Behind The Red Curtain | YiZhan ✓

31-To Be Reborn As A Flower

Life hadn't been this stressful for a long while now. He had thought he was just being paranoid and imagining things after the attempted break-in, but that was not the case. It had been over many times when he had seen the same black car around him. He would also get the feeling that he was always being watched, making him uncomfortable and confused.

So he went back to work to be around people, thinking that he would feel more safe. Yet that feeling was still there, making him feel goosebumps all over.

"Hey- you sure you're okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." He couldn't lie about the ghost part, since he had been feeling an odd presence all around him. And it was stressing him out.  But telling someone that you are doing okay was always easy. "I'm fine. But maybe a little thirsty."  He was a celebrity after all, he was taught to lie.

Tao went, and later came back with a bottle of water from behind the set. "Thank you..."

"Just stop having your head in the clouds all the time. You're working now." The latter couldn't argue back as he went back before the cameras and sat down on the couch.

The camera man before him moved a little closer to adjust his pose and then went back to his shooting. Zhan hadn't thought that Duyi would send him to a photoshoot right after his break, despite looking so ragged now. He hadn't been eating much lately, and the weight loss would probably look better on camera, but then again he wasn't as energetic as he used to be either. So he wasn't sure if he would have the energy for such a high activity job. Modelling was as tiring as shopping for ten hours. Which was pretty intense in all its meaning.

"That's it- move your head a little to the left. Yes.. now a little to the right... that's good.." At least he was a natural at it. Well, that is until someone particular walked in to the studio, throwing his concentration down a drain. 

His gaze was sharp as usual, nose bridge high and lips thin. His one gaze was enough to make someone feel flushed or offended. But for Zhan, the latter was more likely to take effect. He ruffled his soft brown-ish blonde hair to the side and came closer to have a look at the scene ahead.

It was Luo Zixin, looking laid back as ever. After the last drama he shot with him, he didn't see him again, nor did he bother to. He wasn't fond of him much since he would always gave him this sour look whenever he'd be in the area of his vision. So he hadn't put much thought into it until he learned that he was Yibo's childhood friend.

It was not a common thing to be in the same branch of work with your dear old best friend, whom you have known for more than fifteen years. So he knew that the two of them were closer than they'd shown, which was the reason for his burning jealousy within his heart.

But Yibo was not between them anymore. So he decided to let go of the emotion that stirred his insides like zapping water. Or he thought he had until Zixin walked forward and took a seat beside him.

He knew there was going to be a double photoshoot, but hadn't guessed that it was going to be with him. Both were arm in arm as they posed for the clothes, bags and other things the brand had to offer in their newest collection. But despite the smile across their faces, the tension in the air was quite obvious, which had made the camera man irk his face. "I am literally dreaded by the scene before me. Just... take five..." Following with a long sigh, he left the camera in its place and walked out the room.

Soon after, Zixin's fake smile turned into a brooding flat expression and glared at Zhan. "So, what's the deal with you and Yibo? He hasn't answered my calls lately."

Zhan averted his gaze with a slight frown. "What has that got to do with me?" Zixin scoffed. "Oh please, everything has got to do with you. You affect him more than a divine being would."