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*Check out the volume description in the Auxiliary Volume i.e. first chapter of the book* 

Furukawa Shun was not a complex man. 

In fact, he prided himself on not being a complicated individual. He had clear likes and dislikes. He enjoyed living honestly. He did not cut corners in his business operations. Moreover, he was open in his personal relationships. 

He looked out through the window of the penthouse suite of The Summit Residence. The moon was round and bright, but it did not cheer him up as it usually did. He turned and looked to the front door before chuckling to himself. 

Of course, Che was not going to follow him. 

Now that he had calmed down, he realised that he had practically bitten off Che's head for nothing. He was a little angry after his conversation with Hu Lei. But Wang Che had not done anything to warrant the poor treatment. 

He sighed. He needed to apologise for his behaviour. 

He walked from the window and towards the fridge. He was hungry and thirsty because he ran from the wedding before having a morsel of food or a glass of water. He needed some sugar in his body before he gained the courage to call Che and apologise. 

It was not Wang Che's fault that he did not like him. 

This thought made him sigh again. It frustrated him, but he understood. His relationship with Wang Che was random. There was no magical tale behind it. He could not even remember the first time they met. He knew of Wang Che through the parties they attended in Supreme City. 

The first time they truly talked was during a night out with a motley crew of wild second-generation people. Shun was frustrated and complaining about failing to find someone to customise bumper cars for one of his playgrounds. 

When he went to the bar, Wang Che appeared next to him with his prince-like smile while holding a glass of red wine. He looked at Shun with amusement that bordered on condescending. Shun's feathers were ruffled by that look. 

However, he forgot about his annoyance once he heard the words Wang Che said. 

"I know a guy who does custom motor work." The words were soft, sounding harmless. 

"Really? Can you give me the number? This whole thing is a pain in my ass. You cannot believe how long I have been looking for someone." Shun perked like an energised bunny. 

"What's in it for me?" Wang Che asked. 

The bunny was deflated by the words. He had heard that this master of Clarion Motor City was a shrewd businessman. However, he did not expect that he needed to pay for a recommendation. If anything, the other guy should be the one paying Wang Che. 

However, at the time, he was a beggar, not a chooser. 

"What do you want?" Shun asked in resignation before warning Che with a righteous expression. "But you should know that I will not do anything illegal or immoral."

Wang Che laughed. "Do not worry. I merely would like for you to accompany me to dinner."

Shun felt a deep wave of nostalgia as he remembered the dinner on a yacht. He ended up falling asleep on the deck after eating seafood without decorum. When he woke up, he could no longer see anything familiar. 

The next morning, Wang Che showed no guilt at kidnapping him, claiming it was his fault for sleeping on the vessel. Before he knew it, he was dragged into the water to snorkel against his will, and his protests that he was not comfortable with large bodies of water were ignored. 

Shun shook his head and opened the fridge. The cool air helped him snap out of his memories and the feelings they evoked. 

Then, he saw the note attached to the lemonade. 

'Drink. No one will bring you carbonated drinks.'

The simple note evoked deep emotions that almost made his eyes water. He loved drinking fizzy sweet drinks, but he would always get a stomachache afterwards. But nothing could keep him away from them when he was drunk. Except for Wang Che's sweet lemonade.

Wang Che must have assumed that he would drink during the wedding and prepared it beforehand. Of course, he knew Shun's usual behaviours, so he made sure to tell the staff not to bring anything to their suite.

Yes, it was their suite. 

When Clarion Extreme was designed, it just made sense to have a place to stay inside the grounds. Wang Che asked him where he would like to stay. He responded that he would stay nowhere other than the penthouse. 

"You like feeling like a king looking down on your subjects, right?" Wang Che teased him with a ruffle of his hair. "Then, the highest spot on the mountain will be yours." 

Shun slapped the offending hand before looking at Che with his nose turned up in the air. "Do not be silly. I am a generous king. I will share my penthouse with you." 

Wang Che looked at him strangely. "You want to stay in the apartment with me?" 

"It makes sense. There is no need to keep two units reserved. I can spare you a little space." Shun said with mock generosity.

Che chuckled. "Then, I shall apologise for the intrusion in advance." 

Shun felt like he had been struck by lightning. He closed the refrigerator door hard and patted his pockets before he remembered he placed his phone on the coffee table. He rushed to the phone and held it in his hand. 

He took a deep breath before he dialled Wang Che's number. He held his breath as he waited. Almost immediately, Wang Che picked up the call. 

"Shun, are you alright?" He asked with palpable worry. 

"Why did you stop me?" Shun asked without preamble. 

"What? What are you talking about?" Wang Che was confused. 

"That night after we left Le Burlesque. Why did you stop me?" 

"We should talk about this in person. I am almost done here. All the wedding guests have left. I just need to finish up with some issues, and I will come to the apartment." Wang Che said with a strange emotion. 

"No, I don't want to wait. If I do, I will lose my nerve." Shun said. "I have been thinking about everything, and Hu Lei was right. In the real world, people do not spoil and coddle their friends. The only explanation I can think of is that you have feelings for me." 

"But if you have feelings for me, you would not have stopped me when I tried to kiss you. Yes, I remember. I always remembered." He paused. "I want to know for sure. If it is just my wishful thinking, tell me, and we will pretend this conversation never happened."

"You are really an idiot." Wang Che said with a sigh before chuckling. 

"Forget it!" Shun said with anger. He was trying to have a serious conversation, but Wang Che still had the guts to insult him. 

"No, no, wait." Wang Che panicked a little. "I mean, I have been waiting for you to notice for literal years." 

"What?"

"I wanted you to notice me from the very beginning. Why do you think I sent a sports car expert to help you with your little bumper cars?" 

"What?" 

"As for that night, I was afraid that you would regret it in the morning. I did not want to do anything that could cause me to lose you." Wang Che paused. "You said something about wishful thinking. Does it mean what I think it does?" 

Shun felt a little embarrassed, but he straightened his back. "Yes. Unlike some people, I am not afraid of saying exactly what I feel." 

Wang Che laughed with elation. "I was afraid that my little bunny would hop away if I chased too hard." 

Shun felt a sort of hysterical joy in his heart. He knew Wang Che was right. If he had come too strongly, he would have probably fled from Supreme City. He knew that over the years, he wanted to run away from Wang Che countless times. 

But he did not want to admit it. Moreover, now that he was no longer sad, he was feeling a little naughty. 

"But think of all the fun we could have had. If you are reborn into the past, you should probably chase the bunny and lock it up." Shun said daringly since Che was far away. He could do nothing to him.

"You little…" Wang Che could not bear the teasing. 

Shun laughed at hearing Che's frustration. "I am coming to pick you up. I hope you will have thought of a response by the time I get there." 

Without waiting to hear more, Shun ended the call. His smile was wide and sweet. He looked like a true idiot. If he was lying down, he would have been rolling around, giggling. 

He opened the fridge again and poured himself a cup of sweet lemonade. The cool drink calmed him, but it also filled him with feelings that he wanted to express. Without wasting time, he picked up his car keys and left the apartment.

He could never have guessed that his happiness was about to be shattered and scattered.