A car came to a halt at the front of the bustling club.
Zixuan looked at the club through the car window with determination. He was here to get back his sanity. It's been five days since he slept with Haoran, and he couldn't understand what was going on with him.
Every night, when he was about to fall asleep, voices would keep haunting him and images kept flashing. Those images were a constant reminder of the memory of that night, and he was here to fix it.
If he slept with an Omega, he was confident that he would get back his sanity. Zixuan pushed the car door open as he stepped down from the car.
The bouncers at the front already recognized him, so they didn't stop him but pushed the door open. Zixuan didn't bother with courtesy as he entered.
The club was bustling as usual with loud music, disco lights, men clinking their alcohol, and the rest.
Zixuan made his way to his private lounge, ignoring the gazes and greetings thrown at him. He was already used to it.
