epilogue (pt.1)

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ONE YEAR LATER

"They're insane!" Yanyu exclaims, fixing her graduation robe as she stands in the mirror.

"I can't believe I agreed to this," Mingzhu says, sitting on the couch as they waited for the boys to come down.

Lifen frowned, tilting her head, "Maybe I should staple Ruibin's robe?"

"Guys, come on!" Chunhua exclaimed standing at the end of the stairs. Some of the crew were graduating, so she decided to attend it.

The boys suddenly came down one by one. Ruibin first, followed by Yanchen, Yanlei, Peiyao, Bangbang then Zimo.

Peiyao was grinning widely as he stood in the mirror, making some poses, "I look good with this hair,"

Yanyu can see how Bangbang was feeling so uncomfortable. He kept covering his robes with a pillow he got from the couch, "I can't believe you dragged Bangbang into this,"

"Hey, he's lucky," Peiyao points out. "He's actually wearing an underwear."

"Did you seriously -" Mingzhu peeked inside Yanchen's robe and what she saw shocked her. She quickly covered her eyes, kneeling on the ground, "OH MY GOD! I - I can't believe I saw -"

Yanchen smirked, kneeling beside her, "My pet? Well baby, either way, it's yours. You can look at it whenever -

Mingzhu punched him in the stomach stopping him from talking. He slowly winced in pain, hanging on to Yanlei's thighs.

Zimo shrugs, "It's the last day anyway, might as well have some fun, right?"

Chunhua chuckles and looked at Lifen, "I still can't believe you let Ruibin do this,"

Lifen sighs, lacing her hand with her boyfriend's, "Do I even have a choice?"

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"We graduated!! Woohoo!!" Yanchen exclaimed dancing around the living room.

"Hey! Don't break anything!" Mingzhu called out as she was sitting with the girls in the kitchen. "I can't believe we survived high school,"

"And its off to college for all of us!" Yanyu adds, taking pictures of the scene that was happening in front of them.

They decided to have a party at Mingzhu's house again. It was just a small one with all the crew present. Including Han Mubo and Qin Fen.

"Hey," Lifen whispered, pointing at Zimo who was leaning on the doorframe, drinking a cup of beer, "Do you think he still likes Shuzhen?"

"Ohmygod, do you remember that girl who was flirting with him?" Mingzhu points out.

Lifen nods, "Shuzhen really needs to take his man back. Girls right now can't be trusted anymore,"

"Is that based on experience?" Chunhua questions, a smile forming on her face.

Lifen didn't answer but Yanyu did, with her loud laugh, "I still remember the time when you were really pissed, you almost pushed a girl in the swimming pool."

"Hey! She was asking for it," Lifen defends herself as she looked at Ruibin, "No one flirts with my man,"

Mingzhu chuckles leaning on the table, "But back to the topic at hand. Shuzhen and Zimo? Ideas anyone?"

"I thought Shuzhen was coming home?" Kaihao who suddenly appeared beside Yanyu, reminded them.

"Yeah, but she took it back and said she won't be coming home for graduation,"

"I feel sad for Zimo," Yanyu frowns, looking at the boy, who had just finished drinking one bottle. "He's still waiting for her."

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Zimo was already drunk and he was asking Peiyao to take him to the park. Although Peiyao doesn't know why, he just followed his orders.

Peiyao clicked his tongue, "Didn't I tell you to stop drinking already? You can't even stand straight,"

He threw Zimo's arms around his shoulders and supported his back as they walked towards the park. It was already midnight, so no one was around.

"Hmm, butler please take me to the park," Zimo murmured.

Peiyao sighed, trying to calm himself, "It's just for tonight, yaoyao, you can do this."

He dragged Zimo towards the bench as he made him sit down. Much to his surprise, Zimo was holding a flower.

"Where did you get this?!"

Zimo smiled, "A fairy gave it to me, over there," Zimo pointed at a display of flowers. It was actually one of the park's design and no one is allowed to pluck anything from it.

"You're lucky there's no security cameras here," Peiyao muttered, stretching his body.

Zimo grinned at him as he looked around the park, "Isn't the park wonderful? This is where Shuzhen and I played all the time,"

Peiyao bit his lip. Shuzhen again. If only Shuzhen hadn't left then maybe Zimo would not be this broken.

After the girl decided to go with her brother, Zimo had been all alone. He would stay in his room all day and not even hangout with the boys. It took them a while to get Zimo back to his feet - to the extent that Yanlei had to dress up as Shuzhen to help him release his feelings towards the girl.

"Zimo -" Peiyao's sentence was cut off when he noticed a figure walking towards them. It was wearing a black hoodie and pants. "What the hell -"

Zimo followed his gaze as he pointed at the figure, "It's the grim reaper! He's come to take me away! Hide me!" He jumped from the bench and hid behind Peiyao's back.

"You can't take me! I'm still waiting for someone!" Zimo continued to scream as he pushed Peiyao. "Here, take this! He has nothing going on with his life anyway! He doesn't even have a girlfriend!"

"Hey!" Peiyao turned around and hit him on the chest, "Stop announcing to the public how boring my life is!"

"But it's true!" Zimo protested.

Peiyao was about to hit him again when the figure stopped, standing in front of them.

"S-see?" Zimo turned Peiyao around as he continued hiding behind his back, "O, spirit, I offer you Jing Peiyao,"

"Will you stop that?" Peiyao said, pushing him away. He then faced the figure and realized it was chuckling. Wait, I know this voice. He walked towards it, "Hold on, you're -"

The figure removed her hoodie revealing a girl with long brown hair, having caramel highlights.

The moonlight, revealing her pretty face. She looked fierce with her eyeliner on as Peiyao spotted the heart shaped pendant on her neck.

"I can't believe it," Peiyao muttered, seeing Zimo sitting on the ground who was also in shock.

"Hey, guys," The girl showed her smile, the one Zimo missed most of all.

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