Yibo woke up at midnight when he felt someone beside him was trembling. He got up and saw Zhan was shivering badly. He put his hand on Zhan's forehead to feel the temperature.

"The temperature is not high," Yibo exclaimed as the temperature was normal but Zhan was shivering. "Why are you shivering?" Yibo said to himself more than asking Zhan.

He gently removed Zhan's shirt and cleaned the wound. Then he tore his jacket and bandaged Zhan's wound. As Yibo was bandaging Zhan's wound, the latter was mumbling something in his dream while he kept shivering.

"Yibo..." Zhan mumbled. "Don't leave me...please..." Zhan stirred in his sleep.

"I am here. I won't leave you." Yibo said lying beside Zhan and hugging him.

When Yibo hugged Zhan, perhaps the latter felt the warmth he needed and stopped shivering. Yibo smiled and hugged the other tightly as drifted into a deep sleep.

Zhan woke up feeling empty and cold. He extended his arm with his closed eyes to feel this lover beside him but the place was empty. Zhan at once sat up with a jerk. His eyes scanned the entire room but didn't find Yibo. An unknown fear overtook him. Though there was a pain due to the wound, he ignored it and rushed outside. He stood spellbound to see the scene that welcomed him.

Wang Yibo was standing outside, enjoying the light chill in the environment while the warm morning sun rays touched his soft face making him look like an angel. A faint smile appeared on Zhan's lips as he rushed to Yibo and hugged him from the back.

"Huh? Zhan?" Yibo uttered when he found a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist protectively.

"Mn." Zhan hummed as he nuzzled in the crook of the other's neck while yearning a chuckle from Yibo. "I missed you."

"Zhan, we slept together and you already missed me?" Yibo asked as he turned towards Zhan. "How is your wound? Does it hurt much?" Yibo said looking worriedly at Zhan while the latter pulled him into a hug. "Zhan?"

"Yibo..." Zhan hugged him tightly. "I am so afraid to lose you." Zhan putting his head on Yibo's shoulder.

"Zhan?" Yibo suddenly touched Zhan's forehead only to find that his body temperature was not normal. "You have a fever!" Yibo exclaimed and broke the hug. "You should take rest," Yibo said dragging Zhan inside and making him lay on the couch. "Don't move. I already brought some herbs for your wound as well as for your fever." Yibo said taking the leaves he brought. "Luckily I guessed that you might have a fever and brought these before you woke up." Yibo shook his head as he started to grind the leaves to make it a fine paste.

"What? You went alone?" Zhan looked at Yibo with his eyes widened.

"Yes," Yibo said checking the paste he made. "Luckily Meng Yao wasn't there. So I had a good look at the paths. I think we can get out of these wood easily." Yibo said washing his hand with little water. "Remove your shirt now, I need to apply this paste on your wound."

"Why don't you remove it yourself?" Zhan smirked.

"I removed it myself twice," Yibo said rolling his eyes. "It's not new to me. Now open your shirt."

"You are so unromantic." Zhan scoffed and removed his shirt while Yibo chuckled seeing the other's expressions. "By the way, where is my phone? I need to phone Bowen."

"Here," Yibo said fishing the phone from his pocket. "It has a 5% charge left."

"Ah?" Zhan's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline. "Why? I thought life is life but now it looks like my life is becoming a drama." Zhan scoffed. He sent a message to Bowen saying 'find us'.

"Why do you suddenly think your life is becoming a drama?" Yibo said taking some about of herbal paste in his fingers to apply it on Zhan's wound.

"I have seen a number of dramas that when you get trapped in a forest or in an elevator or in a dark room, only and only then either your phone battery dies or you cannot phone others." Zhan internally sighed. "And it's happening NOW." Zhan made a miserable face." See, just see, my phone battery died too."

"Its okay Zhan." Yibo smiled. "I am going to apply the medicine. Hm?"

Zhan smiled and Yibo proceeded to apply for the medicine. As Yibo's medicine coated finger touched Zhan's wound, the latter flinched.

"Does it hurt?" Yibo asked worriedly.

"Yes." Zhan said moving back. "Are you sure it's medicine or poison?"

"Zhan!" Yibo looked at him with disbelief in his eyes. "How did you think that I will apply poison on your wound? Do I look that cruel!?"

Zhan was about to say something when Yibo captured Zhan's lips. Zhan smiled in the kiss and gently held Yibo's nape, deepening the kiss. When Yibo realized that Zhan completely lost himself in the kiss, he gently applied the medicine to his wound while kissing him. Zhan moaned in the when the medicine touched his wound, but the kiss was so distracting that he lost himself in the kiss and allowed Yibo to apply the medicine.

After applying the medicine, Yibo broke the kiss and looked into Zhan's eyes.

"You are so tricky," Zhan said narrowing his eyes.

"Of course, my love." Yibo smiled. "Its 5 am now, I think we should escape. Otherwise, your fever may worsen and we may get caught by Meng Yao." Yibo said buttoning Zhan's shirt and the latter nodded.

As Zhan stood up, he suddenly stumbled. Yibo immediately caught him.

"Zhan, are you okay?" Yibo asked him worriedly.

"I am okay," Zhan said weakly.

Yibo understood that Zhan's condition wasn't that good. He put his arm Zhan's shoulder to support him while they started proceeding in the woods. Yibo carefully carried Zhan while observing every single movement and sounds in the forest. The more they walked, the more clingy Zhan became.

Yibo kept looking at Zhan who became weaker than before. His steps became unsteady while his body felt hot. Suddenly Yibo heard footsteps rushing towards them. Yibo's brows got knitted and he gently made Zhan sit in the bushes.

"Stay here," Yibo said softly. "Don't come out."

"Yibo, you...you cannot face them alone," Zhan said looking worriedly at Yibo. "I cannot leave you alone."

"Believe in me, Zhan," Yibo said cupping Zhan's face gently. "I have a feeling that someone will come to our help." Yibo gave an assuring smile.

Yibo then came out of the bushes and sat on a huge rock, waiting for the unknown steps to find him. After a few minutes, Meng Yao came with his men.

"Wow! You are here." Meng Yao smirked. "Where is your so-called protective friend? Did he already left you or..." Meng Yao arched his brow. "...died?"

"Meng Yao, first of all, it's none of your business," Yibo replied calmly while a confident smirk spread on his face. "Secondly, I am here alone. So, I think we should make a deal." Yibo walked towards Meng Yao.

"Deal?" Meng Yao arched his brow. "It looks like you are good at business."

"Of course." Yibo chuckled. "I am heir of Wang Corporation."

"What's the deal?" Meng Yao said feeling amused at Yibo's confidence.

"First of all, tell me why do you hate Zhan and like me?" Yibo said crossing his arms across his chest.

"Simple." Meng Yao chuckled. "Xiao Zhan is an arrogant bastard who kept meddling in my business. He kept snatching away whatever is mine." He growled. "And talking about you, I have never met such a soft person like you. So I cannot resist you."

"Great explanation. I like it." Yibo said making an impressive expression. "But, I think you should throw out your idea of hurting Zhan. Because he is mine now."

"Yours!?" Meng Yao chuckled bitterly. "How come he became yours? And yesterday the wound created by me on his body will surely push him to the brink of death."

"Meng Yao, do you think you will just escape by killing Zhan and kidnapping me?" Yibo arched his brow. "If you are thinking so, then please forget about it," Yibo said casually. "Because you cannot even touch a single strand of my hair."

"So confident." Meng Yao smirked. "Guys, what are you waiting for? Catch him and take him to my mansion."

Yibo smirked as he moved a few steps back, creating a safe distance between him and the men. Yibo was an expert in martial arts. He quickly calculated the distance and planned his moves.

The men circled Yibo and he realized that the men were standing almost at the distance away from Yibo forming a circle. 'Fools!' Yibo thought as he positioned himself.

Yibo had a slim figure which made him look like he cannot protect himself, but in reality, it was a king in Martial arts.

One of the men came running in order to punch Yibo's face. Yibo stood straight with a smile waiting for the fist to come closer to him. When he felt that the fist was almost a few inches away from him, he just moved his body at 90° angle sideways, causing the man to lose his balance and the fist landed on the man who was standing behind Yibo.

This enraged the other men. That time, two men attacked Yibo. They were about to punch Yibo, but the later lowered his body and kicked a man on his knees while pushed the other with elbow, causing both of them to fall.

"Why are giving him a chance? Attack together." Meng Yao shouted.

The men glared at Yibo. As they were about to attack Yibo, Yibo felt a warm back touching his back.

"Zhan!?" Yibo gasped as Zhan held a fist of a man, stopping his blow. "Why did you come out?"

"I cannot leave you with these jerks," Zhan replied coldly.

"It looks like the poison worked well on you." Meng Yao chuckled.

"Poison?" Yibo gasped.

"Yes, sweetheart." Meng Yao chuckled. "The knife which caused his wound had poison on it."

"I never thought that gangsters are real idiots," Zhan smirked. "If it had the poison, then why am I not dead yet?" Zhan twisted the fist he was holding and the man winced in pain. "Meng Yao, let me give you an advice. Please check the poison's function before you officially use it." Zhan stumbled upon finishing his last words.

"Zhan!" Yibo held him by his hand. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yes." Zhan struggled to speak as a type of darkness started to invade him while his vision became blurry.

Meng Yao smirked as both of them lost their focus on the attack. Taking the opportunity, Meng Yao took his knife and was about to attack Zhan, suddenly a bullet entered into Meng Yao's upper arm making him lose his balance.

Everyone looked at the direction from where the bullet came from.

"B-Bowen," Zhan mumbled before the darkness invaded him and his eyes got closed.

"Zhan!" Yibo screamed as Zhan's body became motionless.

"Run!" Meng Yao shouted and he along with all of his men fled from there.

Li Bowen rushed to Wang Yibo who was holding Zhan's body.

"Zhan?" Bowen called out, shaking Zhan gently. "What happened to him?"

"He...he got wounded by a knife." Yibo shuttering as his voice cracked.

Bowen narrowed his eyes while his eyes brows got knitted. He touched Zhan's wound and smelt the dry blood. Immediately his eyes widened as if he recognized something.

"What happened?" Yibo asked.

"It's a lethal poison!" Bowen blurted out.

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1. I have published Xue Yang X Reader book yesterday. Its title is THE MISSION. Please check if you have time. Its the first time I am trying to write on historical fantasy genre. So I am a bit nervous about it. Please do have a look and let me know if you guys can feel the story.

2. Sorry for typing mistakes.

3. English is not my first language, so please compromise.

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