2. Stolen Moments

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The weight of the unconscious form made it difficult for Wei Zhou to support both their combined body mass, yet the poor guy persevered until the end. He stood beaming from one ear to the other in satisfaction as he gazed at the gold numerals on the solid mahogany door glinting back at him.

Phew! I somehow made it!

Beads of sweat trickled down from his temples like dew on a peony flower, only to get submerged in the thick fabric of his collar. He looked askance at his idol to see if he showed any signs of consciousness but to his disappointment, there was none.

This is so not how I imagined our first encounter to be.

A feeling of disappointment added onto his already disturbed mood and Wei Zhou wished he could scream his frustration into the silent night.

So much for having your idol in your arms.

He shook his head in dejection.

What's the point of being this close to him when I can't even have a proper conversation and get an answer in return.

Anyway, there was no point in lamenting about first meetings and greetings when he had much more pressing matters to take care of. He didn't have the luxury of wasting time  when he was on duty.

With that in mind, he went about achieving that task. He supported the weight of his idol on his right arm while his other hand rummaged inside Jingyu's oversized coat pocket. As Mr. Fengsong had advised the keys were there right at the bottom of the pocket.

"Aish! Tch! Tch!"

Out came the bunch of keys with a jingling sound tangled along with something silver and shiny dangling from the key loop. On closer look, he saw that it was a dainty chain and his eyebrows arched beneath the fringe of his forehead. That piece of jewelry along with the huge sparkling rock that consisted of the pendant would have surely put a dent in a person's wallet.

But that was not important right now. What was important was opening this door, for his shoulder was starting to ache. With one good shake of his wrist, the silver jewelry fell onto the carpeted floor without a sound.

Wei Zhou looked down at the glinting chain but decided upon picking it up later. Once he had the door opened with much effort, Wei Zhou dragged the heavy frame inside. The pitch black of the room caused his eyes to dilate. Blindly feeling the walls of the room for the switch he flicked it on.

Oh, thank God! Something is finally going right tonight.

The room came to light and the sudden brightness caused Wei Zhou to blink his eyes repeatedly. The massive size of the room caused his jaw to literally drop to the floor.

For someone living alone, this was such a waste of space. He felt rather sorry for himself thinking about the tiny thing of an apartment that he called his home. The disparity between their lifestyles was too massive to even think about.

Not wanting to dwell too much on what he had and didn't have he made his way towards the door that he assumed to be the bedroom.

If he knew that this whole task of 'tucking in Mr right' was going to break his back in two he would've never agreed to Mr. Fengsong's request.

Wait till I get my hands on you Mr. Fengsong. Wei Zhou cursed internally.

You owe me big time. Better be ready to pay me my dues cause I'm going to collect it with a big fat interest. What in the living hell made you leave this drunk mammoth into my care?

With much effort, he dragged the person into the bedroom.

At the sight of the majestic bed, Wei Zhou's entire body sagged in relief. The bed stood in the center of the room neatly blanketed in silver-grey satin sheets and matching comforter welcoming one to lay their head on its downy softness.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 26, 2019 ⏰

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