Zixuan was supposed to drive home and drop them off before going to the company.
But an important meeting came up.
"We are going to Dad's company," Zixuan said as he stepped on the brake.
"Yeah!" An shouted excitedly.
Zixuan smiled as he drove straight to the company.
He drove into the car park.
"Dad, your company is big."
"Yeah."
After he properly parked the car, he got out.
He was about to open the car door for the twins.
As his hand gripped the back handle—
"Zixuan."
A familiar voice reached him, so familiar that even in his dreams he could recognize it.
Haoran.
He stood in shock, completely perplexed.
Why does he keep seeing him?
"Zixuan." Haoran called again, his footsteps getting closer. "Why did you leave yesterday?!"
Zixuan didn't turn.
Getting no response, Haoran demanded, "Answer me."
He felt the familiar warmth of Haoran's hand grip his wrist.
"Let go," Zixuan said quietly.
