In a mellow and dark room, lies a weak Hou Jianhong. As Hou Jianhong slowly opens his eyes, a vivid structure of a young man appeared in the seemingly low light.
Slowly approaching Hou Jianhong, a husky low voice came out of the young man's dry and thin lips. "Jian-gege. You're finally awake."
Hou Jianhong raised his head and sitted up right in the bed, leaning against the bed head. He slowly massaged the in between of his dark and thick eyebrows.
He opened his eyes and saw that the young man had already came close to him to a distance of hearing their own breath.
Hou Jianhong jumped a little as if surprised. The young man found Hou Jianhong's reaction as adorable. With a grinning lips curled towards both sides of his face, he distant himself just a mere inch and spoke in a low and pleading voice, "Jian-gege, will you really not accept me?" Looking up with a puppy eyes. Hou Jianhong couldn't seem to take his eyes off of the young man. As if pulled by a magnet, he suddenly hugged the young man.
The young man froze as his face turned cherry red, along with his grin fading away. "JinJin, I'm sorry." Hou Jianhong apologized sincerely.
Hou Jianhong had realize that it was his close childhood friend, Cheng Jinhai. But something weird can be seen within the appearance of the young man. 'He looks... Older?' Hou Jianhong spoke in his mind.
Hou Jianhong pulled away slowly as he examined the build of the young man.
A masculine build with great biceps, a broad yet soft shoulder, a neck which burns to the slightest hint of sunlight, a lower half which made the examiner's head turn on 360°, a face of a prince, and most of all, an eye of a doe. 'Nothing's changed...' Though surprised, Hou Jianhong managed to stay calm.
Cheng Jinhai in the current state was flustered as if a beautiful maiden had carressed him.
Hou Jianhong was speaking the truth. The jet black hair with a graduation haircut compliments his masculine yet soft jawline. His nose like a knifes point, his eyes that could pull any person within its sight. His thin and curved lips that everyone long for. His looks in general are mesmerizing, intoxicating, endearing, and fantasizing. He is, as Hou Jianhong described, an attractive young man.
Hou Jianhong thought for a moment, 'what happened to the wimpy kid back then?' Closing his eyes as if unconvinced, letting out a small sigh in disbelief. He spoke in a low voice as if murmuring to himself, "Joni-didi, your face stayed but your body changed so much." Still unable to open his eyes.
"My love for you stayed as well." As Cheng Jinhai said what he had to, he calmed himself and stood up rushing towards the door that opens up to a pitch black darkness.
As the young man walked away from him, everything around him went dark. He unwillingly closed his eyes while reaching out for something as if he doesn't want to let go.
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His bed felt more comfortable somehow. As Hou Jianhong slowly opened his eyes, a hint of sunlight brightened his languorous face.
He woke up in his condominium. The room looks spacious, filled with great furniture and expensive decorations. His massive bed that could fit four grown men. The wall that is filled with golden luxurious accents compliments the darkish colors of the room.
Hou Jianhong sat up right on the side of his bed still in a daze. "Another one of that dream again... That makes it the third this year..." He murmured to himself while wiping off the drool from his cherry chapped lip.
His phone buzzed signaling a message. He slowly grabbed his phone to check the message. As he open his phone, multiple notifications had popped up. One that outstand the other notifications were the message of his secretary. It wrote, 'Sir, you seem to be unreachable. But just to let you remind, there is a flight that you need to catch.' Hou Jianhong rose up hurriedly and strives his way to the bathroom after checking the time.
'8:24' He need to get to the plane in an hour. It takes atleast more than an hour to get to the airport from where he resides.
'Shit, shit, shit!!! I need to hurry!' Hou Jianhong thought, still in a rush. He needs to be there! If he can't make it, the plane will leave with his chance but without his body. He can't loose the chance. It will be too late if so.
After almost an hour of driving, he arrived at the airport. Luckily, he got on the plane just on the last call. If he didn't make it 'till the last call, he would've killed himself right on the spot. He just can't loose his one and only chance.
Upon arriving in the airport as to where he was heading, he got out safely out of the plane with two bodyguards guarding from behind him.
Hou Jianhong was dressed in all Prada accessories and clothing. A luxurious man he is. The slim fit twill blazer compliments his outstanding body shape. A broad shoulders with thin waist that looked so fragile. His legs are built like a tower in illusion to make him look tall. Any man in their mid-twenties could never look more handsome than Hou Jianhong.
As he stepped out of the airport, multiple guards had waited for his return. With a shiny black limousine that was opened for him, everyone would recognize who the man in black suit was. And of course, it was none other than the son of the wealthiest chairman of a well-known company in China, Hou Jianhong.
Many of his supporters are there. May it be young or old, male or female, handsome or beautiful, they're there waiting patiently as soon as the news reported that the heir of the Hou Company was sure to return home. It is said that he had been sent to America to study finance and business to further expand his knowledge about his father's company.
Young and knowledgeable he is, there is one thing that is considered a flaw about him. And that is, "He was never good at dealing with an opposing enemy! Yes, he's great when it comes to knowledge, but when it comes to competitions, he becomes a dilly-dolly!" An unbeatable comment from Hou Jianhong's older sister, Hou Jianjie.
Feeling dejected, Hou Jianhong couldn't agree more. Everytime there is a settlement for competitions against other companies, he's just as numb as a rock on an untouched shore.
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Hours had passed since his arrival. The Hou Family was beyond delightened to see their golden child after almost five years. Welcoming the soon-to-be CEO of their family, they threw a small party.
The party was amazing, like one would enjoy and chose not to leave anytime soon. Many wealthy businessmen came to the home-coming party held for the heir of the Hou Family. Among the crowded people that are enjoying their drinks and dance, only one person caught Hou Jianhong's sight. It was his one and only childhood friend, Cheng Jinhai.
Hou Jianhong approached Cheng Jinhai with a thought that this young man is a son of one of the wealthy businessman among the guests. He tapped Cheng Jinhai's shoulder, "Do you mind?" Raising up his wine glass offering to drink with the young man. Cheng Jinhai froze as he came up close with his one and only first and last love. And after five years, he might've done something to his body and appearance that his own loved one couldn't seem to remember him.
After a short while, he looked up at Hou Jianhong in hopes for him to remember his dreary eyes. As if wind gushes out his soul, his bones turned numb as Hou Jianhong looked at him with indifference. The smile on Hou Jianhong's face faded, which struck a chord on Cheng Jinhai's brain. 'Maybe he remembered how he hated me...' Cheng Jinhai, while looking down on his own shoes like a loyal puppy who got scolded by his unfaithful owner.
"Just kidding! Haha, you thought." Hou Jianhong joked while chuckling like an old man who saw a cute cat.
He found Cheng Jinhai's face expressions endearing and adorable. As if annoyed, Cheng Jinhai looked at Hou Jianhong with anger. His puppy doe eyes turned to an angry siren eyes, with his lips slightly pouting. "Not funny." He replied as to indicate the joke was actually not funny.
Hou Jianhong patted Cheng Jinhai's back, leaning towards his ear as he whispered in a low and husky voice, "You've grown well." The words that was whispered in his ear, struck Cheng Jinhai down to his knees.
Hou Jianhong withdraw from Cheng Jinhai's flushed ear and shouted lowly, "We've got a lot to keep up, yeah?" One hand pulling Cheng Jinhai close to him with one hand holding his wine glass. His face grinning and smiling as if to display his amusement.
And just like that, the frustrated young gentlemen in their twenties, finally reunited. The chance that had been mentioned earlier could have been this... Or so, we thought. There's just so much events that had happened these past few years of being apart.