Breeze

Epilogue

The campus was alive with the vibrant colors of autumn, leaves falling like confetti from the trees lining the walkways. It had been a few weeks since the performance that had brought closure not only to Yiye and Ruolai but also to Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan. The university buzzed with excitement as students returned from their summer breaks, eager to reconnect and share their stories.

Yibo and Zhan had emerged from the experience stronger than ever, their bond deepened by the emotional journey they had navigated together. They now walked hand in hand across the campus, their fingers intertwined, the world around them a blur as they focused solely on each other.

“Are you ready for the new semester?” Zhan asked, a teasing smile on his face as they approached the university’s main entrance.

Yibo chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Only if you promise to sit beside me in class,” he replied, squeezing Zhan’s hand gently.

Zhan’s laughter rang out like music, light and carefree. “Always. You know I’m your biggest fan, even if you are the one with the dancing skills.”

Their playful banter filled the air as they made their way to the bustling cafeteria. The smell of fresh coffee and pastries wafted through the entrance, and the familiar buzz of students chatting and laughing greeted them like an old friend.

After grabbing their usual coffee and pastries, they found a quiet table by the window, sunlight streaming in and illuminating their faces. Zhan took a moment to gaze at Yibo, his heart swelling with affection. “You know,” Zhan began, his tone more serious, “after everything that happened with Yiye, I’ve realized how important it is to cherish moments like this—just being with you.”

Yibo met his gaze, his expression softening. “I feel the same way. We’ve been through a lot, and it’s made me appreciate what we have even more,” he replied, leaning across the table to take Zhan’s hand in his own.

Their connection felt electric, grounding them amidst the chaos of university life. The memory of their performance lingered, but it was no longer a weight they carried; instead, it was a reminder of their strength and the love that had persevered through the ages.

As they shared stories and laughter over coffee, Zhan felt a sense of peace envelop him. The ghosts of the past had found their closure, and in their place was a bright future filled with promise.

That night, as they settled into Yibo’s apartment, Zhan nestled against him, feeling the warmth radiate from Yibo’s body. It was a comforting embrace, one that reminded him of the happiness they had built together. As sleep began to pull Zhan under, Yibo pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, whispering sweet nothings that danced through the air like a gentle melody.

In the quiet of the night, Yibo closed his eyes, allowing the calmness to wash over him. The memories of Yiye and Ruolai had faded, transformed into something beautiful that now resided in his heart, fueling his love for Zhan.

Dreams came easily that night, filled with images of their shared laughter, soft kisses, and whispered promises. The dreams weren’t nightmares; instead, they were vibrant snapshots of happiness, where they danced through time, free and unburdened.

As dawn broke and sunlight spilled into the room, Yibo awoke to find Zhan still nestled against him, a peaceful smile gracing his lips. In that moment, he knew that their love would endure, stronger than any ghost of the past.

With a heart full of hope and love, Yibo leaned down, placing a tender kiss on Zhan’s forehead. They were not just living in the present; they were crafting a future, side by side, ready to embrace whatever life had in store for them.

And so, their story continued, not just as the ghosts of their past were laid to rest, but as two souls intertwined, embarking on a journey of love, friendship, and endless possibilities.