ENDLESS LOVE_ZHANYI [COMPLETED]

Chapter 7

Yibo returned home that day with a heavy heart. The guilt engulfing him to the dead end. He never thought to harm Xiao Zhan. That wasn't his intension. That night he skipped dinner. He didn't bother to wish his dad ' good night' or greet him when he arrived back home. 

His father didn't bother to ask since he could sense the tiredness in his son's eyes. He decided to ask the next day. Yibo started to climb the stairs to get to his room. His body felt more than heavier and he huffed and panted on reaching his room. This was the first time he felt that he was very wrong. 

He turned off his phone. He knew Youn might have called him that night. But he didn't bother to wait for a call. He was to stressed to even utter a word or so. He undressed and went to take a warm shower. He turn to face himself in the mirror. Looked directly into his own eyes. 

"Am I really this terrible ? How could I do that? How ? Is this what dad taught me ?" Yibo mumbled at his image and clenched his fist as his eyes flushed red in anger. He felt to dig out the beast within him and hunk it down till it tears apart of him. 

Next Morning

Yibo was restless the whole night. He barely slept. Rolled throughout his bed to seek his sleep. He was still tired and walked down the living hall sluggishly in the morning. He reached his hand and pulled the chair out with ear-piercing sound. 

"Yibo where are your manners son?" Mr. Wang asked being surprised by Yibo's behavior. Yibo didn't heard his dad. He was in his own world and finally thumped down onto the chair making a goofy sound. "Yibo ! manners son." Mr. Wang shouted at him. 

"Huh ! Oh! Umm... Sorry dad. I'm sorry." Yibo said in a rush not realizing what exactly happened. 

"What's the matter son? You seem to be distracted since last night ? Did you fight with Youn ?" Mr. Wang asked in much of a calm composer.   

"No! dad." Yibo said and paused a bit. He looked to distant , trying to calm and continued. " I just had a small fight with one of my Uni friend." "Do you want to share? If you feel better after that?" Mr. Wang said turning to face Yibo properly. 

"Umm... Well ... let's say I did something that made my friend fall into a difficult situation." Yibo said with heave of sigh , his eyes lying staring at the table. "We all make mistake son. But there's always a chance to say sorry for your mistake you know." Mr. Wang said patting Yibo's shoulder.

"What if he doesn't forgive me dad ? Coz what I did is really bad." Yibo uttered forcing more at the word 'really'. "Oww! Didn't you just say it's a small fight?" Mr. Wang asked with little frown on his face. 

Yibo sighed. " If you really want the person to forgive, then you need to show him that you really didn't want what just happened. Show that your really guilty of you did." Mr. Wang said while putting up a smile.

"If I do that. There's a chance?" Yibo asked in curiousness. "Yes." Mr. Wang said and smiled. Yibo smiled back with a little hint of relief in his eyes. He felt grateful to his dad. 

Yibo thanked his dad and decided to go to Zhan's house to have a look. He drove his car and reached after a drive of half an hour. He could hear turmoil out of the house. He kept walked up to the door and peeped in silently. He didn't want to be caught by Zhan. He wasn't confident enough to face the person. 

"I think it'll take months to get removed. Honestly why don't you jut buy paints." Yubin was yelling at Zhan. " Where do I get money to buy paints ? I don't even have money left to buy food." Zhan uttered with a bitter chuckle. Yibo's heart clenched at those words. He silently stood there and stared at the two yelling and honking at each other. 

Yibo was bluntly staring at Zhan, until he was startle by Mr. Xiao scream. Yibo got back to his senses and tried to peep over again. 

"Yey! Yey! do you enjoy the water. Take more. more. more." Mr. Xiao was splashing the dirty water used for cleaning the burnt wall, on to Zhan and Yubin. His mental state was so unstable that he even didn't bother to think before splashing that dirty water on them. Yibo could see the raising anger in Zhan. He saw Zhan's free hand turned into a tight fist and crumble the washcloth into a ball in this hand. 

Yibo felt his guilt will eat him up, swallow him to the hell. 

"Please stop it dad." Zhan pleaded and tried to snatch away the bowl of water. "No. No" Mr. Xiao said while continued to splash the water. 

"Wait for a while." Zhan said to Yubin , while he stomped his feet on the ground and threw the washcloth in annoyance. Zhan walked out of the door. Yibo quickly hid himself behind the flower plant and peeped at Zhan. Yibo made sure Zhan couldn't see him.

Zhan ran out into the streets. Yibo stared until the figure disappeared. Yibo came out of his hiding place and saw Mr. Xiao fighting with Yubin. Yibo felt the pain and stress that Zhan goes through. Yibo thought to pay back the money to Zhan.  

Mean while Zhan ran to Yubin's house to meet his dad. "Uncle." Zhan panted and breathed heavily after that long run. "What is it?" Yubin's dad asked while still reading the newspaper. "I'll box for you." Zhan said with a sigh. With a heavy fear , he still agreed to join underground boxing. He knew he needed money and this was the only way to earn instant money.  

"Now we're talking." Yubin's dad said as he stood from his chair and patted on Zhan's shoulder , and squeezed it. Zhan was tensed . He felt angry when he saw that smirk on Yubin's dad's face. His hands were clenched into fists, but he stayed quiet. 

It was almost noon by then. Zhan went to the boxing hall along with with Yubin's dad. "Don't feel bad. You made the right decision." Yubin's dad said as he squeezed Zhan's shoulder.  Zhan just stared the man in disbelief and frown tagging on his face. "You'll get money and that's the end of everything." Yubin's  dad uttered. 

"Don't forget you need to be on your feet till 5th round. When 5th bell rings, you'll be paid instantly" He continued. Zhan was fuming in anger. He already felt defeated. He never wanted to get involved in these shits. He tried to calm himself.  His body tensed. 

Boxing Ring

First bell rang. Both his opponent and Zhan exchanged punches and tried to win over the other. Zhan's face already started bleeding. He had cuts all over his cheeks , nose, and forehead. He kept on. He tried to fight harder. The opponent was too strong. He decided to play defend rather than attacking. 

Finally the forth round was over. Zhan was dizzy, he could barely see with his eyes. His nose was bleeding. His feet stumbled. Somehow he managed to defend for the last ten minutes. It seemed like hours to him. Opponent tried to punch Zhan and it landed on his stomach. He spit out a good amount of blood from his mouth. 

Auntie Lee's words, incident of fire with his dad. All kept ringing on his head. He could only think to win. Even if he dies he needs the money. Zhan could barely breath after being fiercely punched all over.  

He fought with his feet to stand straight. And the bell rang. He was unable to regain his consciousness. He didn't hear the bell. He still swung his hands in the air to defend himself. He was panting heavily. 

"Zhan stop. Zhan it's over. Zhan. Zhan." Yubin's dad muttered while holding onto him tight. Zhan kept on swinging and struggling until it was darkness that embraced him.  

Next morning Zhan wakes up at his room. "Ouch." He uttered again and again with every movement in his body. Each part of him was sore and stinging in pain. He manage to get up and limped to the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. 

The blood has clotted. It was fresh and deep red. His eyes swollen and lips teared with blood clot in it. He pulled up his arms and it was bruised all around. He slowly undressed himself. his abs and back full of cuts and red and blue bruises. He looked like an ugly beast. 

Warm bath could have helped relieve those pain and get better. But they can't afford to have a  Geyser in the bathroom. He took a cold bath. It added more sore and pain to his body. He wiped himself and put ointments at his wounds before getting dressed.