"I've waited for fate to rewrite our story.
And now you're here, in flesh and in reality, my Yibo."
Zhan's heart swell with the sight of the man he was desperate to meet again. Yet, did time warp and bring him back to the past, when love was at its...
A/N: Since today (10-05) is a special day for our beloved Zhan, here is the 27th chapter! ~~~ Enjoy! And let's wish our bunny, Xiao Zhan, a Happy and Blessed 29th Birthday! 💕
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Yibo is tired but couldn't rest. His thoughts are parading in circles, escalating the fears that are suffocating his lungs. Each air he takes are like toxins that burn his airway, internally making tracks of perils, then leaving him dwindling with a heavy heart.
The strange feeling of familiarity with someone else's previous lifetime...those images flashing before his eyes, but like always, Yibo cannot make out anything logical why those visions keep on coming, or what are they trying to tell him. They all seem nonsensical, simply mind-blowing. Feelings of hatred, love, torment and hopelessness are making his head light as he gasps for air and clutch his aching heart.
The more he thinks about it, the more confused he only becomes. Blurry images, muffled voice, clang of swords, and a man who looks exactly like his Zhan-ge in black and red robes, make him anxious and afraid that he is again losing his mind.
It has been the case in the past when he was only starting his career in Korea. The more he felt yearning for Xiao Zhan, the more frequent these flashbacks crucify his soul.
Yibo was losing it day by day, affecting his career and daily life. That's when his closest friend, almost like a brother, roommate and UNIQ co-member Cho Seungyoun intervened. Hearing Yibo's struggles in his sleep, the wails of invisible torture, and his losing grip with reality, pushed Seungyoun forward to take action. He pleaded their management to find cure for Yibo and that's when doctors, psychologists, and finally a hypnotherapist got involved.
Yibo slowly got back in track after several successful therapy sessions until he got rid of the visions completely. Their beloved maknae came back to how he was originally and everything went back to what they consider as normal, in exchange of one thing that was made blurry in Yibo's mind. Wei Ying. The man connecting him into a past which noone understands, how and why.
'Meet me at the usual club. I'll be there as soon as the rehearsals are done.' was Cho Seungyoun's message to Yibo an hour ago after he asked him for an urgent meeting. He had read the text dozens of times, hoping time will fly by and the man will come in a flash for a rescue. His fingers are fidgeting on the poor gadget, while his sweat form beads on his forehead. Yibo loosened his tie to give him more freedom to breathe, but it was useless. Nothing is helping him calm down.
"Drinks, Sir?" the bartender offered seeing the stressed look on Yibo's face. When Yibo regarded him with his cold eyes, he can only zip his mouth and gape wide-eyed, seeing the full view of the Deity's austere features.
"No. I am waiting for someone." Yibo replied, averting his sight immediately to avoid more interactions.
