Chapter 4

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Wang Yibo, a powerful alpha who doesn't give a damn about the world, stares at Zhan with a smirk on his face, knowing the younger one guesses who he is. He can tell, even with doubt, that Zhan is unnerved to see him this close to where he stands and is dared to turn his head away. This brings pleasure to him as he sees the power he holds over Zhan, whose hands are clutching the microphone, the words unsaid on his lips.

There is still so much left unsaid between them, including the unsaid feelings of longing, regret, and unresolved tension, a fact that has been obvious for about as long as they both can remember

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There is still so much left unsaid between them, including the unsaid feelings of longing, regret, and unresolved tension, a fact that has been obvious for about as long as they both can remember.

Yibo lets out a deep breath, feeling the excitement taking over his body. Meeting Zhan at his concert has been planned, but it is shocking and outstanding at the same time. Zhan looks incredibly attractive in real life and is a very down-to-earth guy, so Yibo can feel the tingling running through his body the moment their eyes meet for the first time in a long time.

His heart beats out of his chest as he sees Zhan again after a long period. It makes him remember their first meeting—the moment when Zhan precisely caught his eye and planted a seed of feelings in his heart when they were just 12 years old.

People used to say that Wang Yibo was a little eccentric and an excited boy, but he didn't mind. He had struggled in school, even with the most basic of subjects. Everyone knew it was because his mother had been on drugs and his father had been out of the picture. He had been neglected at home and shunned at school.

Rumors circulated about him being a disruptive movie usher who was mentally unstable, attacking fellow students, and disrespecting teachers by spitting at them. He resented the false narratives being spread about him. Despite everything, he considered himself a well-behaved boy who didn't even know the meaning of the word 'love' at that time. Until the moment, Xiao Zhan was caught in his eye.

It was a gorgeous sunny morning in the city known to be called Chongqing. The sun was shining brightly, and the skies were clear. A light breeze blew through, bringing a cooling sensation. Just like every other day in that bustling city, students could be seen running around the playground and shouting at each other.

Yibo lost his balance when Zhan accidentally collided with him and casually waved a hand in apology. It was a small encounter, but it had made a great impact on Yibo, who wasn't used to interacting with other students as his regular interactions were limited to teachers, teacher's aides, the guidance counselor, and the principal.

Zhan giggled as he watched Fanxing search for him on the other side of the playground. He and his cousin had been playing hide and seek ever since their teacher had taken them outside.

Yibo stared at Zhan, dumbfounded. He had been so caught up in Zhan's cuteness that he hadn't even realized he was following him and wedging himself behind the tree. Even though he didn't know the proper social cues of love, he found them to be something different.

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