Who are you? [ZhanYi FF]✔️

-13- Terrifying truth

-13- Terrifying truth

Yibo was tense and nervous as he made his way down with Zhan. Zhan showed him where his car was parked, a black SUV with tinted windows and even curtains that can be pulled forward in case of an emergency, should the daylight surprise him and he has to stay in the car.

He knew that whatever he experienced today would turn his life upside down. And, was he really ready for it? Was he able to listen and hear the explanations that his life is built on a lie?

Zhan drove the car through the streets of the city and out of it. And the further they got from the city, the more restless Yibo became. Where are they going? And what will await him there? What truth would await him and how will he deal with it?

Even before they set off, Zhan informed his father that Yibo would accompany him and had a few questions. Zhan's father didn't seem to be surprised and Yibo heard him say to Zhan, "We expect you guys for dinner. And Zhan, you haven't eaten the last two days, be strong." What did he mean "we"? Are there more of them? Will he end up in a nest of vampires and maybe end up as their meal because he remembered things he should have forgotten?

When they had been on the road for more than an hour, Yibo noticed something in Zhan's eyes. They glowed a little. But it was only visible when they were hit by light. Yibo worried a little, even though it looked beautiful, but he saw this coloration in Zhan's eyes for the first time. "What's wrong with your eyes?" He finally asked anxiously when the light inside the car again made Zhan's eyes light up.

"Don't worry, these are my senses. They are sharpened. It smells of blood in this place, and I haven't eaten for two days, so the senses are taking over."

"Will you make it home? Or..."

"Or what Yibo? Do I attack you and suck your blood? No, definitely not, out of the question. Don't worry, I was able to do without food for a long time."

"Well, if you say so..." Yibo replied thoughtfully. He didn't feel like asking why his blood is not an option for Zhan. His head was buzzing enough as it was, he didn't want more questions.

As they turned onto a long field path, something painful flashed in Yibo's memory. It was only a picture or a tiny fragment, but that alone made his head hurt. He saw a picture of a man in traditional clothing and a long goatee.

Even before they reached the end of the field path, a house appeared before them, huge and only slightly lit. In front of the house are many old big trees, on a tree from a big branch, a long swing is hanging down. He could even make out the large double-winged entrance door. And the closer they came to the house, the more aware he became that this was the country house from his dream.

Zhan parked the car in the garage of the house, a rather recent addition, as Yibo noted. Besides Zhan's car, there were four other cars in it. They all had tinted windows and Yibo recognized curtains on the windows of at least one other car.

They entered the house through a door in the garage. It smelled like freshly cooked food. An old woman, apparently an employee of the house, greeted him and Zhan. She gave Zhan a small bottle, the contents of which he emptied immediately. After he handed the empty bottle to the old one, they walked on and Yibo recognized the corridor, he knew where they were going.

He stopped at a door and asked, "This is the room, isn't it?" Zhan nodded and looked very thoughtful. Yibo would have liked to take a look inside the room, but Zhan asked him to keep going.

As they stopped in front of the big heavy door to the large living area, Yibo took the chance to take another deep breath. Laughter could be heard from the other side of the door. "Don't worry, we won't hurt you."