Blades of Secrets: The Endless Night

CHAPTER 37

Loud music blasted out loud, the neon lights all around the room. They were all sitting around in like a circle on couches with a small round table in the middle. Li Ming wore his everyday type of suit. A blue suit, white shirt, blue pants, black leather lace up shoes and a purple tie. How the man seemed to find that comfortable, Cheng Xing would never know.

Cheng Xing wore a white shirt with black suit pants and Wen Zhang had donned a slightly oversized sweatshirt with a cartoon T-Rex on it holding a cup of tea with large bold letters spelling out 'Tea-Rex'.

"What, Yulong chose it for me. If you tease me about it then you are questioning Yulong's choice of clothing."

Li Ming takes a glass of whiskey off the table and lifts it to his lips. Cheng Xing snatches the cup and puts it back down. Li Ming looks at Cheng Xing, question in his gaze.

"Your drink tolerance is bad enough." Cheng Xing stated unapologetically.

"Are you going to have some then?"

"I-" 'Don't drink.' He wanted to say.

"Not in the mood," he ended up saying.

Li Ming looks at the drink, "Sad, waste of money."

Cheng Xing gets up and goes to the bathroom. He stared at the mirror in the bathroom. He fixes his collar and walks back out. As he walked out, a group girls came up and surrounded him.

Li Ming pushed through them and took Cheng Xing to dance in the corner of the room. Li Ming clasped his hand in his.

"Have a dance with me."

The way Li Ming smiled made Cheng Xing instinctively relax, like an invisible force, pulling him towards Li Ming. Something tight in his chest which he didn't even know was there loosened when he was with Li Ming. Cheng Xing placed his hands on Li Ming's shoulder. Li Ming looked down at him. Cheng Xing looks over to some people walking closer to Wen Zhang. Cheng Xing watches them carefully and stays calm, trying not to alert Li Ming. Cheng Xing watches as one of them spike Wen Zhang's drink with something.

They tip it into the cup. Wen Zhang, oblivious, goes to drink what he thinks is his perfectly safe, drug free, drink. Time slows.

Cheng Xing breaks from Li Ming's arms and runs towards him as he raises it to his lips. The glass touches the skin of Wen Zhang's lips and neon lights flash blindingly.

Cheng Xing opens his eyes with a jolt to realise he was in the car, sitting next to Li Ming.

Li Ming was driving and focusing on the road.

"Where are we going?"

"Have you forgotten; the club remember?"

Cheng Xing grips his pants. He's wearing the exact same thing; he looked over at Li Ming. Noticing that so far, the dream was correct.

"Is Wen Zhang going to be there?" he said slightly panicked.

"Probably not, he may have to look after Yulong."

Cheng Xing sighed in relief.

They reach the club. Sitting down at the exact same table, with the exact same friends.

Wen Zhang walks in. Cheng Xing jumps up. "I thought you had to take care of Yulong."

"I got a babysitter," Wen Zhang said, fondness tugging at his lips, "But I ended up promising him a trip to Japan sometime."

Li Ming smiles and moves over giving a seat to Wen Zhang.

Cheng Xing panics. "I'll be back."

Cheng Xing walked into the bathroom and splashed his face with water.