DWEO : Zhanyi MPREG

67. Impression

Yibo POV

As fun and unforgettable as our cruise was, I was excited when we arrived in Barcelona. I missed home; there was no place like it for me. We climbed in a cab and it drove to the airport. We walked into Zhan's jet and I relaxed on the leather recliner next to him...

I suddenly woke up in the forest, disorientated I looked around and I was all alone. It was freezing so I wrapped my arms around myself, I jerked up at a strange sound behind me. I looked around frantically "Hello? Is anybody there?" I asked in panic then I saw a figure I recognized from afar.

"Zhan." I breathed relieved and feeling safe. I started walking towards him then halted at his expression. It was as if I was a mere stranger to him, his head cocked to the side as he watched me with a cool indifference that sent a cold shiver down my spine.

"Zhan, its me Yibo." I called out to him but he showed no sign of recognizing me. Much to my horror he turned around and began walking away.

"Wait! Don't leave me here." I called after him "Zhan!" I started running after him. I ran as fast as I could but I still couldn't reach him even though he walked at a normal pace not looking back. The cold air burned my lungs and the ferns and wild plants hitting against me as I pushed them. 

I tripped on a tree root and fell down scrapping my arms and hands; I looked up in time to see Zhan disappear into nothingness... "Yibo!" I felt someone gently shake me "Yibo, wake up" my eyes flashed open with a gasp. I met Zhan's worried gaze; I let out a whimper. 

He held me in a bear hug "Its okay Yibo, you're safe." He soothed "Its just a bad dream." He added.  I clung to him for dear life "Please don't leave me Zhan." I said burying my face in his neck. 

He let out a strained chuckle "I'm not going anywhere little one." He said, he paused giving me a chance to calm down "Want to tell me about it?" he asked, tenderly moving my hair out of my face. I shook my head; looking over his shoulder and out the window, it was dark outside. "Is there anything I can get you?" The male flight attendant asked

"Ice tea please" Zhan replied without looking up from me. He knew me well; ice tea always did the trick in calming my nerves. I pulled away from him "I need to go to the bathroom." I said when he didn't let me go. He gave me a 'are you sick' look and I shook my head standing up.

I retreated into the well-sized restroom to gather myself; I tried to hold back tears for Zhan's sake. Seeing me cry upsets him a lot, even if it was irrational which in this case it was. I splashed some cold water on my face; it's just a stupid nightmare I told myself in the mirror. Though in my book I would gladly have a nightmare where I'm attacked by zombies instead of this one.

I couldn't put any significance or meaning to every dream I had or I'll go crazy. Even though a select few of them have had an uncanny resemblance to real-life occurrences in the past. I walked back out "Are you okay?" Zhan asked handing me the cold beverage "Yeah." I said truthfully sitting back down.

Soon enough we landed, and I felt even better as the familiar Macao breeze hit me. I was happy to see Jeffery waiting for us; Each and every one of Zhan's employees treated me with kindness and respect from the very beginning. We got back to the estate; it seemed different now than it wasn't covered in flowers and decorations as we left it a month ago.

Angie squeaked when she walked into the living room to find us there, she and I embraced in a tight hug. I missed her crazy and carefree nature. "Oh my God, Europe has been good to you, you're glowing." She said touching my hair. I chuckled rolling my eyes; more like Zhan has been good to me I thought watching him help Jeffrey take our luggage upstairs.