CBL-11.

 

When they first met, Wang Yibo and Xiao Jianmin were partners. After the cooperation, Wang Yibo knocked into Xiao Zhan outside the elevator. 

 

The moment that Xiao Zhan looked up, his smile seemed to melt the snow.

 

“Sorry to bump into you.” Xiao Zhan cleverly licked his lips and wiped out the ice cream sticking to Yibo’s chest with fingers.

 

Wang Yibo gradually loosened locked eyebrows and was stunned.

 

Xiao Zhan passed him, walked forward joyfully and suddenly turned to him, “Hey, I’m Xiao Zhan. What’s your name?”

 

Wang Yibo would never ever forget that look. Zhan stood in the sunshine and pulled him out of the darkness little by little.

 

Now, think about it, Yibo didn’t sure that it was because of Zhan’s face, or because of his sunshine smile, he did not refuse Zhan for the later active throwing.

 

It was raining that night, and Zhan was standing outside the mansion like a drowned rat. He said to him pitifully, “Wang Yibo, I want to be your person, now!”

 

The young boy rushed to him with enthusiasm and willingness, regardless of the consequences and the future. Yibo did not hold on that night and let Zhan entangle him like a snake.

 

Xiao Zhan looked for his lips and kept asking, “kiss me, Wang Yibo, kiss me!”

 

Zhan seemed to wanna cut off all his retreats, and just wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.

 

Wang Yibo did not refuse, bowed, and kissed him. He lifted Zhan’s hip, then held him upstairs, kicking the door of bedroom, and pressing Zhan on the big bed.

 

He is a mature man, naturally being interested in such a young body. He was also familiar with all the sensitivities of men. So to have him, it’s easy.

 

For it’s Xiao Zhan’s first time, he ached, head being full of sweat, but he hugged Yibo tightly and did not let go.

 

Wang Yibo carefully possessed him and whispered to assure if Zhan was hurt, Zhan shook head obstinately and forcefully with tears slipping into the pillow one by one.

 

Yibo stopped and frowned, “Why are you crying?”

 

“I’m too happy.” Zhan looked at the window, but couldn’t stop sobbing.

 

Yibo held him in arms, gently coaxing, Xiao Zhan choked to tell the truth, “My dad told me not to have an affair with you, and I was not allowed to see you again. I don’t agree with it. Wang Yibo, I will rely on you in my life. Now, I’m yours. No one can separate us!”

 

At that time, Xiao Jianmin appreciated Wang Yibo only on his work. But no one wanted a cruel son-in-law, especially a dad who really loved his son.

 

Later, Xiao Jianmin gave Xiao Zhan a slap. From small to large, he first time hit his son.

 

Xiao Zhan cried, and still refused to break up with Wang Yibo, then he moved to live with him. Soon after, he had his first child.

 

But Wang Yibo said Zhan was still too young to have a child and he still had many opportunities to have another one. At that time, Zhan cried for a long time.

 

Afterwards, Xiao Zhan also went back to see his father several times. But for their stubborn temper, they were more and more estranged. Then, he returned once for a long time and every time, he just peeked at his father, then went back again.

 

The more he thought he was wrong, the more he didn’t know how to face his dad. 

 

Maybe it’s the state of Xiao Zhan later.

 

Wang Yibo always remembered, that Xiao Zhan liked to call him “Yibo” in a sweet voice. 

 

However, that kind of happiness, when did it fade?

 

He should be totally desperate so that he chose to leave me, and leave this world…

 

No, he’s not dead!

 

Wang Yibo leaned over, hugged Xiao Zhan up and stepped out. Someone stopped him, “Mr. Wang…”

 

He glanced at it coldly and Zanjin rushed forward to deal with it.

 

 

***

 

 

Wang Yibo took him home, where they lived for five years. Into the living room, he looked at the furniture and furnishings, feeling so dazzling.

 

Finally, Yibo realized the feeling Zhan had when he saw this change.

 

It was extremely painful. But why did he find this home was better before at this moment?

 

“Yibo!” Qiu Zixuan ran down from upstairs. 

 

But when she saw Xiao Zhan’s body, she was frightened to retreat several steps and felt so nauseated that she retched on the armrest. 

 

Wang Yibo frowned and passed her with Xiao Zhan’s body in his arms.

 

Zixuan cried out, “Yibo, what are you going to do? Where are you going to carry this dead man?”

 

Wang Yibo stopped and said coldly, “He’s not dead. He’s still alive.”

 

Then, he went upstairs. Qiu Zixuan shocked in situ. Was Wang Yibo crazy?

 

 

***

 

 

Wang Yibo may be really mad. He put Xiao Zhan’s body on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and laid himself down beside, holding Zhan tightly in his arms.

 

“Is it still cold?” Yibo asked with a slight smile.

 

Suddenly Yibo remembered that, Xiao Zhan said, “You didn’t like smile, always being cold.” 

 

Zhan also said “You should smile more so that I could feel warm.”

 

“Wang Yibo, why don’t you like smile?” Xiao Zhan always laughed at that time, and said “But it doesn’t matter. When you smile occasionally, I would feel happy.”

 

Yibo never told Xiao Zhan that he didn’t know how to smile since he was a child. When he was little, he had exposed to so many worldly things that he had never feel happy.

 

He may be joyful after completing a project or a task.

 

The time he spent with Xiao Zhan, was the happiest and the most relaxed.

 

However, he never told him and he never said that.

 

The body in his arms was so cold, which was the first feeling he felt. Yibo remembered that Xiao Zhan was afraid of the cold and now he was cold.

 

For the first time, Wang Yibo felt helplessly despair, He kissed him, “Zhan, wake up please.”

 

But he slept so soundly.

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This is the problem with getting attached to someone.

When they leave, you just feel lost.