Souls (A Beautiful Love Story)

Red

Wang Yibo's POV:

"BooBoo" Akio clings onto my neck and nudges my ribs "I love my new boxers." Grinning he mock whispers "I even shared my new packet of Mighty Thor with Sizhui." Raising my eyebrows at him I laugh "Seems someone has a sweet crush" pinching his cheeks we walk back to Sizhui's room where he was busy tugging his shirt over his chest. "Fuck, he's sexy!" Akio's appreciation is heard by Sizhui and me.

"Sorry?" Sizhui's wide swing from Akio and back to me and I felt bad for this kid. He seems to be too innocent. With a smile I enter the room "Hello, I hope for now you'd be comfortable with this attire." He's wearing one of Akio's jeans and Spider-Man tshirt "Tomorrow I'll buy some more clothes of your preference" eyeing his white robes my gaze finds his "unfortunately we don't have those kinds of clothing here, but if white is what you prefer, I'll buy some."

"Thank you Master Wang" he bows and my baby brother laughs by my side. Leaving him to his own, shaking my head I smile kindly "Please call me Yibo. It doesn't seem right to hear you call me Master. You're like my brother." With a moment of hesitation Sizhui agrees and I notice his haphazard hair pin "Do you wish to tie your hair? It seems to have come undone."

"Oh?" The moment he unclips his hair pin, thick lucious tresses spreads all over his shoulders and to say we both were staring at the boy in front of us would not be a lie. He can give run for money to any actress worldwide. What would hairstylists bestow on him to be their client?

"Akio" nudging my younger one I ask "please get me your hair tie?" From his pocket he hands over a blue hair tie and gesturing Sizhui to sit on a chair I gather his hair in my palm. Along with a hairpin, Sizhui was also sporting an intricate forehead band. "Can I remove this?" At my question his eyes widen with fear and he instantly unties them on his own "Sorry Ma... Yibo. It's in our culture to not let anyone touch our band. It's sacred and meant to be handled only by our loved ones." He blushes and my heart found this kid to be too adorable.

Continuing to perform the task in my hand, carefully I take his thick hair and secure them in a high pony. Wasn't too sure if he'd prefer a braided hair. Maybe we could ask Ms. San to help out next time. "There, all done." I grin and his smile is so endearing. "Well why don't you and Akio meet us at the dining room whilst I'll see if Wangji needs any help?" With a bow they leave and I walk towards the other guest bedroom.

With a knock I smile and enter as Wangji's sceptical gaze follows my every move. Seems he isn't like his son. "Do you need any help?" I enquire and he shows me my pants that Akio had lent it to him "Why are these torn?" I grin and am unable to stifle a laugh "These are ripped pants. Quite a fashion statement in our universe. I apologise that these are the only ones available here. I'll make sure to purchase some normal pants for you tomorrow."

He nods and shows me my hoodie "You wear hats with clothes?" Oh boy! "Again fashion statement. Please don't fret too much, I'll get some normal clothes for the two of you." With a deep breath I turn to leave when his words stop me in my tracks "I don't wish to make your life more miserable Master Wang. The moment my Wei returns, we'll definitely leave." His words were sincere and tugs my heart. "There is nothing to apologise Wangji, and please call me Yibo." 

"What's your age Yibo?" He enquires and I smile "23."

"You're closer to Sizhui. How about Master Xiao Zhan?"

"He's 28."

"He's closer to my Wei." I watch him caress the red ribbon lovingly.

"What's your age?" I ask and his pale eyes meets mine "38." Shocked. This man is 38? Is he joking?

"Wow. You look much younger." I whisper and his eyes subtly turn into amber bright as he peers into my soul "I look like you."
His forehead band shines under spotlight and I remember Sizhui's words from before.
It's sacred and meant to be handled only by our loved ones. The depth of sadness in Wangji's eyes can been felt and seen by me. Even though he's trying had to cover them up, maybe we're connected somehow. Those eyes portray extreme sadness. I hope you find your Wei soon, Wangji.