After every social gathering, besides the fullness of alcohol in my stomach, my heart always feels inexplicably heavy, even with a kind of bewildering emptiness.,As Chen Hansheng was about to start the car, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a name card. It turned out to be from Miss Zhang, a beautiful woman he had met at a social event.,This time Chen Hansheng remained silent, because he was staring intently at the reflection in the glass panel of the bus stop. The image reflected back was that of a young man, yet strangely unfamiliar, with a hint of stubble on his upper lip.。