The Soul light | ZHANYI

7]Party Night

At the end of the day...

-University Gate-

Xiao Zhan was waiting for his best friend to return to the room together, it's been over 15 minutes.

Someone was there to wait for his best friend too.

He checked out Xiao Zhan head to toe and bite his lower lips and speaking from that mouth, " Hey! Xiao Zhan!"

Wan Yi Hua just parked his car in front of the gate and lowered the window.

Xiao Zhan smiled in return for courtesy." Hey."

"Waiting for someone? Well, I'm on the way to meet my parents I can drop you know?"

"No, thanks. I'm good."

"As you wish." Wan Yi Hua's mood dropped. he climbed off the car and stood at the weighing back on it. He folded his sleeves up. Tied the black hair in a messy bun and messaging someone.

Both see Wang Yibo was talking to the beautiful girl, she gave him the cardboard box. Exchanged some words. And minutes he was in front of them.

Wan Yi Hua greeted him too. Wang Yibo did the same in return.

Wang Yibo and his all attention shifted to Xiao Zhan." Zhan Zhan, I wanted to tell you something very important. Take this first it's heavy."

Xiao Zhan immediately to the load from him.

"Xiao Zhan! Can I steal your friend for a couple of hours? I don't want you to bite me for not telling you." He said, directly looking into Xiao Zhan's eyes.

Zhan didn't think before talking, " who am I to deny." He stomped off.

Wang Yibo was about to follow him his arm was firmly gripping by Wan Yi Hua.

"I told them about you. My parents came from overseas to meet you. We shall not keep them waiting." As he opened the door for Wang Yibo.

Soon the Xiao Zhan's figure disappeared in the corner, they drove off.

- Yizhan's bedroom, BJYX flat.-

Xiao Zhan placed the cardboard box on the study table with his sack, tossed shoes around, sweater somewhere, tie somewhere, shirt somewhere, and trouser somewhere and bounced on the bed.

He recalled when Wan Yi Hua gripped Wang Yibo's arm. Why he dealing his heart was burning, was it jealousy? Or he couldn't watch Wang Yibo with anyone except him. Wang Yibo became one of the habits. He never saw his best friend in that way. Was he gay? Was he really in love with his best friend? Wang Yibo really looked happy while talking to Wan Yi Hua.

A couple of hours later Wang Yibo returned to the flat.

Xiao Zhan was trying to tune the old guitar.

Wang Yibo stood at the door, fascinated fondly the figure on the bed under the table lamp. He had a fresh memory of it.

Wang Yibo was struggling with the guitar. They were not close at the time just freshmen.

Xiao Zhan came from now where and knelt next to his bench.

"First time?" He asked.

"Mn." Wang Yibo replied. He was staring at him down.

Zhan touched his thigh and crossed on another one. Miracle Wang Yibo did not flinch with intimate contact.