Our Story

Part 35

Yuxin Pov

"What are you doing in front of my room now?"Yibo stopped and lean in my room door. I am whom sit in my bed just confused with his action.

"To get your number. Give me your phone. Or take my phone and type your number"I just look at his phone which in front of me now, a bit afar but he still hold it.

"I can send it to your number in that phone. Don't need to wait in front of my door"I mean sponsored phone. It's easy like that, right?

"Just in case, you give me a fake number. Where's your private phone?"What the hell? I just look at his step which already inside my room. He take out a make up table chair and sit in it. And stare at me with his hands already busy take my business handphone.

"This one?"

"I said I can give you through chat"

"You already in your bed now, Ready to sleep?"The answer is yes. But I hold my mouth to say it. Lazy to get into argument again. So, I look away. How can he read me soo clearly?

"You need it now? It's can be tomorrow or another day onwards, right?"He glare at me.

"Why do you think I am here? To get your number instantly"We look at each other, have same annoyed feeling, I think. With different reason for sure.

"OMG. Fine. I will give it to you"I take out my private phone from drawer beside him. And back sit in the bed again.

"Then, this one for business?"I nodded while operate my phone. It's at the type number screen now.

"Tell your number! I will type it"I ask him with my hand hanging in the air. Nothing happen, so I look at his side again.

"Why it's reversed now. I ask you first"It's the problem too?

"So, you don't wanna give me the number?"

"Not like that. It's just, I am feeling suddenly not cool. Just give me your phone"One of my eyebrow raised up.

"Fine. This. Don't open anything than that"I stare at my phone when he type his number and then call it. He take his phone from his pocket and look at his phone with little smile.

"So we are done. Get out from my room. I wanna sleep"He give me my phone. He stare at me but then busy typing in his phone. Maybe give name for my contact.

"What's Cheng Cheng name in your phone?"

"Why it's important?"He look above in awkward move.

"Then what's my name in your phone?"

"Yibo"I put my phone in the bed.

"That's simple?"

"I like simple things. Then you need I add captain in your name?"I snicker for that joke but he seems serious for it. I am back dumbfounded for that.

"Just a joke"I clear my throat.

"It's not even funny"

"Sorry for that. At least, laugh a bit. Its embarrassing"

"You prefer I laugh at dry jokes like that or not?"

"It's not that bad I think. Captain Yibo, isn't funny as contact name? I can remember it well. Sometimes people names contact based on their impression about that person too"I explain it well to him. And he just look above, thinking.

"At least thinking more clear impression about me since you here with me. At this show. After all, you are not that close with me in that dance show"He rest his face in one of his hands, stare at me with calm expression. For reason which I don't know, I need to look away. I take a breathe, what the hell happen right now? That bum bum sound just come out again.