In the world of utter darkness, blooms a musical prodigy. To the world he was a maestro, yet he himself was wrapped away from the worldly being. He was Xiao Zhan.
Innocence and purity was one, Wang Yibo was known for. Singing was his passion and so...
Love is eternal without any form Brings solace to a battered heart Closing my eyes it is you who I feel Lonely nights are no longer a part of my dreams.
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Wang Yibo's POV:
Kissing his cheeks I admire Zhan Ge's beauty. His soul has been dearly missed abd all those nights when my eyes would refuse to sleep, I truly wished he was beside me. Zhan Ge Oppa. Grinning, I cover him with a warm blanket and walk out of our bedroom. Ambling my way towards our music room, I find the flute that is now resting safely on the shelf.
Reminiscing to the time when he seduced me with his skill of flute playing. Even today it gets me excited. Taking a seat on the huge couch beside the window, I admire the moon that lulls my soul. It feels like just yesterday he introduced me to his world and here I am today, a part of his dark beautiful universe. There were so many nights during this last one year when I would turn in my sleep and the place next me would be so cold. I'd wake up middle of the night, scared and distraught wondering if he is alright. There were nights I would refuse to sleep for a sole reason that he was not there beside to take me in his arms.
I missed him terribly whenever there was something to be shared and he wasn't around to experience them with me. A solo journey that made me realise that my life is just half without him, because with him, he makes me complete. A knock on the door shakes me from me reverie and I turn to find Omma walking towards me.
"Yibo?" She enquires softly with a maternal concern "Unable to sleep?"
I nod and with a sigh she takes a seat beside me. An overwhelming sensation in my heart takes over and in the next instant I rest my head on her lap and strech my legs on the couch. Without any hesitation she caresses my hair gently and I sigh with happiness.
"I missed you, Omma" closing my eyes I cherish her fingers massaging my hair. Only a mother can give you this kind of solace. A feeling of safety no matter what your age is.
"Missed you too, Yibo." her voice is so gentle "How have you been? Did you have a good time sweetchild?"
"Oh Omma the world is so beautiful and astounding! Each and every place that I traveled taught me the meaning of music." Even I could hear the excitement in my voice "Omma, there is this underground cave between cross-border where one can listen to various kinds of sounds. It's magical. Maybe one day I can ask Zhan Ge to accompany me and together we can research more about them."
I turn to look at her and she chuckles, but what surprises me was a small tear lingering at the corner of her eyes. "Omma?" I slowly wipe her tears and she quickly hides them away. "Don't think that I am sad Yibo. It's quite the opposite. It's a mother's soul that is happy for her child. Hearing you speak with such adoration makes me extremely ecstatic that my son was happy." She pats my cheek gently.
