𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞

fourteen

(that's the song I used for their duet. It's entitled Beautiful by JJ Lin ft G.E.M. Tang. If you want an english translation, here's a link https://www.google.com.ph/amp/s/chinesepandamusic.wordpress.com/2014/12/28/jj-lin-beautiful/amp/)

I held the microphone in my hand as I looked at Yanchen who was at the other side of the stage. We planned to meet halfway as the song goes on.

I looked at the judges' table and found Zhang Yixing drinking his water. This is it.

The song played and Yanchen started off,

Your eyes hold too many tears ~
The passengers are hopelessness and heartbreak ~
I can see you holding back the pain ~
Those eyes that love to smile are not suited to looking sad ~

I moved forward singing my lines,

Your eyes have a unique warmth ~
It’s the tomorrow that can’t be blown out ~
I can feel the comfort that you’re not putting to words ~
It’s more precious than what I’ve lost ~

We met at the part where we have a duet. We looked at each other's eyes, letting the both of us feel the song so we can show the audience our emotions.

As the song continued, Yanchen was stealing glances at his ex-girlfriend which suddenly made my heart drop.

He was singing with me yet he's busy looking over there. Wait, what the hell am I saying?!

I looked around and found my brother with the boys cheering me on. I tried not to laugh since Peiyao and Zuo Ye were holding a banner with my baby picture on it.

I showed them a smile and focused on singing.

The song ended with Yanchen and I facing each other, with our hands intertwined. We were only a few centimeters apart. I look at him one last time and notice how pretty his eyes were.

His hairstyle also looked great and his smile makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine. My heart started beating so fast and I didn't want to do anything at that moment except to continue staring at his face.

I heard the audience clapping and I knew sooner or later, we would break eye contact and it made me almost sad. We faced the crowd and bowed down, our hands still holding each other's.

Zhou Yanchen, what the hell did you just make me feel?

.·:*¨¨*:·. .·:*¨¨*:·.

"And the winner of this talent show is...." The emcee announced. It was someone named Li Ronghao who I think is already old enough to be someone's grandfather. "Yanchen and Mingzhu.... or Can't Stop team?"

"What a tease," Xingjie muttered beside me. "Just say it already!"

Li Ronghao giggled to himself, "Congratulations, Zhou Yanchen and Qin Mingzhu!"

I screamed as Bangbang covered his ears. I automatically hugged Yanchen as he hugged me back which made my insides scream. His warm body against me was so comforting.

We walked on stage together, receiving the trophy given by none other than Zhang Yixing, "Congratulations, you two. I could see both of your emotions being engrossed in the song. I see an insanely huge amount of balance."

"T-thank you," I bowed, trying not to be nervous.

We took a picture with the judges and I felt myself flinched when Yanchen stood beside me, his hands at the back of my waist.

We walked down the stage only to be greeted by Fen-gege and the boys. "You were amazing!" Fen-gege said, hugging me.
Yanchen excused himself as he walked over to Xingjie and the guy with the dreadlocks.

Ruibin also walked passed by and congratulated me even taking a photo with us. Well, this is a picture I will treasure forever.

I noticed Zimo was quiet and he was holding a bouquet of flowers, "Who are those for?"

Zimo raised his eyebrow and leaned in, "Don't assume that its for you."

I scoffed but before saying anything Zuo Ye butted in, "What do you mean assume? Didn't you say it was for Ming-"

"Minghao!" Zimo cut him off, looking at the Summer Star group. "These flowers are for Chen Minghao. Now if you'll excuse me,"

He quickly exited himself as I saw him giving Minghao the flowers, which only confused the Summer Star member as he handed it to one of his friends, Zhang Dayuan.

I rested my hand on Zuo Ye's shoulder, "Is he gay or something?"

I heard Mubo chuckled behind me, "He's not gay. He's just in-denial."