Just for you... [YiZhan FF]✔️

Just for you... -7-

-7-

Back at the office, Zhan and Yu Bin were called to the office to meet the boss. Most of the time this is not a good sign. And so Zhan immediately got a stomach ache. Had his graphic design failed again? Did the client not want it again? And if so, would Zhan have to look for a new job now?

Sometimes Zhan thought that if he had known back then how exhausting this work could be, in an office and with technical aids, he might have chosen another career path. Because then he would have been spared some sleepless nights.

Arriving at the office, the boss was already waiting for them with a scowl on his face. They sat down and the boss shook his head. Zhan's heart almost stopped. Will he be unemployed now?

When the boss put an envelope on the table and shoved it over to Zhan, he thought it was his firing. But then the boss said, "That's your bonus! The client was thrilled with your graphic design!"

Inside, Zhan collapsed with relief. After such a long time, his design had finally brought back the enthusiasm. His resignation is off the table and he will still have a job. Now he can finally get his car repaired and doesn't have to ask himself how to pay the bill.

Yu Bin opened the envelope beamed. "A voucher for a visit to a medieval museum and a voucher for a professional dental cleaning." He said cheerfully.

"You can have both. I've been to that museum and it's only been two months since my last teeth cleaning." Zhan replied. He knows from experience that this museum is a flop. And only his cousin, Jiang Cheng, gives him a professional cleaning. He doesn't even have to pay anything for that. Zhan helps him from time to time on the weekends by looking after his cousin's twin sons so that he and his wife can have a few good hours for themselves.

Back at the office, Zhan continued to work on the graphic design for Wang Yibo. His eyes kept falling on the headband, which he still wore wrapped around his wrist. Yu Bin had asked him several times whether he could give it to him as a gift or sell it to him because it is from Wang Yibo himself. But Zhan did not agree. After all, Wang Yibo had given it to him as a gift, and besides, they had a nice conversation today. So it would be really mean of him if he gave or sold this gift.

At 6 pm Zhan finished work. Yu Bin left an hour ago, but because Zhan was just making good progress, he stayed an hour longer.

As he left the building, a strong fresh wind blew at him. Everything looks like autumn will come earlier than expected this year. Shivering, he closed his jacket and went to the bus stop. Zoey Meng was also there and Zhan was a little uncomfortable with the thought of how their last conversation went.

"Um Zhan, I wanted to apologize about our last conversation. It was only afterwards that I realized how that must have come across. And I have to tell you, it wasn't meant that way. I didn't mean to imply that we could sleep with each other." Zoey said.

"I really thought you meant that." Zhan replied. Didn't know whether to believe her or not, though.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't want you to think I wanted to sleep with you. My divorce wasn't long ago and I'm sick of men. Not friends, of course."

"It's OK." Zhan said. They both shook hands and because Zhan was in a really good mood today, he told her why. And it didn't take long before they forgot about the incident and started talking normally again. They even fooled around a bit until a car drove past them and honked. They got really scared and froze for a moment. Zhan and Zoey, however, immediately tried to see who was in this sporty car but could not recognize the person.

Since neither Zhan nor Zoey know anyone who drives such an expensive car, they just shrugged their shoulders and kept talking until the bus came. Since Zoey only took the bus three stops this time because she wanted to visit her old friend, she sat close to the exit while Zhan went to the back of the bus. He took out his cell phone and once again tried to get in touch with his friends.

Zhan wrote to his friends that he had finally delivered a graphic design again, which caused some excitement, but he didn't get an answer. Were they really still mad at him? How long do they want to ignore him? This has been going on for three weeks now.

When his cell phone finally started vibrating, he thought at least one of his friends had reacted. But it was just a spam message about an alleged lottery where he could win a trip if he subscribed to a magazine.

When he arrived at his stop, Zhan got off the bus and immediately the fresh wind blew around his ears again. He looked up at the big billboard and wondered if the event could take place at all, in case it got colder earlier. He could not imagine that many people would go to the event, pitch their tents and want to be on the unprotected area all day long when it is cold.

After another visit to the supermarket, he still had to do the shopping for the weekend, he went home and turned on the TV. But when he took off his jacket, the book, which as he now knew was written by Wang Yibo's brother, fell out of his jacket pocket and he looked back and forth between the TV and the book. Since he couldn't decide what to make of it tonight, he first ate a chicken salad in peace, took a shower and put on comfortable clothes.

Back in the living room, he switched on his floor lamp, put a blanket on his legs and decided it was going to be the book. He was desperate to know how it would go on. And he was also interested to know if Wang Yibo was mentioned in any way. Not by name, but maybe as a little brother?

Zhan read and read and in chapter 19 he paused briefly. The author wrote: "Just when he thought his life would finally be as he always imagined it would be, his job he loves, his husband he loves more than anything at his side and the new beautiful apartment, he received a frightening call from his little brother. Father has died. As fast as he could, he drove to his parents' house, his little brother lay crying on the floor and huddled in the hallway while the morticians were getting his father ready for transport. It happened unexpectedly and much too early. The father, who always enjoyed the best of health, died of a heart attack. And he addressed his last words to his youngest son, saying that he was proud of him and wished that he would finish his studies".

Zhan swallowed hard when he read this. Wang Yibo had told him today about his father and that he had promised him to finish his studies. But he didn't expect that it was his father's last wish before he died. He felt sorry for Wang Yibo, especially because he had to watch his father die. And what about Wang Yibo's mother?

Even though Zhan didn't get along with his parents very well since the separation from his ex-girlfriend and sometimes scolded them about it, he didn't even want to imagine what it would be like without them. And even less would he like to imagine watching them die before they reach an advanced age.

After Zhan had made himself a cup of tea, which he had ordered specially from England, he sat back down in the living room on his armchair and started reading the last six chapters of the book.

It was shortly after 1 am when he finished the book. He thought maybe there would be more about Wang Yibo or what happened to his mother, but there wasn't. Nevertheless it was a very nice book as he thought.

When Zhan put the book back on the shelf, he wanted to go to bed and sleep. Tired enough he was. However, the question did not let go of him, what is with Wang Yibo's mother. So he sat down at his laptop and read through a lot of information about the singer and dancer.

There were many rumors and speculations about Wang Yibo's mother, but no definitive answer. Should Zhan just ask him about her the next time he sees him? But on the other hand, if he wanted someone to know about his mother, he would have told about her himself by now, wouldn't he?

Zhan's gaze happened to hit the clock on his laptop and he got big eyes. "Damn... is it really 4 am?" He asked himself in amazement. Did he really spend three hours to find out more about Wang Yibo?

Confused about himself and his sudden interest in the idol, Zhan turned off his laptop, went to the bathroom again and then to bed. His legs felt heavy and he was very tired. Still, he thought about Wang Yibo for several minutes before he finally got his well-deserved sleep.