Chapter : 04✔

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__Wang Yibo's POV__

I was very hungry, so I came to a restaurant. When I was about to park my bike, I heard someone screaming for help. I looked back, A boy in sky blue shirt and blue jeans, his left arm was bleeding badly, he was running and screaming for help. He came to me holding his left arm.

"Can you help please? My life is in danger. Please can you help me". He said pleadingly, his eyes filled with tears.

"What happened?" I asked, seeing his condition.

"Long story, I can tell you later. Now, I am chased by a man, Look he is coming". He pointed at a middle aged man who was coming towards us. He had a knife in his hand, there was blood in the knife.

"Let's go. Get on the bike." I said and started my bike.

He got behind me, I hit the full speed. He was holding my shoulder. I saw him through the side mirror of my bike. He was in pain, because his left arm was still bleeding.

"Please, can you drop me somewhere, far from this place". He said.

There was a pain and fear in his voice. I can hear it clearly. He was in pain. I don't know why, but it seems like I can feel it.

"Let's go to the hospital first". I said

"No!! Don't go to the hospital Please, they will find me. Please just drop me somewhere far from this place." He denied me directly.

"But, you are bleeding".

"Oh!! That's okay, that's a gift from my father I guess". He said, hiding his tears with a fake smile.

How in the world a guy can smile in this situation.

"What do you mean by that, that man was your father?" I asked in confusion.

"Oh, no. I am just guessing. He is not my father. Maybe he was sent by my father". He said. His eyes were blood red and full with tears. He was holding his arm with his hand but blood wasn't stopping. I was feeling his pain so I stopped my bike in front of a medicine shop.

"What happened?" he asked with fears

"Don't worry. Wait here for me, I am coming. I said parking my bike.

He got down from back then, I also got down from the bike and went to the medicine shop. I bought some medicine for him. I don't know why I am worried about him. Maybe it's the first time I'm seeing someone in this condition.

"He looks like a baby boy, pure hearted, why would somebody hurt him?" I thought to myself. Then I left the shop.

He was standing beside my bike. His sky blue shirt is almost red in blood. He was bleeding. I walk to him.

"Let's sit there".

"Where?" He asked.

"There," I said, pointing to a park near the medicine shop.

"Why?" he asked as he was really scared.

"Don't be scared please, let's sit there and let me help you to clean blood and bandage your wound. And yeah, you can tell me your story if you want". I said to him with a little smile. Trying to comfort him.

He looked at me and didn't know what he thought but he took a few minutes to say "Ok".

After that, we started walking towards the park. After a few minutes of walking we reached the park and sat on a bench.

"Let me clean your blood". I said to him.

He looked at me, he was in hesitation. After a few seconds, he removed his shirt. His cut was deep. I start cleaning blood slowly. Whenever the alcohol touched his wound he winced in pain. After a few minutes, I finished cleaning and bandaged his arm.

"Done" I said him

"Thank you so much for helping me this much. I will never forget about you". He said.

"If you don't mind can I know your name?" I asked.

"Oh!! Yes, I'm Xiao Zhan". He answered

"Hi!! I'm Wang Yibo" I replied.

"If you don't have any problem, I'm just curious about your condition.". I said to him in hesitation.

He didn't say anything. He just looked away.

"I'm sorry, if you don't want to tell me. It's absolutely fine. I guess, it's your personal matter." I said.

"Haha, actually I'm thinking how I should start." He said and exhaled a large breath. He continued,
"Yes, Sure. I am Xiao Zhan. Famous business man Mr. Xiao's elder son. I usually live in Wuhan city. I am a photographer. I'm here for vacation and visiting my parents and I was also here to discuss something important about me. I thought everything would be fine. But, I was wrong. When I told them the truth about me, they hit me and locked me in my room. With the help of my younger brother, I managed to escape from my home and went to a hotel for the night. I was about to leave Chongqing but I didn't get a flight ticket, so I decided to stay one more night in a hotel. It was going all well, but in the evening, that man attacked me all of a sudden. I am guessing that he was sent by my father. Because, I remembered he said to me that, His reputation comes first to him". He explained.

"Truth? What truth?" I asked, looking at him with curiosity.

"Truth, ah!! I am gay". Said he and sniffed quietly, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

Hearing him, I feel cold tears start to stream down my face. I managed myself, quickly wiped tears from my face. I can feel pain. That's not his fault that, he is gay. It's not fair that his family is trying to kill him just because of sexuality.

I can see pain in his eyes, which he was trying to control but his eyes filled with water again and again.. He started chewing his lower lip and tears were falling from his eyes. Somehow, I can feel his pain. That's the first time I met him but, It seems, I have known him for a long time. His tears were giving me pain in my chest.

"Let me help you. Come with me". I said to him, breaking the silence.

"Where?" Zhan asked me in surprise.

"My house. Staying on the road is not safe for you. They had attacked you once". I said.

"But, I don't know you". Zhan said, whipping his cheeks.

"I'm Wang Yibo. Now, let's go. Staying there is also not safe for you. And, you can trust me". I smile and extend my hand towards him to hold.

He looked at me and thought a moment after that, he held my hand and smiled back at me back.

I hold his hand tightly and start walking towards my bike.

He got behind me. I started my bike towards my house with full speed.

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