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Yibo couldn’t believe his eyes that he was, for real, at the hospital’s registration. Finally!
He was dead tired after keep thinking during the whole journey, at what his brother in law had told him.
Practically, Zhan’s sick mother could be his own natural mother, too. And now she could die, before meeting her even once. It would make sense why Yibo had always aspired to become a singer…same as his mother who is a famous and talented singer!
He loves and cherishes Wang Min who will be forever his mother, the mother who raised him, but he would want to meet the mother who gave him birth, too.
“God, please don’t let her die, especially for the sake of Zhan Zhan, but for allowing me to meet her alive, too, please God!”, Yibo cried out, letting the tears flow.
It was an entire saga to get a plane ticket, without a beforehand booking. He was forced to change a few planes to finally land at the Frankfurt airport.
At least the money was no problem, as his former brother-in-law had offered himself to help him with that. He even gave him a drive to the airport. Also it was very helpful that the lady from the ticketing section of the airport was one of his dental cabinet’s patients , so she helped Yibo with the itinerary planning of his flights, to reach Frankfurt as soon as possible.
“Just wait here, Mister Xiao is on his way to come for take you on his own passing card.”, the young receptionist nurse struggled to explain to the young Chinese man in broken Chinese, happy probably for the chance to exercise the freshly learned language.
“Thank you, miss. I can speak English, if it makes easier for you.”, Yibo replied to her in correct English.
“That’s good to know.
Mister Wang Yibo I suppose?
Thank you miss, I will take him from here.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am Xiao Wei, Zhan’s father as you might have figured out.”, a man spoke in English, overly surprising Yibo. He was expecting for the one Mister Xiao on his way to pick him up, to be Zhan Zhan, not his father.
“Hello, Mister Xiao, nice to meet you, and thank you for taking me on your passing card.
How is Zhan Zhan’s mother? I mean, Mister Xiao Zhan’s mother?
But, where is he, didn’t he arrive yet?”, Yibo shook the man’s stretched out hand.
The man who seems to be the man that his own father had cheated on with his wife.
“My son arrived, yes, but he is busy at this very moment. The doctor had something to tell him or show him, privately he said. That’s why he asked me to take care of you, in case you would be here meanwhile.
About Zhan’s mother, she is still under anesthesia, but the doctors are optimistic, as the surgery went well, without any complications. Of course, she will never be able to sing anymore, but at least she has high chances to live for lots of years ahead.”, the man explained to Yibo, while riding together in the elevator.
Yibo noticed that he didn’t call the woman his wife, but just Zhan’s mother. Probably they are divorced, he never asked Zhan Zhan about this.
Like reading his thoughts, Mister Xiao Wei started to tell him in a low voice, while walking together on a few long passage halls towards the doctor’s office probably:
“I don’t know much about you, except the fact that you are someone very important to my son, and that would be enough for me. Enough to answer the questions I can sense spinning in your head. Probably you already know from Zhan, probably not, but I will tell you anyway, just because I feel the need to unload my soul to someone, anyone.
You can choose to ignore my babbling if you want.
I am very worried that Zhan’s mother, my beloved Biyu, could die, even with the doctors’ whole optimism! God, please don’t let that happen, I’m begging you!
I fell in love with Biyu from the first moment I listened to her nightingale voice and I loved her even more when I met her in person…and I still love her…and I will love her till I die! God please let me die before her, cause I will not gonna survive if she dies before me!
Yes, she lied and cheated on me, but that didn’t affect my love for her. I begged her countless times to come back to me, but she had always rejected me, not because she couldn’t love me again, but because she felt too guilty, and she said that she doesn’t deserve me. She is a very stubborn woman!
We were never divorced, as I never accepted to sign the divorce papers, we never got married to other people, but instead we lived separate lives, sad lives.
When he was little, Zhan knew that his parents were divorced, and he was alright with living with me and spending the weekends at his mother’s place. This until one day when he came back from her, a complete crying mess. I have never seen my son so angry and acting so violently! He broke all the framed pictures of his parents from his room, while screaming: “I hate liars! Xiao Biyu, I hate you! I hate you! I hate you so much!”
I didn’t dare to ask him what happened, and Biyu never wanted to tell me, either.
From that moment my Zhan forbade me to ever mention his mother’s name to him, and I had no other choice.
But today seeing him crying his heart out, I understood that he actually never hated his mother, but he always kept her in his heart.
I pray to God to save our precious Biyu! Please God, do it for my son, whom I love very much, not only for me!”
Yibo grabbed the man who collapsed to the ground onto his knees:
“Please, Mister Xiao, please be strong, let’s sit over there!”
A random lady doctor came to the rescue, and after Yibo gave her a brief explanation, she called for a nurse to bring her something, probably a calming medicine, then she led them to an empty ward and asked Mister Xiao to lay down for a short rest.
“I will stay with him.”, Yibo told the doctor, then a phone buzz caught their attention.
“It’s his phone, please take it off from his jacket and answer the call, but not in here. Better go to the lobby and talk, to not disturb his rest.”, the doctor advised the young man.
“Hello, no it’s not Mister Xiao Wei, I am Wang Yibo, I am… Yes, it’s his phone, but I answered because he had a medical incident and now he is resting. No, no, nothing to worry about, a lady doctor took care of him.
Of course, I am coming over there.”, Yibo talked with Missis Xiao Biyu’s doctor, overly surprised that the doctor seemed to know who Wang Yibo might be, as he didn’t let him explain who he was.
After wandering for a few more minutes on the huge hospital’s corridors, he finally spotted the doctor’s office, and hurried to knock on the door.
When his knuckles were about to meet the door’s surface, again, he got startled at the abrupt door opening. He didn’t even have time to understand what was happening when he was grabbed by his shoulders and pulled aggressively inside.
“What a…”, but his words faded into a…A kiss? Someone shut him up with a kiss?
And he knew very well who that someone might be. He could never mistake that sweetness that he missed and dreamed of for so many days and nights…But how? What? Why? How?
It was hard to focus on questions, when sparks were flashing in all directions.
He felt hands on the back of his neck grabbing at the ends of his hair, while his lips getting bitten and sucked like by a hungry vampire.
Unexpectedly, the hands drifted to his hips, settling there and pulling him closer. Yibo inhaled sharply and hesitantly looked up at him. At him, as at his BROTHER!
Or, he was not his…
However, before he could ponder about it further, Zhan Zhan yanked him to his chest and covered his mouth with his in an even more hungry kiss than before.
As their lips crushed together, Yibo released a low moan from his throat.
In the moment he pressed his lips harder against Zhan’s, he felt his body loosen and hands clutching onto his shoulders. He opened his eyes to come into the view of Zhan’s beautiful face bathed in salty, hot tears.
They broke away after what seemed like ages and Zhan looked at him with eyes that steal your breath while looking through your soul and breathed out:
“I missed you so damn much!
I love you so damn much!
We are free, you will find out everything in a while…Ah, for now just let me melt into your hug, let me feel you, kiss you one more time.”
“We are free?
Free, you mean, as we are not brothers?
I thought I would die from missing you!
Damn, I have actually died, and now I came to life again!”, Yibo shouted, biting onto Zhan’s bottom lip.
But he halted abruptly with a loud gasp, at the sight coming into his peripheral vision: they were not alone in the room, but a man was sitting in the office chair, making himself busy with some documents from the desk…probably the doctor he spoke on the phone with.
He stepped back from his sweetheart’s embrace, even if reluctantly, and coughed awkwardly, keep bowing:
“We apologize, we are so sorry, we didn’t know there was someone in here.”
“Don’t mind my presence and don’t worry Mister Wang Yibo! My good friend Zhan Zhan told me everything about you, and I must admit that he didn’t lie when describing you. I’m so happy for him, and for you, too, of course!
Come take a seat here, you have something to watch, while me and Zhan will go see his father and Missis Xiao, after that.”, the doctor smiled widely at the confused Yibo, while standing up and pointing to his chair.
Zhan grabbed his dizzy Yibo’s hand and squeezed it comfortingly:
“I’m sorry for my rudeness, I just couldn’t help myself, even though I knew that we were not alone. But allow me to introduce you to each other.
This is Mister Wang DaBo, my high-school second best friend, besides Xia Ziguang whom you have already met. Guang-Guang and DaBo will be both my best men at our wedding.
And this is Mister Wang Yibo, my husband, well, my future husband. Only if he will accept my second proposal, because the first one didn’t go as well as I’d have wished for.
But I will propose to him in private, I don’t want to embarrass him again in my friend’s presence, ha, ha.”
The doctor’s pager announced to him that he was required for an emergency, so he excused himself and told Zhan that he will come back as soon as he will be free again, to take him to see his both parents.
But the doctor didn’t leave before asking Mister Wang Yibo, who was close to fainting, if he was feeling alright, and offering him a glass of cold water from the small fridge.
Zhan leaded Yibo to the desk, asked him to take a seat and opened the computer:
“Bo-Bo, my love, DaBo is right, instead of explaining by myself, I think it will be easier for you to understand, if you will watch this.
It’s a short film in which my mother recorded herself a day before the surgery, probably thinking that she will never see me again because she is going to die. Thank God that she made it through! I’m so happy that she will get to meet you, I’m sure that she will love you.
My mother was helped by DaBo with the recording, who was her surgeon too, not only her attending physician. That’s why DaBo knows my whole story, partly from my mother and the rest from me.
I will leave you alone now to watch it peacefully, I’m going to the lobby and wait for DaBo there.
You will understand everything from that film.”
Zhan couldn’t leave before leaning to plant an intense one last kiss onto Yibo’s lips, and Yibo didn’t mind at all, of course. On the contrary, he kissed him back hot, fiery, passionate and demanding, while inhaling deep, as Zhan’s very smell was flooding all of his senses.
“I must go now…It’s just that I can’t have enough of the way our lips fit like two puzzle pieces.”, Zhan murmured against Yibo’s addictive lips.
“I know. You are the half that makes me whole.
Ok, go now, see you later…”, Yibo whispered, dejectedly letting him go.
“What a beautiful lady, no wonder that her son is such a…oh, what should I call him? Maybe a God?”, Yibo mumbled, still drunk on endorphins, when on the screen appeared a woman sitting in the wheelchair and connected to a perfusion installation.
And the lady’s confession film began:
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A/n: The film’s summary will make another chapter, that I will try hard to not be waited for so long as this one. You know that I am sorry, don’t you? But believe me that I am the first who would like so much for things to get back to how they were at the times when I started writing these stories.
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Yibo couldn’t believe his eyes that he was, for real, at the hospital’s registration. Finally!
He was dead tired after keep thinking during the whole journey, at what his brother in law had told him.
Practically, Zhan’s sick mother could be his own natural mother, too. And now she could die, before meeting her even once. It would make sense why Yibo had always aspired to become a singer…same as his mother who is a famous and talented singer!
He loves and cherishes Wang Min who will be forever his mother, the mother who raised him, but he would want to meet the mother who gave him birth, too.
“God, please don’t let her die, especially for the sake of Zhan Zhan, but for allowing me to meet her alive, too, please God!”, Yibo cried out, letting the tears flow.
It was an entire saga to get a plane ticket, without a beforehand booking. He was forced to change a few planes to finally land at the Frankfurt airport.
At least the money was no problem, as his former brother-in-law had offered himself to help him with that. He even gave him a drive to the airport. Also it was very helpful that the lady from the ticketing section of the airport was one of his dental cabinet’s patients , so she helped Yibo with the itinerary planning of his flights, to reach Frankfurt as soon as possible.
“Just wait here, Mister Xiao is on his way to come for take you on his own passing card.”, the young receptionist nurse struggled to explain to the young Chinese man in broken Chinese, happy probably for the chance to exercise the freshly learned language.
“Thank you, miss. I can speak English, if it makes easier for you.”, Yibo replied to her in correct English.
“That’s good to know.
Mister Wang Yibo I suppose?
Thank you miss, I will take him from here.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am Xiao Wei, Zhan’s father as you might have figured out.”, a man spoke in English, overly surprising Yibo. He was expecting for the one Mister Xiao on his way to pick him up, to be Zhan Zhan, not his father.
“Hello, Mister Xiao, nice to meet you, and thank you for taking me on your passing card.
How is Zhan Zhan’s mother? I mean, Mister Xiao Zhan’s mother?
But, where is he, didn’t he arrive yet?”, Yibo shook the man’s stretched out hand.
The man who seems to be the man that his own father had cheated on with his wife.
“My son arrived, yes, but he is busy at this very moment. The doctor had something to tell him or show him, privately he said. That’s why he asked me to take care of you, in case you would be here meanwhile.
About Zhan’s mother, she is still under anesthesia, but the doctors are optimistic, as the surgery went well, without any complications. Of course, she will never be able to sing anymore, but at least she has high chances to live for lots of years ahead.”, the man explained to Yibo, while riding together in the elevator.
Yibo noticed that he didn’t call the woman his wife, but just Zhan’s mother. Probably they are divorced, he never asked Zhan Zhan about this.
Like reading his thoughts, Mister Xiao Wei started to tell him in a low voice, while walking together on a few long passage halls towards the doctor’s office probably:
“I don’t know much about you, except the fact that you are someone very important to my son, and that would be enough for me. Enough to answer the questions I can sense spinning in your head. Probably you already know from Zhan, probably not, but I will tell you anyway, just because I feel the need to unload my soul to someone, anyone.
You can choose to ignore my babbling if you want.
I am very worried that Zhan’s mother, my beloved Biyu, could die, even with the doctors’ whole optimism! God, please don’t let that happen, I’m begging you!
I fell in love with Biyu from the first moment I listened to her nightingale voice and I loved her even more when I met her in person…and I still love her…and I will love her till I die! God please let me die before her, cause I will not gonna survive if she dies before me!
Yes, she lied and cheated on me, but that didn’t affect my love for her. I begged her countless times to come back to me, but she had always rejected me, not because she couldn’t love me again, but because she felt too guilty, and she said that she doesn’t deserve me. She is a very stubborn woman!
We were never divorced, as I never accepted to sign the divorce papers, we never got married to other people, but instead we lived separate lives, sad lives.
When he was little, Zhan knew that his parents were divorced, and he was alright with living with me and spending the weekends at his mother’s place. This until one day when he came back from her, a complete crying mess. I have never seen my son so angry and acting so violently! He broke all the framed pictures of his parents from his room, while screaming: “I hate liars! Xiao Biyu, I hate you! I hate you! I hate you so much!”
I didn’t dare to ask him what happened, and Biyu never wanted to tell me, either.
From that moment my Zhan forbade me to ever mention his mother’s name to him, and I had no other choice.
But today seeing him crying his heart out, I understood that he actually never hated his mother, but he always kept her in his heart.
I pray to God to save our precious Biyu! Please God, do it for my son, whom I love very much, not only for me!”
Yibo grabbed the man who collapsed to the ground onto his knees:
“Please, Mister Xiao, please be strong, let’s sit over there!”
A random lady doctor came to the rescue, and after Yibo gave her a brief explanation, she called for a nurse to bring her something, probably a calming medicine, then she led them to an empty ward and asked Mister Xiao to lay down for a short rest.
“I will stay with him.”, Yibo told the doctor, then a phone buzz caught their attention.
“It’s his phone, please take it off from his jacket and answer the call, but not in here. Better go to the lobby and talk, to not disturb his rest.”, the doctor advised the young man.
“Hello, no it’s not Mister Xiao Wei, I am Wang Yibo, I am… Yes, it’s his phone, but I answered because he had a medical incident and now he is resting. No, no, nothing to worry about, a lady doctor took care of him.
Of course, I am coming over there.”, Yibo talked with Missis Xiao Biyu’s doctor, overly surprised that the doctor seemed to know who Wang Yibo might be, as he didn’t let him explain who he was.
After wandering for a few more minutes on the huge hospital’s corridors, he finally spotted the doctor’s office, and hurried to knock on the door.
When his knuckles were about to meet the door’s surface, again, he got startled at the abrupt door opening. He didn’t even have time to understand what was happening when he was grabbed by his shoulders and pulled aggressively inside.
“What a…”, but his words faded into a…A kiss? Someone shut him up with a kiss?
And he knew very well who that someone might be. He could never mistake that sweetness that he missed and dreamed of for so many days and nights…But how? What? Why? How?
It was hard to focus on questions, when sparks were flashing in all directions.
He felt hands on the back of his neck grabbing at the ends of his hair, while his lips getting bitten and sucked like by a hungry vampire.
Unexpectedly, the hands drifted to his hips, settling there and pulling him closer. Yibo inhaled sharply and hesitantly looked up at him. At him, as at his BROTHER!
Or, he was not his…
However, before he could ponder about it further, Zhan Zhan yanked him to his chest and covered his mouth with his in an even more hungry kiss than before.
As their lips crushed together, Yibo released a low moan from his throat.
In the moment he pressed his lips harder against Zhan’s, he felt his body loosen and hands clutching onto his shoulders. He opened his eyes to come into the view of Zhan’s beautiful face bathed in salty, hot tears.
They broke away after what seemed like ages and Zhan looked at him with eyes that steal your breath while looking through your soul and breathed out:
“I missed you so damn much!
I love you so damn much!
We are free, you will find out everything in a while…Ah, for now just let me melt into your hug, let me feel you, kiss you one more time.”
“We are free?
Free, you mean, as we are not brothers?
I thought I would die from missing you!
Damn, I have actually died, and now I came to life again!”, Yibo shouted, biting onto Zhan’s bottom lip.
But he halted abruptly with a loud gasp, at the sight coming into his peripheral vision: they were not alone in the room, but a man was sitting in the office chair, making himself busy with some documents from the desk…probably the doctor he spoke on the phone with.
He stepped back from his sweetheart’s embrace, even if reluctantly, and coughed awkwardly, keep bowing:
“We apologize, we are so sorry, we didn’t know there was someone in here.”
“Don’t mind my presence and don’t worry Mister Wang Yibo! My good friend Zhan Zhan told me everything about you, and I must admit that he didn’t lie when describing you. I’m so happy for him, and for you, too, of course!
Come take a seat here, you have something to watch, while me and Zhan will go see his father and Missis Xiao, after that.”, the doctor smiled widely at the confused Yibo, while standing up and pointing to his chair.
Zhan grabbed his dizzy Yibo’s hand and squeezed it comfortingly:
“I’m sorry for my rudeness, I just couldn’t help myself, even though I knew that we were not alone. But allow me to introduce you to each other.
This is Mister Wang DaBo, my high-school second best friend, besides Xia Ziguang whom you have already met. Guang-Guang and DaBo will be both my best men at our wedding.
And this is Mister Wang Yibo, my husband, well, my future husband. Only if he will accept my second proposal, because the first one didn’t go as well as I’d have wished for.
But I will propose to him in private, I don’t want to embarrass him again in my friend’s presence, ha, ha.”
The doctor’s pager announced to him that he was required for an emergency, so he excused himself and told Zhan that he will come back as soon as he will be free again, to take him to see his both parents.
But the doctor didn’t leave before asking Mister Wang Yibo, who was close to fainting, if he was feeling alright, and offering him a glass of cold water from the small fridge.
Zhan leaded Yibo to the desk, asked him to take a seat and opened the computer:
“Bo-Bo, my love, DaBo is right, instead of explaining by myself, I think it will be easier for you to understand, if you will watch this.
It’s a short film in which my mother recorded herself a day before the surgery, probably thinking that she will never see me again because she is going to die. Thank God that she made it through! I’m so happy that she will get to meet you, I’m sure that she will love you.
My mother was helped by DaBo with the recording, who was her surgeon too, not only her attending physician. That’s why DaBo knows my whole story, partly from my mother and the rest from me.
I will leave you alone now to watch it peacefully, I’m going to the lobby and wait for DaBo there.
You will understand everything from that film.”
Zhan couldn’t leave before leaning to plant an intense one last kiss onto Yibo’s lips, and Yibo didn’t mind at all, of course. On the contrary, he kissed him back hot, fiery, passionate and demanding, while inhaling deep, as Zhan’s very smell was flooding all of his senses.
“I must go now…It’s just that I can’t have enough of the way our lips fit like two puzzle pieces.”, Zhan murmured against Yibo’s addictive lips.
“I know. You are the half that makes me whole.
Ok, go now, see you later…”, Yibo whispered, dejectedly letting him go.
“What a beautiful lady, no wonder that her son is such a…oh, what should I call him? Maybe a God?”, Yibo mumbled, still drunk on endorphins, when on the screen appeared a woman sitting in the wheelchair and connected to a perfusion installation.
And the lady’s confession film began:
~TO BE CONTINUED~
A/n: The film’s summary will make another chapter, that I will try hard to not be waited for so long as this one. You know that I am sorry, don’t you? But believe me that I am the first who would like so much for things to get back to how they were at the times when I started writing these stories.
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