"What happened?" the nurse asked as she stitched the cut down the side of Yibo's neck towards the back. Yibo didn't feel any pain as it had been numbed, but he could still feel the pressure as the needle was sent through his skin. "I don't know," he said and then looked towards a few of the other workers in the triage area, some with less minor cuts than his. "I'm not sure." "You were lucky," the worker next to him said as the wound on the side of his face was being disinfect

Yibo woke up wet. But he was not confused as to the reason why. The dream remained vivid in his mind ... his heart racing in concordance with the experience he’d just been having. It was dark but he knew they'd been in the store, and that was because his body kept hitting against one of the refrigerators, causing the bottles within to clang together in protest. That sound he was sure would remain stamped in his mind, reminiscent of the exact moment he'd had his dick in Xiao

"Yibo," Xiao Zhan calls, his tone filled with alarm, however, Yibo doesn't respond. He gets up so quickly and anxiously that the stool falls to the floor, startling everyone in the bar. "Yibo," Xiao Zhan gets up as well and grabs his arm, but Yibo wrenches it out of his grip. "Don't touch me," he says and makes to leave, but Xiao Zhan grabs him again and begins to pull him along. "Let me go!" his tone rises, and Mingyu hurries out. His eyes meet with Xiao Zhan's just before h

'He looks pissed,' is all Yibo can think as he stops by the door, and watches Xiao Zhan. The bar is small enough that a few strides are all that's needed for him to reach Xiao Zhan at the bar, but since he's certain now that his presence isn't quite welcome, he remains in place. Laoshi, he doesn't think, has ever looked at him this way. Xiao Zhan appears lethal and thoroughly annoyed, a stark contrast to the almost drowsy person he had heard on the phone earlier. "Yibo!" the

"I put in my two week's notice at the studio today so I won't be working there for much longer. Wanted to let you know." Yibo receives this message just as he arrives at Yi Qin's restaurant. He stares at it so hard that even when Yi Qin hurries over, an apron over his clothes, Yibo doesn't look up. "You're here!" Yi Qin calls out excitedly. "I have a table ready for you in the corner, in case you want to stay longer. My boss said it's okay." Yibo looks up then and slips the p

"Yibo was ... this fire that lit me up. He still is. Daiyu said to me today that it's because I can't trust my own heart." "Is she right?" his friend asks. "Do you know what that means?" His friend's face goes blank. "Not really. Do you?" Xiao Zhan is amused as he picks up his beer. "But it makes sense in my head," his friend says. "So I'm sure I can work out a clear meaning if I think about it hard enough." "Well, I've been thinking about it all day." "And...?" his friend pr

Lili's phone starts ringing again. She moves to reject the call but when she notices who it is, she sits up and responds. "Manager Sun," she responds, her voice lowered respectfully. "11th floor." "Ah." "Oh... alright, I'll be right there." She immediately gets up and slips the phone back into her pocket. "There's an emergency meeting," she tells Yibo. "Just as expected. Of course they're not going to let him just disappear. Today's going to be hell. I'm sorry, but I really n

Notes: This photo has haunted me for months, so a story for this has been brewing in the back of my mind. I never thought I'd write a...

"Oh? Isn't that your friend?" Yibo looks up as he pulls the delivery cart into the building's reception with Muchen, and indeed meets Lily slowly pacing the lobby. She is waiting for the elevator alright, but is so focused on the phone she keeps pulling out and shoving back into her pocket, that it takes a few seconds for her to notice the car's arrival from the lower floor. She starts to get in, but one glance towards the building's entrance, and her eyes widen in surprise.