XiaoZhan does not believe in love and relationships. One night he met WangYibo, a handsome singer at a bar. They were mutually attracted to each other and a passionate night ensued. However, XiaoZhan later found out that Wang Yibo was actually his s...
It has been three weeks since the rooftop incident and he had not seen Wangyibo come to his class once. XiaoZhan felt guilty and somewhat responsible for what happened.
Had he been too harsh on the boy? I mean.. look at him! He's not bad looking, in fact he's really handsome, and above all he's good in bed. Surely he's had his share of relationships. He seemed so experienced surely someone as good looking as him won't have any trouble finding a girl.. or a boy. They'd throw themselves at him with those looks. Xiaozhan thought.
He did not have to cut class for so long over a mere rejection did he? Surely he will get over it. It was just a one night stand for fucks sake! The fact that he had to disappear like that annoyed Xiaozhan to the core.
Finally Zhan could no longer take it and searched Yibo's number in phone and dialled..
"Zzhange.." he answered nervously.
"Ibo.. Wang yibo.. where have you been student?"
"I've been busy Zhange.. Zhanlaoshi." he replied.
"Well... there's a test tomorrow and if you can't make it you might have to retake the class since your attendance record hasn't been great. You don't have enough credit... I don't care what your reasons are but since you are enrolled in my class don't waste money by skipping." Zhange said.
"I..I'm sorry laoshi.. I will try my best to make it up." Yibo said
"make it up howw?" Xiaozhan asked.
"Aaarrgghh Yiboo!! Why is there cold water. Can you turn on the hot water!!" a loud female voice boomed across the living room.
"I see that you have company. Thats all. I hope to see you take my test tomorrow. Bye."
"Wait.. Zhangee!!" but Xiaozhan quickly hung up.
There was a female voice... XiaoZhan replayed the scene in his mind. Female voice... in his bathroom probably... He felt slightly annoyed how the call turned out. Why would there be a female voice. Was that his girlfriend? Zhan wondered. Woww that was fast.. what a stud. I mean he was almost begging at the rooftop the other day.. those puppy dog eyes almost teary... Just wow... Wait.. Actually, thats good for him. I should be glad. Now he won't pester me anymore. He tried to assure himself yet still felt somehow bothered.
The next morning Zhan got up earlier, ate his breakfast and packed some sandwiches in a bag before leaving the house. He then drove his car carrying the uneasiness he felt since the night before.
*
Yibo heard the alarm clock and get up feeling slightly happy. He looked forward to meeting his Zhange at school.
He was about to take his motorbike key and leave the house when he saw a note:
"Bobo, Sorry.. lemme borrow your bike for today. I need to do some shopping and its gonna take the whole day. Thanks luv, Zoey jiejie"
Yibo's mouth dropped open. Not on the day of the test Damn it Zoey!!!
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Yibo rushed down thinking about taking take the bus to school. Just as he was about to cross the street, there was a loud honk as a white Audi R8 pulled over in front of him. The window opened and it was Zhange. He was wearing a white shirt and his fringe was hanging at the sides of his head. He was breathtakingly beautiful, Yibo thought.
"Get in student!" he said calmly.
Yibo opened the car door nervously and got into the car. "Howw.. how did you know where I live?" he asked in shock.
"I'm your laoshi of course I know where my students live." Zhange replied as-a-matter-of-factly
Xiaozhan had thought of going to school early to prepare for the test but he did not realize he had driven to Yibo's apartment instead.
Xiaozhan's body moved closer to Yibo's face. Yibo could smell scent of lavender as his face was so close. Yibo gasped and almost held his breath when Xiaozhan's hand reached for the seatbelt hanging beside him, then pull it across his body and clicked, locking the seatbelt in place.
Yibo was about to open his mouth when Zhange interrupted: "Now now I know what you're thinking. Why am I here-to make sure you don't miss todays class and test. I need to keep clean record of nurturing students with flying colors so I cant have you ruining it."
Yibo was still in a shock trying to process what just happened. His heart thumping and feeling abit happy.
"So have you eaten your breakfast?" Zhange asked suddenly.
"No. I was going to get something in the cafetaria." he said.
Zhange's hand reached the backseat and got a brown paperbag which he handed to Yibo. "Here. Eat this for breakfast."
Yibo almost had tears in his eyes.. The other day he was pushed down and rejected so coldly. Now he was given such loving treatment. Maybe Zhange is just really kind, I shouldn't overthink his gestures. Yibo thought. However his heart could not lie. He definitely felt happy.
"T..Thanks.." he muttered.
Zhange looked at him and smiled, he reached for Yibo's hair and slightly ruffled it.
Yibo reached and grab his hand gently as he was retracting it. He interlocked his fingers with Zhange's. The warmth of the touch sent shivers down both of them. Zhange quickly retracted and placed his hand on the steering wheel. Akwardness filled the air as both kept silent. Yibo started to eat the sandwich and Zhan turned on the radio.
"Thanks for the ride Zhange."
"Don't worry about it." Zhange replied killing the engine. They got out of the car and walked a different direction.
"Did I just see you getting out of Zhanlaoshi's car?" Aqing walked toward Yibo.
"You what? Why is he taking you to school?? Gosh I'm so jealous. Spill it!!" Mianmian overheard them talking and turned to follow the both of them to class
"My cousin took my bike. I was running late as I was flagging for cab he saw me by the roadside and offered me a lift" Yibo replied.
"thats all?" "you sure??" they chirped
"yea.. what else could there be?"
woww I wish I was at the roadside too." Mianmian continued.
Aqing smacked her head with her notebook. "Stop dreaming. He won't spare us a glance. He already said students are off limits"
"Awww.. lemme dream about it somemoree.." cried Mianmian.
They reached the classroom and took their seats. Soon, Xiaozhan entered the class. He glanced around the room and was quite satisfied to find that there were no empty seat.
