Unsaid emotions bloomed between Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan at school, but they were driven apart by animosity rooted in their hearts because of Jiang Zhuocheng.
Ten years later, they find themselves face-to-face once again, the tension between them pal...
Finally reaching the dressing room, Zhan leans his back against the door and catches his breath. He has so much to care for or explain regarding the curious stares, but he isn't in a condition to realize it, as his mind is still clouded from running and being chased by the alpha. He is absorbed in thoughts of what would happen if he didn't manage to evade the alpha...
Cheng moves forward and places his hands on Zhan's shoulders, curious about his little brother's actions. "Hey, what's wrong?"
Zhan blinks and looks up, his eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. He has an answer to explain what happened, but another question arises about how to calm Cheng down then. He doesn't have the energy to deal with that, so he decides to lie. "Nothing. Just went out for some fresh air."
As Cheng is about to accept, he senses the scent of patchouli in the air. His suspicions rise, and he narrows his eyes, tightening his grip on Zhan's shoulders. "Fresh air, huh? When did fresh air start smelling like patchouli?"
Zhan trembles, his eyes darting around nervously. "B-Brother..."
"Tell me the truth," Cheng growls.
Zhan takes a deep breath and decides to confess, knowing he has no choice. "I went out for some fresh air when Yibo..." His words falter as a ringing sound in the distance from Ji Li's phone interrupts him, sparing him from having to explain further.
After answering the call, Ji Li claps his hands to get everyone's attention and announces, "We're asked to reach the second floor. Let's go."
Everyone nods and grabs their bags, but Cheng doesn't seem to move and doesn't let Zhan move because he needs to know what exactly happened, even if he concludes something. Knowing the situation is far from fading soon, Peixin takes a deep breath and pats Cheng on the shoulder to calm him down. "Let's talk about this later."
Cheng, who doesn't seem in the right mind, tries to protest but is interrupted by Ji Li's phone ringing again. He realizes that he is surrounded by people who are unaware of the true situation between him and Yibo. If he acts recklessly, he knows he will be the one to blame.
He sighs and removes his hands from Zhan, keeping space and nodding at him. Together, they grab their bags and step out of the room with their bandmates, not creating a scene.
On the second floor, they are directed to a room filled with round tables covered in shimmering gold sequined tablecloths and a cluster of metallic gold balloons of varying sizes anchored to the center. Adding a flickering warmth to the gold sequins, small lit candles in glass holders are scattered around the base.
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The centerpiece of the room is a large square white dance floor, its edges blurred into a bokeh effect that showcases hundreds of tiny glowing fairy lights twinkling in the foreground.
"Wow!" Ji Li exclaims, marveling at the breathtaking sight before him.
The remaining bandmates are in awe as they are greeted by fellow idols, production staff, backup dancers, and cosplayers. Nodding at each of them, they finally make it to their designated table and admire the attention to detail.
