The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

After midnight, the number of customers coming to the nightclubs dwindles.

Tomorrow is the first day of the Golden Week holiday, April 29th, which is also Kenta's wedding day, known as "Green Day".

Sheng Yan sat next to the newspaper rack, flipping through popular magazines and current affairs news.

Since I've decided to make a name for myself here, I need to understand what Japan was like in 93, and align my memories of the timeline.

Regarding current affairs, focus on local issues, such as the downfall of various corrupt officials due to economic problems.

The most high-profile figure was former Liberal Democratic Party Vice President Shin Kanemaru, who was arrested for evading hundreds of millions of yen in taxes. This scandal shocked the entire nation, bringing public anger over political corruption to its peak and causing the Japanese government's credibility to plummet.

In terms of economic issues, the effects of the bubble economy have completely subsided, meaning the bubble has completely burst.

This year marks the first year of the employment crisis, with the unemployment rate jumping from less than 2% to 3%, and the number of bankrupt companies doubling, especially real estate companies, with an average of three going bankrupt every day, and total liabilities reaching 3 trillion yen.

Upon seeing this, Katsuhiko immediately thought of 2.4 trillion yen and subconsciously compared the exchange rate: 1 yen is roughly 20 yen...

Katsuhiko tossed aside the economic weekly and casually picked up the entertainment weekly.

The most popular Japanese drama recently is "Under One Roof". Currently, the top topic in the entertainment industry is the rumored romance between 22-year-old Noriko Sakai and screenwriter Shinji Noto.

Sheng Yan does remember this female celebrity; she was pretty and was once very popular in Asia.

It is said that in her first relationship, she loved very humbly, and even learned to smoke for her boyfriend. After dating for four years, they broke up, and she remarried a "fake athlete." She was forced to turn herself in and was released from prison, but her life has not been good since.

Thinking about this woman's terrible experiences, I'm also reminded of Nakamori Akina, whose romantic history is even worse. She was repeatedly used by scumbags who tricked her out of her property, tricked her into giving up winning a big prize, and then coveted her wealth... What does this show? It shows that she's love-struck, naive, and rich.

Katsuhiko couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had come a few years earlier, how could Akina's money have ended up in someone else's hands?

While casually flipping through photos of female celebrities in a magazine, I happened to come across a report about Akina Nakamori, an interview in the March issue: she was enjoying her ordinary "free" life...

There's also a photo of her smoking.

Sheng Yan was stunned. Wasn't this the woman who had just bought cigarettes? She had deliberately put on heavy makeup so that no one would recognize her.

I just caught a glimpse of a white mark running across her right wrist. Although she had applied concealer, it hadn't completely covered it up.

She's 28 this year, right? Single for thirty years...

After finishing flipping through the magazine, Sheng Yan casually tossed it back onto the shelf.

It was just a way to pass the time and let my mind wander; I never considered putting it into action.

After all, they're from different circles and basically have no interaction, so there's no way to hook up with them.

Besides, he only settled on a girlfriend who's good at saving money two hours ago, and Xiaobaihe is quite cute. He's already fickle before he's even gotten to know her. That's a bit of a beast.

At this time, Sayuri was still in Katsuhiko's apartment, enthusiastically scrubbing the floor.

She didn't believe that this Sheng Yan was the same Sheng Yan; even a fool could see that they were not the same person at all.

As she sorted through the photos, she became even more certain.

He's either a twin brother or a younger brother. Judging from his build, he's definitely the older brother, since most older brothers are more mature.

That younger brother spoke softly and timidly, and there was nothing good about him...

Especially after Sayuri picked up the letter that Katsuhiko had tossed on the floor.

She studied it carefully and realized it was a wedding speech. Each sentence was marked with parentheses indicating the "expression to use" and "body language to use," and even the timing of the subtle confession to Qinye without her noticing…

Sayuri felt a chill run down her spine and deeply despised him; compared to her brother, he was far inferior...

"It's probably because the younger brother is going to a wedding, and the older brother is filling in for him..."

She felt that the reason she cleaned the room was to thank him for providing her with a place to sleep, and definitely not because he unilaterally announced that he was her boyfriend... It was also to prove to him that she was very hardworking, so why should he break up with her just because she didn't clean it properly? How could it not be clean?

"I haven't even agreed to be his girlfriend yet, and he's already made this decision..."

"He insisted on making me stay at his place, and even tried to force the key into my hand..."

"How many times have I refused? I stand still, and he always pushes me..."

Xiaobaihe seemed to be in a daze, unable to suppress the smile on her lips. While wiping the floor, she muttered with a grin, "He even suddenly kissed my cheek... A cheek kiss wasn't enough, he actually wanted to kiss my lips too? If I wasn't afraid he would hit me, I would have jumped up and slapped him."

Sayuri mumbled something, touched her flushed face, and unconsciously ran her little fingers across her lips. Suddenly, she shuddered and flopped onto the tatami mat, rolling around in a panic...

"I still don't know his name, how annoying..."

Little Lily jumped up again and resumed her frantic floor-cleaning spree.

She believed it was premeditated, and that Katsuhiko was testing her... not for any other reason than to prove a point.

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At 4:50 a.m., after finishing his midnight snack, Sheng Yan went into the warehouse to take inventory and prepare for the shift handover...

At 5:10 a.m., before dawn, a small white box delivering milk and bread to the convenience store was parked at the door.

At the entrance of Shengyan Station, holding a cargo list, I watched the driver, who was in his forties, unload boxes of goods one by one and count them before putting them into the warehouse.

A few minutes later, the sound of bicycle bells rang out from across the street, and a woman in her thirties rode over on a women's bicycle.

On the back of the bicycle, there was a drowsy little girl, carrying a small schoolbag and wrapped up tightly, who looked to be about four or five years old.

Mikoto Nakamura and her daughter, Chinatsu.

Sheng Yan didn't find much information about her in his memory, only that it was a self-operated convenience store and she was the owner and store manager.

During holidays, she would always bring her daughter to the shop, and she had never seen her husband.

After getting off her bicycle, Mikoto didn't look at the road. She pushed the bicycle while staring at Katsuhiko.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with doubt and astonishment.

Clearly, they were not used to Katsuhiko's drastically changed image.

On the ground in front of her was a plastic milk carton filled with bags of milk.

"Watch where you're going!" Katsuhiko quickly reminded him.

"What?"

Mikoto didn't seem to have taken the words to heart, and continued pushing her bicycle forward with a blank expression.

Katsuhiko was several milk boxes away from her, so he couldn't rush over immediately.

Just a second too slow, the front wheel of the bicycle Mikoto was pushing hit the milk box, and she almost lost her grip on the handlebars. By the time she grabbed the handlebars again, the bicycle had already lost its balance and was falling to the side.

Mikoto panicked. She didn't even have time to lift her leg to step over the curved beam. She just rubbed the ground hard with the soles of her shoes and clung tightly to the handlebars.

There was a child in the back seat, weighing over ten pounds, who was still drowsy. Most of her body was leaning down at the angle of the tilt... Mikoto's panicked face turned red, and she was about to burst into tears.

Katsuhiko walked around in a few steps, picked the child up from the back seat, then lifted his leg, using the instep of his foot to support the back seat of the bicycle, and lifted him up directly.

"Thank you, thank you..." Mikoto said, still looking shaken, as she thanked him while using the bicycle kickstand.

"I told you, watch where you're going, you're so brainless."

Sheng Yan retorted irritably, then, carrying the child in one arm, walked directly to the side of the cargo box, where he still had to continue counting.