In the Future

Successful Confession

"Wang Yibo, why don't you be a little more shameless? If you're like this, I'm going to go back to sleep?" Xiao Zhan facepalmed, he didn't know when it started, it seemed to be around the day he got drunk, but Wang Yibo's actions had become very strange. Sometimes he was distant, sometimes he was warm, sometimes he was teasing and flirtatious. On occasions like this, he was domineering and sometimes he seemed pitiful, making Xiao Zhan feel helpless. At times, besides running away, he really didn't know how to face him.

"Zhan-ge, I'm so cold..." Just as Xiao Zhan thought Wang Yibo had already fallen asleep and was planning on returning to his own room, he suddenly spoke.

"You're cold?" But it was more than 30 degrees*, and even with the air conditioner on in the room, it was around 26 degrees. He was also wrapped up in his blankets, how could he be cold? Unless...Xiao Zhan climbed onto the bed, kneeling next to Wang Yibo and using his hand to feel his temperature. As expected...a fever, and not a light one at that.

"You have a fever, did you take medication?" Xiao Zhan asked.

Wang Yibo nodded, stretching out his hand to point at the medicine on the nightstand.

Xiao Zhan went to check. Sure enough, he had taken cold medication but not antipyretics.

He opened Wang Yibo's medicine box, searching through it. Luckily, he found a box of antipyretics in the corner. He let out a long breath and took the glass of water and medicine, moving next to Wang Yibo. "Yibo, you have a fever, have some antipyretics, it'll be better soon."

Wang Yibo opened his eyes halfway, looking at Xiao Zhan. "I won't eat it, when the fever goes down, you'll leave again..." he said petulantly.

Confronted with such a Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan sighed helplessly. He was well aware that this kid was taking advantage of the situation, but he had no choice but to play along with him, nodding his head. "I promise, as long you take your medicine obediently, I definitely won't leave tonight."

"Really?"

"Mn, really!" Xiao Zhan nodded his head resolutely, promising.

"Ok then." Sure enough, Wang Yibo got up compliantly, swallowing the medicine from Xiao Zhan's hand. Soft lips brushed across his palm. Whether it was on purpose or not was unknown, but the tip of his tongue also touched Xiao Zhan's palm.

Xiao Zhan jerked his hand back, his face pink. He didn't say anything, only put the glass of water back in its place and then brought a wet towel from the bathroom, gently placing it on Wang Yibo's forehead.

He sat down next to Wang Yibo once more, gazing down at his sleeping face, lost in thought. This kind of Wang Yibo made Xiao Zhan's heart hurt very much, but in the face of his own abnormal feelings, the he who had been straight for 27 years really didn't know what to do. 

If this became public, the media's propaganda, the fans' resentment, their mothers and fathers' grief, with what was between the two of them just beginning, would their naive and fragile affections be able to endure being blown by wind and struck by rain?

Some things he might be able to withstand, but what about Wang Yibo? He was only 21 years old, his life had only just begun. Perhaps he had developed some fondness for Xiao Zhan at the moment, but what about in the future? Someday, if Wang Yibo fell in love with a girl, then what was he supposed to do? Let go of him so they can be together? Let them return to their own separate lives? Bear all the pain and then listen to his parents, find a woman he doesn't hate, marry and have children? Since he knew there wouldn't be a happy ending, why start now? Ruining him and ruining himself in the end...

"Zhan-ge, I'm still cold..." He wasn't sure when Wang Yibo had woken up, opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhan.

"I already turned off the air conditioner, it won't be cold soon, I'll give you my blanket." He came back to his senses, turning to unfold his own blanket. Who knew that in an instant, a hand reached towards his waist. Before Xiao Zhan could realize what was happening, Wang Yibo was already hugging him from behind.