On The Run

Part 11

Yibo was sitting by the dining table, playing with the spoons and the forks with Qian Feng beside him.

Xiao Zhan wake up early in the morning and barged into the kitchen, only to shove Qian Feng out and got in charge of making today’s breakfast.

“What’s gotten into him?” Qian Feng asked.

Yibo shrugged. “Maybe he was bored.” Maybe he needed distraction, Yibo thought in his mind. He seemed so fucked up last night.

“Well, I’m not complaining though since I can sit here nicely but this feels wrong…”

“Then enjoy it while you can.”

“You’re right. This kid…” Qian Feng let out a long breath.

“Who?”

“Xiao Zhan, who else?”

“What about him?”

Qian Feng scratched his head and gave Yibo a hopeless look. “He was unpredictable with his mood.”

“Mmn. You tell me about that.”

“But I don’t think that it’s his genuine character.”

“As if you knew…”

“Han-ge used to say that Xiao Zhan is kind and warm guy.”

“Tch!” Yibo snorted. “He always glares at me.”

“Really?”

“Always says ‘fuck off’.”

Qian Feng chuckled and gave Yibo a look. “Maybe…”

“Maybe what…?

“Maybe he likes you…”

“Feng-ge, you wish to die?” Yibo shot a glare.

“Yibo… easy, boy!” Qian Feng still chuckling. “But serious, I think he likes you.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Because when he cooked, he used to ask me ‘do you think Yibo will like this’…”

Yibo raised his eyebrows.

“I’m serious. Just like the other day, he asked me your favorite dish…”

“Why would he ask that?”

“Because he wants to cook for you…?” Qian Feng asked back.

Yibo shook his head in disbelieve. “Feng-ge, stop this bullshit.”

“And by the way, I called Han-ge last night…” Qian Feng whispered.

“And?”

“He was furious.”

“Mmn.”

“He wanted to come and check but he was busy.”

“Mmn.”

“Actually he and He Jiong are collecting evidence that Xiao Ping is behind all these.”

“Oh… and what’s the progress?”

“Just a little bit more. Still not strong enough. Whatever happens, he wants us to hang on.”

“Got it.”

“He told us to be more alert.”

“Mmn.”

“I’m gonna put some cams around the flower field.”

Yibo was about to say something more when Xiao Zhan came in with the food.

“Smells good…” Qian Feng smiled. “What is this?”

“Pumpkin soup,” Xiao Zhan answered shortly. “Salty toast bread with baked onion.”

“Xiao Zhan… you are the best…” Qian Feng said in flattery tone.

“Enjoy your breakfast, Feng-ge…”

The way Xiao Zhan intentionally didn’t mention Yibo’s name was no surprise for him, especially after last night incident.

“Yes, yes… let’s have breakfast, three of us…” Qian Feng said, nudging Yibo to grab the cutleries.

Yibo had to admit that this dish was really delicious. Really, when everything was over, Xiao Zhan had to take his time talking with He Jiong to let him open a restaurant, or a bakery just like he always wanted.

Xiao Zhan chatted most of the time with Qian Feng. They talked random stuff about Qian Feng’s interest in paintings that match with Xiao Zhan’s.

Also, Yibo silently watched Xiao Zhan. He looked fine, as if the last night incident didn’t matter.

Xiao Zhan laughed. His eyes were so bright and the sound of his laughter was so endearing. Just like how the sunflowers only looked towards the sun, no gloomy face and glaring eyes.

The rest of the day was fortunately smooth. Xiao Zhan spent his day painting at the balcony so he didn’t really have to talk to him. All he did was sitting nicely on the couch behind him and played games.

Xiao Zhan also didn’t reject when Yibo escorted him to sleep. He silently crawled onto the bed and laid down on his back.

Yibo gently pull the comforter. “Goodnight, Zhan-ge.”

“Goodnight…” Xiao Zhan replied shortly.