"This crayfish isn't bad. Xiao Yue, you should try some."
"The oysters are good. So fresh."
"We're out of beer. Let's get the server to bring another bucket."
...
「Wei's Barbecue, in a corner of the shop.」
The air, thick with the smell of charcoal and cumin, washed over them.
Lin Shen and his roommates were chugging beer, sharing skewers, and joking around, seemingly having forgotten all the troubles they were just discussing.
A drink in hand, and a man's worries fade away.
They'd been taught since they were young to be strong, dependable men who had to find a way to solve their own problems.
As a result, they rarely sought comfort, choosing to quietly process their frustrations on their own.
Or vent to their friends.
That's just how men are!
Sighing to himself, Lin Shen was quietly eating a skewer when he looked up and suddenly glimpsed a familiar car outside the window.
A Volvo S90.
!?
Lin Shen's heart skipped a beat.
'It couldn't be...'
