Until Next Time - Yizhan

Chapter Sixteen

"Dear Diary... I am confused as Wang Yin and I's wedding day approaches, which is set for when my dad gets back from the US. I love Lan Xie Yun but I can't ignore the guilt about hurting Wangyin, who's always been so good to me right from the start."

Nana Shuyi and Wen Qing are not there right now, they went to church together. Zhan did not go with them, claiming he had a headache. The truth is that he is not comfortable hanging out with people connected to Tang San's time.

At university, he found the teaching approach enjoyable, but it could be pretty overwhelming. There are moments when he felt anxious and scared. In those instances, it felt like he wasn't really himself anymore and it was Tang San who was speaking and acting.

He wants to find the way... a way to go back to his own timeline. But no matter what he tries, and nothing seems to work. He still finds himself stuck here, so he diligently writes in the diary about his daily life. The only reason he didn't get hysterical and not losing his mind was because of Lan Xie Yun. Over time, his feelings for Lan Xie Yun have grown deeper, and that's what really makes him scared.

Zhan couldn't shake the fear that he might not want to leave this timeline.

"San..."

Zhan stopped clearing away dry leaves from the balcony garden and turned to see Lan Xie Yun at the door holding a canvas, his eyes filled with awe.

"Oh Xie Yun, hi," Zhan smiled nervously. His heart was thumping wildly at the sight of him.

"Seriously, what are you wearing?" Lan Xie Yun's eyes roamed over Zhan, his initial surprise turned into desire.

Zhan gasped. As soon as Nana Shuyi and Wen Qing stepped out, he quickly changed into his comfy shorts and a loose shirt.

Lan Xie Yun set the canvas down beside the plant, but his eyes never left Zhan. He walked over slowly, and Zhan instinctively did the same, as if caught in a trance. "Oh my God, Sweetheart!" Lan Xie Yun whispered as they reached each other in the middle of the balcony, he pulled Zhan close and wrapped him in a warm embrace. "I love you... I love you...." Then, Lan Xie Yun's lips hungrily captured Zhan's.

"Xie Yun..." Zhan whispered against Lan Xie Yun's lips, returning the kiss with just as much passion.

"You are mine, Sweetheart, you belong to me, " Lan Xie Yun breathed when he let go of Zhan's lips. "You are mine..." He showered Zhan with tender kisses on his forehead,... on his temple... on the top of his ear. "I will not allow you to marry someone else..."

"Yes, Xie Yun! Yes!" Zhan cried passionately.

Lan Xie Yun gently held Zhan's face, his deep brown eyes piercing through to him. "Come with me to the island, Sweetheart. Let's run away together. Come with me..."

Zhan appeared to snap out of a daze, breaking free from Lan Xie Yun's hold and heading to the balcony railing. "I-I'm so worried and scared, Xie Yun..."

Lan Xie Yun approached and gently grabbed Zhan's shoulders from behind, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head. (In this story, Lan Xie Yun and Wang Yibo are 3 inches taller than Tang San and Xiao Zhan)

"You don't have to feel that way. I'll take care of you, San. Always... in every way I can."

Oh, God! Zhan closed his eyes and leaned his back against Lan Xie Yun's chest, feeling the weight of the moment. What's he supposed to do now? What can he even say? Who is he really? Is the fate of everyone's future resting on his shoulders?