At The Edge Of The World | YiZhan ✓

Part 10

The weather was just as rainy as last night with the only difference being the loud wind. Yibo could feel his ears ringing from the cold and sharp whispers, rubbing them with his palm every now and then.

He had just finished filling up his bike with what it needed, and tossed the empty tube aside into a trashcan. After leaving Zhan's house with great disappointment, he had made his way to the nearest tank-station to get some fuel, and made his way back to his bike with a taxi. He could not help his eyes from becoming glossy every now and then, blaming the weather for blowing into his irises.

He then rubbed his eyes to clear his vision, unaware of how red it had made his eyes look. And just then, there happened to be a middle aged man walking towards him, stopping with a pat on the shoulder. "Why are you crying?"

Yibo avoided his gaze at the familiar voice and hopped on his bike. "It's just the wind- why are you here?" Mingyu shrugged before placing his hand over the grip, squeezing it to tell that he wasn't going to let him go until they finished their conversation. Which, the latter did not know when it would end. "I was going to do you a favour by taking the bike and delivering it to Zhan's place. But it seems you worked faster."

Yibo arched his back on the seat, his chest leaning forward behind the small windscreen. "You didn't have to do that." Mingyu eyed him at the sight. "But I wanted to. So, where are you headed?" Yibo scratched the back of his ear, not sure of the answer himself. "I was going to head home to shower.... and then maybe head out for a drink."

Mingyu hummed before leaning forward to meet his eyes. "Why don't I come with you? Let's say... tonight at eight." Yibo gave him a look. "You're asking me out so soon?" The latter shrugged yet again. "There was an opportunity and I took it. And besides... I don't really believe in the whole taking your time thing. If you like someone, then you like them. It's simple." Yibo couldn't really agree to it, yet the reminder of this morning was pushing him to force himself to do the opposite despite his beliefs. "You can't like someone that much when you've just met them. You know nothing about me."

Mingyu shook his head and smiled. "I do know that you're quite handsome, that you like pasta... and the fact that you are very fierce and feisty. All of which is just enough to make you intriguing to the eye." Yibo remembered the way Zhan had called him all of those things when they had first met, later getting a whole new perspective upon having get to know him truly. "And if we get closer and I learn more things about you... I suppose it can result in me getting either more or less attracted to you." Yibo then scoffed, now looking down. "You said you find me attractive as I am now. Does that mean that you want to sleep with me?"

Mingyu looked at him as though he were analysing his face. Later, raising his brows unsurely. "Let's just say that it would be pretty to see you cry. But then again it's only a fantasy..." Yibo pressed his finger onto his temple, later reaching his hand out. "Give me your phone." The latter looked at his open hand for a while before handing it to him, and then watched as he typed in his number. "I will be straight with you, I don't have an interest in getting to know someone. I'm not that fond of relationships, nor do I like to be the topic of interest. So all I can do is fulfil your fantasy... as you have said. And if you want that then, you can call me tomorrow night." Mingyu continued to listen. "And if you don't want that then... sorry but I can't do else."

Having said that, Yibo handed him his phone and put on his helmet, readying his motorcycle for a drive. In the meantime Mingyu was lost in thought, coming back to his senses only when he heard the sound of the motor start. He then gave out a short sigh and held Yibo's arm. "Can I ask why you don't want to?"

Yibo looked him in the eyes only to smile bitterly. "Let's just say I learned that it was not worth it." With that he drove away, letting Mingyu watch as he disappeared into the distance.