearful voice, "Do you have medicine?"

The man was about to explode, but when he saw Ai Yin's reddened eyes, wet eyelashes, and her lovely, tear-streaked face, his eyes instantly brightened, and his anger subsided, replaced by a hint of ill-intentioned scrutiny. Just as he was about to say something, a deep, steady male voice suddenly came from beside him:

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend is drunk and has caused you trouble. Here's some money as an apology; please take it and buy yourself a new outfit. Don't spoil the fun."

Before he could finish speaking, two brand-new 10,000-yuan bills were handed to the man.

The man glanced at the money, then at Ai Yin, who was completely drunk and unconscious. A hint of regret flashed in his eyes, but when he caught sight of the speaker's tall and imposing figure and those calm yet intimidating eyes, he instantly suppressed his thoughts.

He snatched the money, stuffed it into his pocket, muttered "bad luck" under his breath, and then turned and left dejectedly.

Although Aine was quite drunk, she was still somewhat conscious. She wiped the tears from her face, frowned, and looked at the person next to her, angrily shouting, "Who are you? I don't have a boyfriend..."

Before she could finish speaking, her gaze fell on the man's face, and her voice abruptly stopped.

It's him.

Even if she were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize the man who stole Su Shi away—Hanami.

The alcohol in my chest felt like it had been doused with a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering me up considerably.

Aiyin sat up abruptly, hands on her hips, cheeks puffed out as she glared at him, her face flushed from the alcohol, giving her a somewhat naive look: "What? Instead of staying with Su Shi, you came here to see me make a fool of myself and show off that you're the victor?!"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Banai took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff. The pale blue smoke slowly escaped, blurring his features.

This action made Ai Yin even angrier. She clearly remembered that Su Shi hated men who smoked the most, and in the past, she would subconsciously frown and avoid people who smoked on the street.

But now, Su Shi will definitely have to endure and suffer for the sake of this man, right? Just thinking about the grievances Su Shi might suffer made Ai Yin's heart ache as if it were being pricked by needles, and tears began to well up in her eyes again.

What's so good about him...? Why did Su Shi choose him...? Waaaaah...

As Naijian exhaled smoke, the weariness and vicissitudes in his eyes were particularly evident, making him look nothing like a college student his age. He spoke slowly, his voice slightly hoarse: "I just don't want others to suffer misfortune because of me anymore. You can continue drinking."

If it weren't for Banami's arrival, or even if it weren't for that man, it wouldn't be surprising what might have happened to a young girl drinking heavily late at night.

"Hmph, misfortune... my greatest misfortune is because of you!" Ai Yin retorted, her neck stiff, but the anger in her voice was getting weaker and weaker, and instead it was filled with a strong sense of grievance, like a wounded Hakimi acting coquettishly, without any harm at all.

Seeing her like this, Banami almost burst out laughing. He picked up an unopened bottle of beer from the bar, pulled the tab with his bare hands, and chug most of it down. When he put the bottle down, his Adam's apple was still bobbing.

"Then consider this bottle my apology to you," he said.

Since marrying Xiangzi, he has done all sorts of jobs in order to earn more money, some of which were so humble that he couldn't bear to look back.

For him, refusing drinks was nothing new. Compared to those arduous jobs, his current job as a rented boyfriend was quite respectable and legitimate.

But... all of this was just to be somewhat worthy of that girl.

Due to his professional ethics, he couldn't explain what had happened that day to the girl in front of him. All he could do was lend a helping hand if she was in danger, so that she wouldn't suffer any more misfortune because of him.

All of today's income has been lost.

But now, money is no longer important to him.

Looking at the deep weariness hidden in Banami's eyes, Aine's accusation caught in her throat. Her throat tightened, and she could only lower her head, sniffle, and whisper, "I... I met Suze four years ago..."

As if she had opened a floodgate, Aine began to ramble on about her past with Su Shi.

When she talked about the first time she met Su Shi at the live house, the nights they stayed up late together to finish their homework, and Su Shi's tenderness when celebrating her birthday... she would sometimes smile foolishly, her eyes bright as if they held stars; at other times, her eyes would redden with sadness, her voice choked with sobs, unable to speak.

Banami sat quietly to the side, not interrupting her, but silently drinking her wine and listening to the girl recount her unrequited love that ended without a trace.

He vaguely recalled his memories of being with another girl.

Banami recalled what Nagasaki Motoyo had once said—Chihaya Aine was a very pure and good girl.

Yes, she is really nice.

But feelings are something you can't force, right?

He understands this better than anyone else now.

The bar music was still loud, and the surrounding people were boisterous, but a quiet barrier seemed to have formed between the two of them.

Only Aine's intermittent narration and the soft swallowing sounds of Banami as she drank could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Aine, her body limp from crying, leaned on the bar and mumbled to Hanami, "Hanami... you have to be good to Suze, okay?"

"She likes to eat hot food, but she has a sensitive stomach, so you can't let her eat anything too hot... She's a picky eater and doesn't like vegetables, but you have to force her to eat more, otherwise she'll get sick..." She cried as she kept nagging, "I have some recipes that Su Shi likes, I can write them down for you... Waaah... You have to take good care of her..."

Banami listened silently to the other person's story; he was probably a very good listener.

But just then, a sudden, urgent cell phone ring broke the silence.

Banami frowned, took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID. Just as he was about to press the answer button, Chihaya Aine suddenly looked up, picked up the half-empty glass of beer in front of her, staggered over, and grabbed his arm: "Come on... drink this with me... if you drink this, I'll officially hand over Suze to you!"

She wasn't very strong, but she possessed a drunken ferocity, and slammed into him. Ba Nai's hand trembled, and her fingertip accidentally pressed the speakerphone button. The moment the call connected, an impatient male voice came through the phone, exceptionally clear in the noisy bar:

"Hey, Hanami? How's the rented boyfriend job going today?"

"That woman named Nagasaki just complained to me that your product didn't match the description! It gave her a terrible experience..."

Seeing the sudden change in his expression, Banai hung up the phone almost reflexively.

The noise in the bar seemed to vanish instantly, and everything around him became quiet. He stiffly turned his head to look at Chihaya Aine beside him.

Tears still clung to the girl's cheeks, her previously reddened eyes were now wide open, her mouth slightly agape, her face filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Rent a boyfriend?

Chapter Eleven: She Has Wine, He Has a Story

The voice from the phone was still echoing in her ears; the words "rent a boyfriend" struck Chihaya Aine's heart like a heavy hammer.

She froze, staring at Hanami, her lips trembling slightly as she said, "You are... a rented boyfriend?"

She instantly sobered up a bit, and her confused thoughts gradually cleared. "So... you and Su Shi aren't really a couple?"

Ai Yin took a half step forward, her voice brimming with barely concealed excitement, but then tinged with sadness and confusion, "She asked you to come here just... to make me give up?"

Su Shi could have just told me directly, so why did she go to all this trouble to put on such a show?

"I'm going to find her!" Aine suddenly stood up, staggering slightly, clearly still not fully sober. But just as she was about to take a step, her wrist was gently grabbed by Banami.

Banami's palm was warm, steady and powerful.

He gently shook his head: "Since she specifically asked me to come here, she wants you to leave on your own. Let's save some face for each other, why ask so many questions?"

"No!" Aine gently shook her wrist, looked at Banami seriously, and her eyes reddened again. "No matter what, even if she really wants me to leave, I want to hear her say it with my own ears."

I want to know if I did something wrong, if I really don't need her anymore... I want a reason, a reason she told me herself.

Seeing her stubborn look, Banai sighed with a headache, and with a little force, pulled her back to sit down in the chair.

He lit another cigarette, took a drag, and through the swirling smoke, his voice carried a hint of helplessness: "I have professional ethics. If I disclose clients' information and privacy without authorization, and this causes losses, I will be held legally responsible."

The music in the bar was still loud, and the people around them were still laughing and joking, but the atmosphere between the two was unusually heavy.

Banami silently smoked, gazing at the flashing neon lights outside the window. After a long while, she slowly spoke, her tone carrying a hint of compromise: "You don't need to go looking for her anymore."

Ai Yin suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

“I know why she wants you to leave.” Banami turned her head to meet her gaze. “I can tell you, but you must promise me that you won’t confront her.”

She paused, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Was it... Su Shi who told you?"

Banami gently shook her head, flicking the ash from her cigarette into the ashtray: "I don't really know Nagasaki Motoyo. These things were told to me by my wife... my ex-wife."

"Huh?!" Aine tilted her head slightly in surprise, her long pink hair falling over her shoulders, her face full of confusion. "Ex-wife?"

“Hmm.” Banami took a drag of his cigarette, his voice deepening. “My ex-wife’s name is Toyokawa Shoko. She and Nagasaki Motoyo were very good friends and even formed a band together. Shoko once showed me a picture of Nagasaki Motoyo, so I recognized her immediately when I saw her today.”

As for why he pretended not to know her today, it was firstly because he didn't want to cause trouble, and secondly because he didn't want people to ask him about his past with Xiangzi.

He never expected that in such a big city like Tokyo, with so many people bearing the surname Nagasaki, he would run into the friend that Xiangzi had mentioned before.

“Xiangzi told me that this Nagasaki classmate has some serious psychological problems.” Banami’s tone softened, with a hint of barely perceptible sympathy. “He used to always bother her, which bothered her a lot.”

So Xiangzi always liked to post photos of us on her WeChat Moments, hoping that Nagasaki would see them and give up on her.

Ai Yin sat there in a daze, completely bewildered.

She had never heard of these things before.

Banami seemed to sense her confusion, paused for a moment, and continued, "Recently, I divorced Shoko. She's single again, so..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but just glanced at Aine.

Cute voice already understands.

Was Su Shi so eager to push herself away and return to Xiangzi's side because Xiangzi had become single again?

In an instant, Aine seemed to have all her strength drained away, slumping into her chair, staring blankly at the wine glass in front of her. The urge she had just felt to confront Su Shi and get to the bottom of things had vanished without a trace.

Although she didn't know Xiangzi existed, and Su Shi had never mentioned the name to her, she always knew that Su Shi had a very important person in her heart.

That position was a place she had tried to reach for four years, but could never get close to.

In the past, she always felt that as long as she worked a little harder and persevered a little longer, one day she would be able to enter Su Shi's heart and become the most important person to her.

The next moment, Ai Yin silently picked up the bottle on the table, unscrewed the cap, and tilted her head back to drink it. The cold beer slid down her throat, but it couldn't wash away the bitterness in her heart.

The cola made my heart ache.

Seeing her like this, Banai felt a pang of pity in his eyes, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his bottle, gently clinked it against hers, and took a sip with her.

"Glug..." Aine put down the bottle, wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth, her long pink hair sticking messily to her cheeks, her eyes filled with a heartbreaking loneliness. She said softly, "Hanami-kun, loving someone who doesn't love you back is really hard."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears fell like beads from a broken string into the wine glass, splashing up tiny ripples.

Seeing her tears, Banami pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before whispering, "It's hard to fall in love with a girl from a different social class."

His voice was soft, yet it carried a deep weariness and helplessness, as if he were recounting his past.

Ai Yin slightly raised her head, looking at him through teary eyes. At that moment, she seemed to finally understand why this young man, despite his young age, always had a weariness in his eyes, as if he had been crushed by life.

For some reason, Aine felt a sense of closeness to him.

Ai Yin suppressed her sadness for the time being and asked with some curiosity, "Can you tell me why you divorced your wife? You... loved her very much, didn't you?"

Banami paused for a moment. Sue had asked him the same question before, and his answer was somewhat enigmatic.

But now, looking at this sad girl, he inexplicably felt an urge to confide in her.

Aine wasn't the only one who wanted to vent.

Banami smiled, a rare occurrence, and said, "The bottles are all empty."

Ai Yin couldn't help but laugh and called out, "Boss, two more draft beers, and some barbecue."

She has wine, he has stories.

The night is still long.

Chapter Twelve: Love Should Be Done After Getting Drunk

The noise in the bar had mostly subsided, leaving only a few tables of customers still chatting quietly.

Banami tightened his grip on the beer bottle, his fingertips turning white. He took a small sip of the cold beer and slowly said, "Although Xiangzi... my ex-wife, has never taken the initiative to visit her father, Mr. Qinggao, I know that she has always cared about him."

Ai Yin stopped drinking, leaned forward slightly, and quietly listened.