komal_2003
Xiao Zhan is quiet magic - gentle, sweet, and a little too kind for his own good. He talks to his plants, names his pastries, and believes in small wishes folded into paper stars.
Wang Yibo doesn't say much - but he's always there. The one who shows up when it rains. The one who notices the untied shoelaces and hearts on the verge of falling apart.
When their worlds begin to overlap - in soft glances, shy sleeve tugs, and unspoken dreams - what starts as coincidence slowly turns into something unshakable.
But love doesn't always arrive loudly. Sometimes, it slips in with quiet tea shop afternoons, forgotten umbrellas, and one boy falling asleep on a couch while the other whispers,
> "I really like you."
This is a story about gentle love. The kind you grow into. The kind you protect. The kind that, even if left unspoken, never goes unheard.
I hope you guys likes this story and English is not my first language i hope you understand if their any grammatical mistakes happened.