BOOK TWO:
To Xiao Zhan being in love with Wang Yibo is the best thing that's ever happened to him. He dives head first into his enthralling and beautiful world. With their future hanging in the balance, is he way in over his head?
Sequel to 'Dreami...
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Zhan POV
With the holidays fast approaching more people started to leave. Lee left for his hometown. Zela went to go spend them with her grandmother in Shanghai, and Mari went back home to Louyang. Before she left she told me that she normally did not leave Yibo in the holidays, but this time around she knows he's in good hands. I smiled at her faith in me and hugged her goodbye.
Ai and Zed also flew to Tongli to go spend holidays with Chen; they couldn't stop gushing about the the fashion shows they will attend there. I strongly protested when they promised to get me some 'things' but knowing them, it was in vain.
Bin also went back home; I met with him before he left.
Yibo and I had the whole castle to ourselves and we decided to use that and go absolutely crazy. It was the time to be jolly and that's exactly what we did. We spent most of our time in the game room having pure fun.
We played every single silly game we could think of, from hide and seek to playing video games on the flat screen.
We couldn't help making love in places we certainly wouldn't have if there were anyone else here. We also went to a pier and rode the craziest rides we could find, I felt like a kid again and it felt amazing.
Our flight to Chongqing was both exciting and scary. Exciting that I got to take Yibo to my hometown to meet my family, and scary that this was my first ever visit since I left few years ago. Some of my relatives could not understand why I chose to leave so suddenly, but hopefully after meeting Yibo; they would understand.
I left to seek him out, to seek a better and happier life for myself, even though I didn't know it before.
I knew my family would like Yibo; he could charm a rock into liking him. But what I was nervous about was weather or not Yibo would like my family. I knew that his relationship with his own was shaky while mine was close-knit.
Hopefully he would fit in with this crazy bunch.
We landed at the airport; Yibo and I got out to see the copilot loading our luggage into a silver Mercedes sedan. Yibo smiled observing it
"The C63 AMG, not bad at all." He said. I shook my head at him, a car like that would definitely draw some attention in a small town.
"I'm driving," I said and he chuckled opening the driver seat for me
"Be my guest," he said climbing into the passenger side. I started the car and headed down the road leading to my family home.
I couldn't help but think of the last time I drove down this road, I couldn't get away fast enough. It was hard to believe that I was the same person that left here few years ago
"How are you feeling?" he asked as I met his gaze.
