Why the cold prince yibo hates the moon? Why does he thinks its innocence is just a mask? Why he is determined to destroy it, shatter it into pieces..?so that it won't be able to gather itself ever again. Can he forever hate it with the same intens...
Occupied in his thoughts, Zhan climbed up the stairs to reach Yibo's bedroom. Wiping his sweat from forehead, his thoughts travelled to Wang Han.
Such a dangerous man he is.
He even turned up there!
Zhan was at Zanjin's place as he had promised, to practice self defence. Although he was distracted by the events of last night and Yibo's sad face, he still had to do it. For the sake of his self respect and defence. Or how he would face everyone, including Yibo as well as his enemies.
Jin ge meticulously taught him the basics of krav maga, one of the most dangerous military combat techniques, specially designed for the Israeli army. He said one of his uncles was one of them.
It was difficult even to maintain the proper posture of Zhan. He somehow felt so wasted after some quick training following the warm ups.
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He huffed and sprawled on the floor, completely wasted. Feeling drowsy and hungry immediately.
''Get up'' Jin said.
Zhan whined. ''Give me a break.''
''Fine.'' He shook his head in amusement seeing Zhan all clumsy and cute. ''Just because it's your first day I'm leaving you. Next class I won't.''
''I'll eat and train properly this whole week'' he breathed, ''and come back next sunday.''
''Tuesday, Thursday'' Jin replied. ''That makes thrice a week''
''What?'' Zhan got up immediately. ''Are you kidding me?''
''Friday also''
''Nope. I'm up'' he dusted off his pants and ran around the field. ''I'll complete a lap before resuming'' screaming he ran off. Thinking, if he does something extra, Jin ge might consider his plight. ''It's only Sunday. Once a week.''
''Wednesday and Sunday, twice a week. And that's your punishment.'' Jin screamed after the running figure. He fondly smiled, then smirked, ''after that, thrice a week, four days a week, then five, six and seven. And… I mean it.''
''Who's in trouble?'' Yubin turned up behind him. As he was accompanying Zhan today, because Xuan was busy with something.
''Oreo'' Zanjin's eyes never left Zhan's panting and running figure as he smiled. '' He is in trouble today.''
Yubin chuckled. ''I thought he must have fainted by now.''
''Such a drama queen he is.''
''Just like..'' Yubin teasingly smiled at Zanjin, which earned him a smack on his bumbum.
''Don't you dare.''
''But he is.'' Rubbing his little bum bums, Yubin laughed loudly.
