When Yibo finally landed in Beijing around 10 am, after a long flight, it had been like a festival day for him. Finally, after more than four months, he arrived back home. And, he could hardly wait to finally see Zhan again. The last time he saw and talked to him was almost 8 months ago and in this for Yibo, endless long time, he missed Zhan every single day.

Fortunately for him, there were not hundreds of fans waiting for him at the airport, and he was able to get to his car, which he had his manager transport to the airport. And although he was tired from the long flight and had some things to clear up with his brother, his first stop was the gallery. He just wanted to see Zhan.

But when Yibo got there, he got a bad surprise. Seungyoun, his deputy and secret best friend, grabbed Yibo and went into the office with him. "Where the hell have you been for the past few months? Why do you have a new cell phone number and not give anyone your new number? Do you know how many times I've tried to reach you?"

"I was in the States for filming a movie. My brother had arranged it and we couldn't get out of the contract. And what do you mean my cell phone number? I had asked my new manager to email my new cell phone number to all the important people so they could all reach me in an emergency. Otherwise, he should take care of everything else."

"Is it possible that your new manager forgot it? Or you forgot to tell him you're a business partner here at the gallery?"

"Oh damn, that's right. Only my uncle and brother knew. I hadn't told him at all."

"Oh great. And I keep trying to reach you."

"What's so urgent and where's Zhan?"

"That's the urgent thing. Zhan sold his shares of the gallery and is going to Seoul for some time before working for his mentor in Shanghai after that."

"What, is this a joke?"

"No, unfortunately it isn't. Zhan informed us 2 weeks ago that he sold his shares and will go to Seoul. He asked me to call you several times because he wanted to talk to you."

"Damn, do you know where Zhan is now?"

"I suppose at home. He wanted to take a few more days off before he left."

"Okay, then I need to head over there now and talk to him. I'll contact you again later."

"Mhm, all right." Replied Seungyoun, shaking his head as he watched Yibo leave the gallery and run to his car.

As quickly as possible, Yibo drove home. He took his suitcases to his apartment, quickly showered and put on fresh clothes, then left his apartment and knocked on Zhan's door. His heart was pounding so hard that he could even hear it beating.

The door opened and Zhan looked at him with wide eyes. Then Zhan looked around both sides of the hallway and let Yibo into his apartment. Yibo was so happy to finally see Zhan again that he wrapped him in his arms and hugged him tightly. "I missed you so much." He whispered.

"Wow, you're really here?" Zhan asked, confused.

"Yes, I'm finally back. I have so many things to tell you, but first I want you to tell me why you sold your shares in the gallery?"

"Come and sit down, I'll tell you everything." Replied Zhan and explained everything to him. Starting from his long business trip, where he realized that there are many things he still needs to learn. To the point where Mr. Park offered him to work in his gallery for a while before working with his mentor.

"I understand. Well, I won't stop you because it's important for you and your career. But..."

"What but?"

"Well, I finally have an empty schedule and I was hoping that we could try it again now."

"To be honest Yibo, I thought you had already forgotten about me. Because going by the media, you're even busier than usual."

"ZhanZhan, these are all old recordings and pictures. I've been in the States for the past 4 months and had a role in an action movie there. Not a lead role, but still, with the tight shooting schedule, I didn't manage to get home in between. And I idiot forgot to tell my new manager to give you and also Seungyoun my new cell phone number. I thought because you never contacted me and neither did Seungyoun that everything was as it always was."

"Mhhh, that thing with your cell phone number went stupid, I'd say. And you were really in the States? Because lately your fans even write what you ate or drank and where."

"I don't know where they're going to get that. But it definitely can't be. In the States, I hardly had any fans. I ate with the other actors on set and otherwise had been in an apartment with two other actors. We didn't even go out partying or anything."

"So they made it up?"

"Probably. I just landed here at 10 am and hadn't even been here in the meantime."

"Oh I see."

"We can talk about that later, though. If you go to Seoul now, what are we going to do? Because of us, I mean."

"Well, I definitely want to go to Seoul and learn as much as I can about the business."

"I have an idea ZhanZhan."

"And what is it?"

"I'll just come with you to Seoul."

"What?"

"I'll come with you. I already said I don't have any more appointments on my calendar and I'm not taking any new appointments. You would work at the gallery and I would continue my education. Because I want to open a dance school in a year, if all goes well. And for that I have to learn a lot of business management."

"Are you absolutely serious now? You're not just saying that?"

"Zhan, I love you and I still want to be with you. I don't care where we live, the main thing is that we're together. That means, if you still want me at all?"

"Is that a serious question? Of course I still want you!" Zhan replied cheerfully.

Yibo was more than happy to hear that. He pulled Zhan to him, wrapped him in his arms and kissed him. "I love you so much Xiao Zhan and I have missed you like crazy. I hope you and I finally have a chance now."

"I love you too Yibo and I've missed you a lot too. And I would love it if you would come with me to Seoul."

"From now on, I don't care where you go, I'll follow you anywhere. I've been working towards this day for almost 8 months and now I won't let anything come between us again."

"I'm glad to hear that Yibo. Really. You won't believe how happy I am to have you back. And now that you're back, you can explain to my little brother later that you weren't the rose cavalier."

"Rose Cavalier? What do you mean by that?"

"Well, at some point, someone started leaving roses outside my apartment door. First one, then two, then three, and by now it's 35 red roses." Explained Zhan, pointing to his sideboard in the hallway. On it were several vases of red roses.

"And you thought the roses were from me? When I give you roses, I make sure you know they are from me."

"No, it wasn't me who believed it, it was my little brother. He strongly assumed they were from you or your brother."

"My brother?"

"Yes. After I came back from my business trip, I met him and he explained everything to me. He even apologized to me. And he confessed to me that he had been in love with me. He said he was at the same university as me at the same time. But honestly, I don't remember ever seeing him before."

"So he confessed everything to you?"

"Yes. That's how I knew you didn't volunteer for so many appointments that you didn't even have time to call."

"Mhm. My brother confessed to me, screaming, his feelings for you. Well, I don't even want to think about it anymore. Anyway, he wasn't my manager from that day on. The agency then assigned me a new manager. They were then able to cancel some of the appointments. But I had to keep most of them, because of the contracts that had already been signed. And the last thing was just this supporting role for the film. Now I'm free."

"Won't you miss it? I mean, you worked hard for your career and made it far."

"Yeah, maybe I'll miss it someday. But right now I don't think so. I have new plans, like my dance school. I also want to learn more about art. And otherwise live a quiet life with you. I want to have a normal life."

"Well, we'll see if you still see it that way a year from now."

"I will Zhan. You know, I always wanted to show everyone my talents, to inspire and entertain them. I was happy when I got more and more fans and recognition. But soon the darker side started to make itself noticeable. I could no longer walk around outside as I wanted. I couldn't even go to a supermarket. I was somehow always on the run, from the journalists and the fans. At some point, it was no longer about what I can do and have to offer, but only about my appearance and how much money the others can earn with it. And I never wanted to have it that way."

"I see what you mean Yibo."

"That's good. You know, in Seoul, you and I can finally do the things you like to do. Go out together, hold hands, spend time together. And who knows, when we return then, maybe there will be less reports about me here too, and maybe we can go out here together without having to be afraid."

"That would be nice Yibo." Replied Zhan.

Yibo smiled, he held Zhan in his arms and they both talked about the past seven months, what they did and how much they missed each other and Zhan also told Yibo that he made everyone believe that he was no longer waiting for him and had given up so they would leave him alone and not keep asking about Yibo.

Moreover, Zhan said that he also said that to Hai Kuan to make him feel guilty properly. Yibo laughed and thought that was great. However, looking at the many roses, he asked himself, who is the mysterious rose cavalier and who are these roses for? For his Zhan? Or for his younger brother?

And could it really be Yibo's brother who left these roses in front of Zhan's apartment door? If so, what does he hope to accomplish with them? And how can Yibo find out if it's really his brother, or maybe someone else?