The whispers of our past《Yizhan version》

Chapter 1 (part 2)

The ones who notice the storms in your eyes, the silence in your voice and the heaviness in your heart are the ones you need to let in . . .

Wang Yibo's POV

White.

The colour which stands for purity, sincerity, and innocence.

Even though he couldn't see me, I did see him, and the white colour he emitted was for sure seen by many more than only me. It was brighter than any colour I had ever seen someone have around them, he was different.

I watched him while slowly twisting the twig in between my fingers, he walked carefully around, no idea where he was going for sure, the confusion was so readable from his facial expressions he didn't hide, and a picture of a lost puppy came into my mind while a sly smirk made its way towards my lips, "so cute," I muttered under my breath while a soft chuckle left my mouth, and I decided to test him.

"Little boy, has your mommy never told you not to go into the dark forest all alone, especially at night? And don't you know how many animals there are here, marking you as their prey right now?" He quickly turned around, searching for me with puzzled eyes, sadly his eye-sight was so poor because if he had looked up a bit more, he actually might have seen me, it almost felt like an old hide and seek game.

After a short silence in which he looked like he gave up on searching for me with desperation flashing on his face, I decided to give him a hint, "And little boy, hasn't your mommy warned you not to talk to strangers? Before you know it you get the puppeteers to dance. Or maybe if you are an unlucky boy you will meet a cursed one, and before you can blink twice with your big almond eyes, you are taken away in their endless cobweb. From there little boy, there won't be any escape, and you will live your life just like them, you will become a cursed one," I softly chuckled if he only knew the truth.

He looked in the utmost confused, and a picture of a bunny made its way towards my vision, my curiosity grew while I watched him with every second that passed, I knew he was dangerous to me, but truth be told, what did I have left to risk?

A silence ensued in which I studied all his angelic features, and carved every single one of them into my mind after all this would be my first yet the last time meeting him. That was the moment when my eyes fell onto his. He looked hasty as if he was scared, but what he probably didn't know was that as long as I was around no one would even think about approaching him, and I stared at the white colour around his petite body, so small and weak, yet hidden in such a treasure.

And finally, the silence started to work on my nerves, so I decided to break it.

"I-"

"Why aren't you talking, little boy? Cat got your tongue?" When the sentence slipped from my tongue like a cold waterfall, I realized he wanted to say something, and I mentally slapped myself.

"No..." His voice was just as angelic as his unique appearance, he looked like a gift from heaven, and I chuckled while repeating his cute "no?"

Again he turned around, and I decided to come out, so I rustled through the leaves of the tree, revealing myself while he turned to me, and his small mouth went open into an O shape while his almond eyes slightly widened, and again I couldn't hold back a soft chuckle.

I twisted the twig between my fingers while he quickly tried re-composing himself, "And on which answer is the no, little bunny?" He cutely pouted on hearing the nickname, so cute, and once again the picture of a white bunny struck through my mind like a picture.

"On all your questions," he kept pouting, and I couldn't help myself from grinning while he looked away from me, but he was too late with hiding his blushing cheeks because in my eyes nothing could be hidden.