❝ Intoxicated ❞ ➟ Zhengkun (ON HOLD)

THREE

Zhengting entered his house and immediately take a look at his bleeding arm.

He walked in his room and grabbed his first aid kit, sat on his bed and started treating his own wounds.

While he was dabbing the cotton on his arm, he heard someone knocking on his door.

"Who is it at this time," Zhengting whispered to himself as he walked out his room and headed towards the door.

He opened it and Ziyi's face greeted him.

"Bro," Ziyi greeted raising his hand for a hi-five but noticed Zhengting's arm.

"What happened to your arm?" Ziyi asked, eyebrows frowned.

"T-that's nothing. What made you come here? Come in." Zhengting said as he let Ziyi inside.

"Well, I just won a tournament today so I planned to celebrate it here." Ziyi said as he went straight to Zhengting's room.

Ziyi is a famous e-sports gamer in China. He had competed for world titles and won several times.

His connection with Zhengting?

They are friends for like centuries.

Both of their dads are well-known businessmen. Who happens to be business partners.

Zhengting just chose to live independently for some personal reasons.

"You don't have to lie to me Ziyi, is it your dad? Right?" Zhengting said, walking back to his side table where he left the first aid kit.

"Let me do it for you," Ziyi said snatching the kit from Zhengting and pulled him down to sat beside him on the bed.

He held Zhengting's arm and dabbed the cotton on the wounds.

"Is it your dad again?" Zhengting again asked as he looked at Ziyi.

Ziyi stopped on treating Zhengting's arm and looked at him.

"What else right?" Ziyi answered and released a heavy sigh as he throw the cotton ball away and lie down to Zhengting's bed.

For a son of a successful businessman like Ziyi, everyone in their family expected him to inherit and take over the company.

But managing a company was never a part of Ziyi's plan in life.

'Gaming is my profession' he once quoted.

Zhengting placed the kit on his side table and leaned on the head board of his bed.

"You should be used of your dad." Zhengting said.

"I am bro." Ziyi replied removing his shoes so he can fully lay on Zhengting's bed.

"Let me sleep here bro, I'm tired as fuck." Ziyi said and shut his eyes.

"Ok then, should I wake you up if I already cooked some dinner for us?" Zhengting asked getting off of his bed.

Ziyi hummed in response

"Ziyi you look horrible." Zhengting said,

Ziyi mouthed an "I know" while his eyes are still shut.

Zhengting shooks his head and walk towards his kitchen and start preparing for dinner.

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"Ziyi, get up." Zhengting called Ziyi when he finished preparing.

Ziyi groaned, flipping towards the other side of the bed.

Zhengting decided not to wake up Ziyi anymore. He might need some rest since it was already around 12:30 am.

He, himself ate alone and decided to sleep at the sala since his bed was just for one.

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It was 9 am when Ziyi woke up. While heading towards the kitchen, he saw a sleeping Zhengting on the sofa.

"Idiot." he said and carried Zhengting to his bed.

Ziyi decided to leave Zhengting's house because he had some errands to do.

He was about to closed the door of Zhengting's house when he saw a guy heading towards him.

"Who are you?" Ziyi asked.

"None of your business." the guy said frowning.

"Are you Zhengting's friend?" Ziyi asked.

"I said none of your business" the guy replied and walked away back to his car.

"You're probably not, your attitude sucks." Ziyi replied.

The guy got himself on his car and drifted away.

"Weird asshole." Ziyi whispered.