He's been thinking, pondering over a lot of things. Sitting amidst the tall grass with his skateboard for support.
A certain song had been on loop for hours now. Only one thing comes in his mind.
"Zhan-ge, is this your answer?"
Feeling so small under the vast sky, Wang Yibo could only pray.
He's the type to believe in one's hard work and effort yet right now, how could he feel so helpless, so powerless and so weak.
He closed his eyes and let the wind do it's magic but even when there's nothing to see, all he could feel was the other. His smiling face lingering in the shade of dark as if the beacon of light itself.
He let the tall grass comfort him and laid down like the fire flies nesting, with their lives to pay.
Diànshì yīzhí shǎn
liánluò fāngshì dōu hái méi shān
nǐ dài wǒ de hǎo
wǒ què cuò shǒu huǐ diào
The TV keeps flickering
The contact number hasn't been deleted
Your faith in me
I mistakenly destroyed
He remembered how his friends from Uniq used to tease him that he would die loveless. He would laugh it off and say it didn't matter as long he gets to do things he love.
It matters. It's the matter of heart after all.
He wonders, does love carry gravity? It's nothing but heavy. But he knows he would never be loveless, he has a lot of it to give. Even if he receives none of it.
yě céng yīqǐ xiǎng
yǒu gè dìfāng shuìjiào chīfàn
kě zěnme qù áo rìyè diāndǎo lián tóu kuǎn yě còu bù dào
We had a common wish
A roof over our heads
To make ends meet, worked day and night, couldn't even afford the
downpayment
He recalls the time, when he had just debuted as an actor and director reprimanded him, telling him that if he cut his pay there would be nothing left for him.
He had gone through a lot worst, a lot more horrendous pain.
They prisoned him – his soul full of freedom and glee. They showed him that his heart didn't matter, his innocence was not needed and put a tag on him -- exposed him for display.
He was lost, a mere child with world to face.
qiáng bǎn bèi wǒ zá làn dào xiànzài hái méi xiū
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Niánshào yǒu wéi 年少有為 [One-shot]
FanfictionIf I were young The counter part of Nanhai This is the song, which Xiao Zhan chose for Wang Yibo.