"Bo ge," Yibo hears Yiqin's cry all the way from the hall way. For some reason though he sounds muffled, which makes Yibo look up from the bag of tea he is steeping. Moments later, a pork-belly mascot bursts into the kitchen, and Yibo's mug almost topples over when it attempts to give him a hug. "Yiqin!" he scolds, jumping back to avoid being scalded as the tea spills on the floor. Although the pale, pink, cotton cut of meat stares back at him with a blinding white and all t

Unhurried footsteps trudge through the hallway, and then they come to a stop before an apartment - B413. It is raining, but Xiao Zhan had...

Hello Dear Readers, I have been very inconsistent with my updates lately. Being very consistent in the past came at the cost of almost...

Back then, Xiao Zhan had been playing a game with him, and it was titled; 'Keep Yibo close so that I can figure out a way to get him back...

Yibo trembled as he spoke. "I'll pay for it. I'll pay for everything." It was as much an announcement as it was a plea, but Xiao Zhan...

Yibo couldn't put his phone down. He was in Xiao Zhan's store, after having showered and for once, changed into his own clothes. Today he...

The moment lunchtime arrived a few days later, Yibo felt tears rush to his eyes. He didn’t turn around to watch as the men working on the...

The rest of the evening was particularly slow, so after three delivery runs, Yibo returned to the restaurant and found himself with...

"This is Yibo. He's my friend." This is how Xiao Zhan had introduced Yibo to his father, and as he rode to the restaurant for his shift,...