"That's me" // Xukun's FF

Chapter 24

Xukun's POV

It's the day. Today is Qinjia birthday. I can't help but get nervous a bit. I don't remember myself performing something. I mean I have some blurry scenes in my mind but I have no idea how it feels. I mean I don't remember. I seemed to be relaxed when I watch some videos from concerts. But it is hard to say. Sometimes I looked like at the right place but sometimes I looked lost. To be more exact when I was singing it was great but when the song ended it's like I suddenly came back to reality. At least that's how it looked like. I totally felt like I was watching someone else. Just someone really similar to me. My lost twin. But it indeed was me.

I put on some perfume and take the last look in the mirror. My black suit fits me perfectly. My hair closely combed back. I hope Nana would like it.

"Okay, Romeo, you're ready?" Yanjun asks as he comes in. Qinjia is still at work. Zhengting is supposed to bring her in. Nana prepared some clothes for her that matches the theme of the party. Latino style. I wonder what Nana would do the next year. It would be hard to do something better. I just hope the show will go as well as planned.

"Yeah, let's go," I reply.

This year we decided to do it at Fan's house. They have a big garden after all. Because it's still winter and it's cold Mr. Fan took from the company those big tents. He also built a stage for us to sing and dance. It's not really big but perfect for us. There are a lot of heaters everywhere to keep us warm. But the performances are so hot that I don't think the heaters are needed. I already feel hot just by thinking about it. Maybe it's because I'm nervous.

"Hey, you okay? You're trembling a little," Yanjun suddenly asks with a hint of amusement in his voice and breath out deeply. "Stop it. Don't say anything," I respond firmly gaining a soft chuckle from Yanjun.

We walk in and I can't help but gasp in amazement. So many colours. A lot of red, orange but also green, yellow, blue, black. Everything. I feel as if I teleported to Mexico. The girls really have done the great job decorating it. The round tables are black and shiny in old style. There's even a mini bar with high stools by it. The light is in warm yellow shade and it looks just perfectly. It already gets dark outside so everything in here seems so magical.

"Guys! Where's Ziyi? I have to show him the plan and what is what. He is responsible for the music," I hear Nana's voice and I turn around. My voice get stuck in my throat as I look at her. Her long now wavy hair loosely falls down. It's pinned on the left side showing her gold long gentle earrings. Her make up is stronger than usual but still in more natural brown colours. Her red lipstick is too seductive for me. It matches her dark red dress. The dress is tight on the upper body but down it falls and ends with a frill. It's asymmetrical so her left leg is fully visible. Just like her shoulders and collarbone. It's sleeveless. I never knew a dress would work on me like that. I'm totally speechless. I can't take my eyes of off her.

"He should be here somewhere," Yanjun responds while I still keep staring at Nana. Her blue eyes finally find mine. I'm trapped in her gaze. She walks towards me. Her heels makes a pleasant sound as they hit the wooden floor. "Are you ready for today?" she asks. Her voice swims trough my ears. It echoes in my body making me feel even hotter.

"Yeah," I answer simply since it's the only word I can force to come out of my mouth. "I just hope I won't make any hole in this wooden something. It doesn't seem really stable but these plates are still better than a ground. It was a good idea," she adds looking down at her feet.

"Wasn't it your idea?" Yanjun questions and Nana looks at him almost in disbelief. "Of course it was. That's why it's so great," she answers shaking her head and I can help but smile to myself. I somehow love this side of her. The one where she is almost too confident and too in love with herself. Sometimes she is actually a bit similar to Yanjun. But only sometimes. And only a bit.