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"You can order whatever you want. You're my guests and I'm paying." Wang Yibo said happily after taking off his mask.
But Zhan couldn't resist reminding him that even a baseball cap has no place on his head when he is in a restaurant and wants to eat. Wang Yibo took off his baseball cap and gave Zhan a questioning look, according to the motto: "And satisfied?"
The waitress came and took the order of the three. Although Zhan could have taken advantage of this now and maybe even ordered a steak, but since he was well raised, he ordered only fried noodles with vegetables, egg and chicken. Not only did he like to eat that, but it was also very satisfying and not even expensive.
While the three were waiting for their meal, Zhan played a game on his cell phone, while Yu Bin was holed up with questions to his idol, but most of the time Wang Yibo answered with a "I can't tell. or "This is private, I'm not telling you." Zhan honestly wondered why Yu Bin didn't just stop asking so many questions. Who was interested in which cities Wang Yibo was already in, in which countries or where he liked the food best?
When the food finally arrived, Zhan looked at his watch and was annoyed because he didn't even have 15 minutes left to eat. And it was clearly the fault of Wang Yibo and Yu Bin, of course!
Zhan, who likes vegetables but has an aversion to carrots, collected the small pieces of carrot from his food and put them on the edge of his plate. Wang Yibo tilted his head and asked Zhan what he was doing. Zhan explained that he simply did not like carrots. And Wang Yibo laughed. "And this is from someone with bunny teeth."
"Oh, come on. Really? Bunny teeth?" Asked Zhan annoyed.
"Mmm, but very cute bunny teeth."
"What the...?" Zhan preferred not to finish the sentence, ate his noodles and thought the rest.
"Do you come here every day?" Wang Yibo wanted to know.
"Why? Do you want to come here every day now? If so, I'll definitely find a new restaurant."
"Why are you so mean to me? Have I done something to upset you?"
"Don't feel bad. I don't know him any other way. We've been working together for two months and not a day of that he' s been in a good mood. His colleagues said he's been in that mood for six months." Yu Bin interfered. Zhan looked at him and warned him not to say anything more.
"What happened six months ago that made him like this?" Wang Yibo asked.
"His girlfriend broke up with him after six years of relationship, because of another man, whom she is about to marry." Explained Yu Bin.
"So Bin, if you want to get out of here alive, I strongly advise you to stop telling Wang Yibo my personal affairs." Reminded him Zhan.
"If you want to tell something embarrassing, tell him about yourself. I'm sure Wang Yibo is very interested in the fact that your big sister started working in our canteen only because of you, and that even today she still cuts your food into bite-sized pieces like a three-year-old boy." Zhan said.
"It's only because she's always afraid I'll choke." Yu Bin hastily replied.
"Tell me, to stop you from saying more embarrassing things, will you guys come to my concert?" Wang Yibo asked.
Zhan immediately shook his head and declared, "No way. Screaming girls? No thanks."
Yu Bin, however, immediately complained that he didn't get any tickets. Which apparently made Wang Yibo happy, because he said with a grin on his face looking at Zhan: "How about we make a deal? I'll give you two tickets for the first row, plus backstage passes and you make sure that Xiao Zhan comes to my concert?"
With huge eyes, Yu Bin looked at Zhan and tried his puppy look again. But this time, Zhan stood firm. "Forget it Bin. I really don't feel like going to a concert."
"But ZhanZhan, can't you please do this for me?"
"You mean stand at the entrance for an entire evening until the doors open, stand between hundreds of screaming and crying girls, watch some show that doesn't interest me, and watch from an idol I've never heard of before? No, certainly not."
"Oh come on Zhan. Just one night! That's all I ask."
"Yu Bin, I told you I'm not interested. So please respect that."
Sadly, Yu Bin looked at Zhan, who wouldn't give in. And Wang Yibo also looked at him with the sad eyes of a puppy. Zhan just shook his head. He had definitely landed in a parallel universe where everyone is strange.
Since it was time to return to the office and work anyway, Zhan thanked kindly for the invitation to dinner and put his jacket on, when Wang Yibo whispered in his ear: "Think again. If you come, I will grant you a wish of your choice!"
Zhan frowned and did not know what else to say. He grabbed Yu Bin by the collar of his jacket while he was still whispering something to Wang Yibo and pulled him out of the restaurant with him. Wang Yibo shouted after him, " We' II see us again, Xiao Zhan." And Zhan got goose bumps at the thought.
Back at the office, Zhan had to put on his earphones and listen to music because Yu Bin begged him incessantly to change his mind. He looked longingly at his watch and could hardly wait for his end of work. He had already made good progress with his graphic design and was sure that the client would like his design when it was finished. He only hoped that Wang Yibo was not the customer. He somehow suspected that he was going to make things difficult for Zhan.
By the evening Zhan arrived at the bus stop, the old poster in the glass case had been replaced. Now there was a poster of Wang Yibo advertising a lotion. And on the bus was also a huge picture of Wang Yibo. "I died and went to hell." Said Zhan to himself as several teenage girls sat in the bus and talked about the upcoming concert of Wang Yibo.
However, before he went home, he briefly went to the small supermarket opposite his home. And when he went to the cosmetics section, there was a life-size cardboard display of Wang Yibo. "Oh damn it, this can't be true! How famous is he that he shows up everywhere now?" Zhan asked himself sullenly.
"For months, there's no one more popular than Wang Yibo. We've already had the presenter standing here for a week. Since then, the young girls come here every day and kiss the operator!" Explained one of the salesmen who overheard Zhan.
A week already? Zhan asked himself. Could that be true? Did he go blindly through life not noticing these things?
Arriving home, Zhan was happy about his Wang Yibo free zone. He seriously wondered why he was so angry and why he felt so haunted by Wang Yibo? The idol had done nothing to him, yet he got Zhan's blood hot as soon as he saw him. Even if it was only a picture of him.
Exhausted, he sat down in his armchair and turned on the TV for his favorite game show. And as if he had guessed, Wang Yibo was also a part of this show. So he turned off the TV again, took a book off the shelf, read a few pages, and then looked at it in confusion: "When did I buy this? Did I even buy this?" He asked himself.
He entered the book title into his search engine on his cell phone and read: "Meanwhile, the book, which is a Boyslove story, is in many..." Zhan put the cell phone away and stared at the book.
"A Boyslove story? Now I'm very sure I didn't buy this book." He murmured. But because he found the first pages of the book very interesting, he continued reading the book. Only when he reached chapter 7 and it was almost midnight, he put the book out of his hand and went to bed.
"I must say that even if this is a story about the love of two young men, it is really beautifully written and very interesting. And the author wrote the love scenes so well that I didn't care that it was about two men." Mumbled Zhan when he looked at the book again and wondered if he should read one more chapter.
Zhan closed his eyes, thought back to the events of today and that he had decided that if he met Wang Yibo again, he should be more friendly to him and then fell asleep.
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