When Wei Ying suddenly disappears one day, it is a quest embarked by Lan Zhan and Sizhui to find Wei Ying's whereabouts, which leads them to a parallel universe.
Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo are tied together by fate, yet apart because of circumstances.
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I wake up with a start when my phone rings and as my eyes trail around the empty room they land on Yibo's bed. He isn't here. Where is he? Fishing out my phone I squint when it's Seiji's name that flashes on my screen. Why is he calling me at this hour?
"Seiji" covering my yawn I move away from the chair by Yibo's bed that was occupied by me. "Zhan, where are you?" His voice has a trace of concern in them. "At home. Why?"
"Yibo came to Red an hour ago. He's drunk. I suggest you better get your ass here ASAP if you want that boy to be a virgin." What the fuck?
"Keep an eye on him. I'll be there soon." Yibo... Drinking? You're hurt! Dammit! You shouldn't be drinking!!! Fuck. If anything happens to you...
After his confrontation with Akio, I followed Yibo to his room and hoped that he'd sleep to heal his wounds. Seems I was the one who fell asleep and he sneaked past my so called vigilance. With a sigh I accelerate towards Red. Second time this week when I would be getting his drunk ass home.
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"Where is he?" I enquire as Seiji meets me by the entrance of Red. Pointing towards the dance floor my eyes find Yibo between two women and his arms around one of their waist. The lady behind him had her lips under his ears and he was nodding to whatever she was saying.
What the fuck?
Unable to stand there and watch him in such a state, before I could realise what was happening, I found myself standing before Yibo and clutching his wrist to drag him away from their hungry gazes. "Come with me" I command. "One glass of water please" making a request to the bartender, I turn to look at Yibo who is now leaning against the bar. "Mr. Frost." He acknowledges with a grin and I roll my eyes. Here we go again! Mr. Frost.
Handing over the glass of water to him, he accepts it with a smirk and my heart knew he is toying around with me. But not the one to give up I gesture him to drink. It surprises me at first when he quietly obliges, but should have known that when it's dealing with drunk Yibo, there is nothing quiet about him.
"Mr. Frost," he blows softly into my ears "care for some Tequila?" Before I could protest he gestures the bartender.
A moment later he pulls me away from the bar and my feet meekly follow him. "Where are we going Yibo?" At my question he turns back to give me a wink and places a finger on his lips miming to be quiet.
Traversing through the dark private rooms which were reserved for VIPs, Red indeed is an exquisite club with real classs for taste. One could clearly see that everyone in here are safe. Seiji and Yibo's main concern has always been that security should be top notch. They always wanted everyone to feel safe inside these walls.
