As soon as they finally arrived at the parking lot, Zhan was in a hurry to get upstairs to his apartment. On the way home, he and Wen Rouhan had stopped at a cell phone store, where Zhan bought a new cell phone and signed up for a new cell phone contract, which was activated immediately. And as soon as he got upstairs, he wanted to use his new cell phone to call Yibo.
But as Zhan sat in his armchair with his new cell phone in his hand and Yibo's cell phone number already typed in, his mind went blank. He had thought carefully about what he wanted to say to Yibo the whole way home. But all the words he had prepared had now disappeared from his mind. And so his hands were shaking when he finally tapped call and put his cell phone to his ear.
It rang once, then twice, a third and fifth time, then an eighth and ninth. But Yibo didn't pick up. Zhan tapped end and wondered if Yibo just didn't answer because he didn't know the cell phone number. In the end, Zhan decided that this must be the case. And so he wrote Yibo a message: "Hi, Zhan here. This is my new cell phone number. Get in touch as soon as you read this."
Not even 10 seconds later, Zhan's cell phone rang and a surprised Yibo spoke before Zhan could say a word more than hello: "Oh God. It's you. I was wondering who was calling me. Thank you for getting in touch. How are you? Have you been able to recover a bit with your parents? And by the way, I'm sorry about what happened. I shouldn't have let myself get distracted."
Zhan's head buzzed from Yibo's frantic words, shaking his head and laughing sweetly. "I'm fine. I was able to recover really well with my parents. And I think as much as my mom forced me to eat, I must have gained 5 kilograms. And I'm sorry too. I was unfair to you. But I have to admit that I was completely wrecked that day and couldn't think straight."
"It's all right, Zhan. I really do understand. And I think five kilograms more wouldn't hurt you."
"Hahaha, I don't see it that way. How are you doing Yibo?"
"I'm better now. I was really worried about you and sad because you said you hated me. I was afraid you really weren't going to talk to me anymore."
"I um... Oh yes, Yibo. If you should have time, could you come to my place? I have Mrs. Isari's letter here and I'd like to open it in your presence." Zhan somehow didn't manage to respond to Yibo's words.
"Of course I'll come. I'll be right there." Yibo said, ending the conversation without saying goodbye and leaving Zhan frowning at his cell phone. Just three seconds later, there was a knock on Zhan's apartment door. He went to open the door, thinking it might be Wen Rouhan, and was totally surprised when he realized his mistake and saw Yibo standing in front of him.
"But how..." Zhan didn't get any further. Because Yibo grabbed him, pulled him towards him and wrapped his arms tightly around Zhan. At that moment, Zhan simply forgot his question and also put his arms around Yibo. They just stood there hugging for about a minute before they released their embrace at the same time and walked into Zhan's apartment with red faces.
They went into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Mrs. Isari's letter was on the table. "Okay, are you ready?" Yibo asked as he lifted the envelope and handed it to Zhan.
Zhan nodded and looked at the seal on the back of the envelope. It was a wax seal with the lawyer's emblem. But somehow it looked strange, which he only noticed now. "There's something wrong with the seal." Zhan said quietly, pointing at the red wax seal.
"What is that? Has it been replaced? It looks like the seal has been renewed." Replied Yibo.
"That's what I thought. I hadn't noticed that before. Mhhh..." Zhan broke the seal and opened the envelope. "What the hell?" He asked and pulled out two blank white sheets of paper. He handed the two sheets to Yibo, who looked at them carefully.
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Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]
FanfictionXiao Zhan is a 26-year-old self-employed graphic designer who unexpectedly gets into trouble when a mysterious rich businesswoman enters his life and develops an interest in him that he neither could nor wanted to return. But that doesn't stop her f...