Follow the light《Yizhan version》

《Chapter 18: Just a bit longer Zhan ge》

"i met evil when i was only a child . . ." 

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Xiao Zhan's POV 

I was embraced by something heavy, my eyelashes fluttered with a soft try while I was tired, slowly opening my eyes a streak of sunlight fell on my face. 

Tracer. 

His face was milk-white with long eyelashes and a serene look, almost peaceful. 

Flatters of my memory from yesterday came up, some seemed far away as if there was a world in between and it took me a long time to realize where I was and what had happened. 

I tried to softly wiggle myself from the strong hug of Tracer while my heart was beating like a madman, but he only strengthen his embrace when I tried to get free and I heard a few soft words being murmured, "Just a bit longer, Zhan ge," Tracer said which made my heart skip a beat. 

The tone, the way and the words, everything added up, he sounded like my di di, and the puzzle pieces fell inside my mind, but one piece was missing, why? 

Why did he leave me? 

Why did he never contact me? 

Why did he change? 

"Bo di . . . ?" The words slipped from my mouth before I knew what happened and Tracer shot up, his eyes wide with shock while he looked disoriented, his hair warry and his eyes sleepy, just like my di di always was, always begging me to hold me a bit longer while sleeping. 

"Zhan ge." He tried to touch my face, but without the knowledge I slapped his hand away, tears making their way to my eyes. 

"Please, Zhan ge, listen to me, please," Tracer repeated while I shook my head, slowly crawling back while he came closer until my back hit the wall and fear crept up the spine, an unknown fear for someone I once longed for so much. 

"WHY!" Why, why, why? 

He took a deep breath, Tracer, or Yibo, whoever he was, did it matter? 

"I know you have thousands of questions, but so do I, yet when I see you here, safe and sound, that is enough for me, even if you hate me, scorned me or even killed me, I only wish you to live a good life because I don't want you to live the way I did, I kidnapped you partly to get Lily back, but actually this was not my idea." Lily? As in the princess of assassins? 

Probably he saw the confusion on my face, "yes, Lily as in the princess of assassins though you might better remember her as Xia'er, she made this plan to get kidnapped just for me to see you again, and even though you hate me which I don't regret, I want you to live a goo-" I hit his chest while tears flowed down my face repeating the words, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." As a chain. 

"Shhh," Tracer or Yibo shushed me while he hugged me tightly, letting me cry as much as I wanted and I let the tears flow that never came, my heart just knew it, I knew he wasn't dead, I knew it. 

"Tell me why." He nodded, his long slender finger which was made for instruments had now scars, small scars that made me want even to cry harder, this was never the life I wanted for both of us, never. 

"Xia'er, as you remember was, I mean is a princess, even though her parents were assassinated that night, she has a huge amount of pain left from it, but so do I, Qihe and Eliwa, and Eliwa, you might remember her under the name Xing'er, none of us ever wanted to harm you, after all, we are childhood friends, even if you didn't remember us. When Xia'er her parents got assassinated she somehow made her way out before anyone caught her, and she found us, faster than the light and made us come with her, we were young at the time, 9 to 10. We were scared, but what do you expect from us? Since all of our parents go assassinated that night we escaped, you weren't with us, as expected." Tracer or Yibo gritted his teeth while closing his eyes for a second, and I listened to his calm heartbeat. 

"You parent, I know you might not expect it, they planned this, this all, the killing the assassination, they wanted to get rid of the royalties, and of course, you weren't there that night, but the only lucky thing was that our face was never shown to the public, so we ended up being in the ophan, and we always kept together no matter what, we tried to protect each other with everything we had and promised to get revenge. No one knew about this, and it wasn't our choice to become assassins, of course, it wasn't, but we couldn't let those cold-blooded murders go, and even though Xia'er assured us that she could do it alone to not dirty our hands, we were together in this plot, and we together would get out of this." I nodded at his words while he sighed deeply. 

"Never did a day pass that I didn't miss you, but I knew it was better the way it was, we tracked down the killers of our parents, and one by one got them down, but-" 

"My parents are left." He nodded, biting his lip while looking away from me, it seemed like his signs didn't change, still the same ge he used to be, but I understood what he was talking about. 

"They never dirtied their hands, they used their money to hire people to do it." His voice was deadly, and if he had told me this a few years ago I wouldn't have believed it, but every time I had mentioned my di di near my parents they would change, change into people I did not recognize, and maybe it was not me or my di di who had changed, but the world that changed. 

"What do you plan?" Tracer or Yibo sighed. 

"Let me look at you first." I looked up, sure that my eyes were red from the crying while he kissed my eyes and I blushed from his soft motion when he detached. Our eyes were locked, and I wanted him closer, way closer until there was not even air left between us. 

So I slowly leaned forwards and so did he, closer and closer, and when our lips were about to collide the door flew open. 

"Kiss as much as you want later losers, we first need to help Xuan Lu and Lily!" We both turned around to face Qihe and I felt a killable atmosphere around my Bo di while Qihe stuck his tongue out while laughing, but got hit from behind by Eliwa who shook her head, smiling softly. 

"Sorry for the disturbance, I'll take this idiot with me." Eliwa smiled while glaring at Qihe, pulling him away while my Yibao turned around to me again. 

His eyes twinkled softly in the morning light, and I moved forwards without thinking twice, pulling our lips together, and acting like there was no tomorrow . . . 

And how knows, maybe there was none too . . . 

Word count: 1263 words 

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Yibao is not a typo, baobei is a Chinese endearment for baby, and sometimes it's shortcut to baobao, and I mixed it with Yibo's name, which creates Yibao, basically Yibo baby hehe