Yibo had been very nervous when his first students came to learn from him. He introduced himself briefly and simply, even though it was not really necessary, because every student at the Sky Academy knows who Yibo is and what he has already achieved in his life, even though he is still so young. And his students immediately made it clear to him that they wanted to have as much success as he had.

Two or three students even said that they wanted to surpass him. Therefore, in the first lesson, he first explained to all the students how hard and rocky his path was. And they listened to him as if spellbound. They had countless questions and were enthusiastic about it and very grateful that he even gave them many tips. And so it went with the following 3 groups of students.

After his dance lesson Yibo wanted to go to Zhan, who had to work two hours longer. But just as he was about to leave the training room, his cell phone rang. It had been the boss. He asked Yibo to come alone to a small café that is only 10 kilometers away in the next locality.

Of course, Yibo wanted to go immediately. But not without telling Zhan first. But what should he tell his husband about where he was going? On the way to the singing studio, he thought about something. When he arrived at the room, he knocked, entered and asked Zhan to come out for a moment. He said, "Um, I was going to ask you to drive home alone when you are done. I will join you later. I have my motorcycle here in the garage and I will ride it."

"Well, well. And why?" Asked Zhan.

"No reason. I just feel like taking advantage of the weather some more and riding around. On the way back, I can stop by the Korean restaurant and get us something for dinner."

"Yeah good do that. But I don't really feel like Korean today. Maybe you can stop by the Japanese place. Then you can bring us soba."

"Sure, no problem. And you're not mad at me that you have to drive home alone later?"

"No, I'm not. Have a good time."

"Thanks. See you later."

"Yeah see you later. Drive carefully." Replied Zhan. He gave Yibo a kiss and then went back into the room. Yibo was relieved that he hadn't blushed and that Zhan didn't realize he was lying to him. He didn't like doing it and promised himself he wouldn't do it again unless he absolutely had to. Like now, when the boss asked him not to tell Zhan.

He got his motorcycle from the employee garage and headed to Café Morning Star. Once there, the boss met him outside the front door. Immediately, Yibo asked him, "So? What's this about? Why did I have to come here alone?"

The Boss gestured through the glassed-in door to a couple sitting at one of the tables in the back. "These two want to talk to you." He said.

Since the couple was sitting there with their backs turned to him, he couldn't tell who they were. "And who are they?"

"You'll see when you go in and sit with them."

"But I..."

"Yibo, trust me. If they were any crazy or dangerous people, I wouldn't let you go in there."

"Alright. Are you coming?"

"No. I was specifically told that they wanted to talk to you alone."

"Okay." Replied Yibo. He had a uneasy feeling in his stomach. Who were these two and what do they want from him? He realized that he would only get the answers if he went in there. And finally, his curiosity was also so great that he opened the door, ordered a latte and then went to the couple's table with it.

When he arrived at the table and walked around it to the vacant chair, he could see their faces. He was completely stunned to see them. For these two were the people he was looking for. Zhan's biological parents!

Zhan's mother smiled when she saw Yibo and asked him to sit down. Yibo was really speechless and couldn't get a word out at the first moment. To greet them, he had simply bowed and then sat down at the table. "Sorry we have to meet like this." Said Zhan's father, handing Yibo a piece of chocolate cake.

"Um it's okay. I was looking for you guys. I was just on the phone with the boss this morning talking about you guys and looking for you, and suddenly you're sitting in front of me." Yibo replied, taking a bite of the pie slice.

"We know you were looking for us. We may not be top agents anymore. But we have our informants everywhere. That's why we know exactly who you are." Said Zhan's mother with a smile.

"You probably want to know now why we wanted to meet you alone in the first place, don't you?" Asked Zhan's father.

"Yeah, right."

"It will be best if we just tell you our story. And then we'll explain why we wanted to see you alone first." Said Zhan's mother. Yibo nodded, eager to hear their story.

Zhan's father began to tell. "At that time, our mission was to find evidence that the Milan Mafia was trying to expand their business to our country. For months, using our secret identities, we tried to gain the trust of the old boss and become involved in the business. We succeeded to a Large extent. And by largely, I mean that we did learn about a few deals. But they were not enough to be able to arrest the old Milan. So we tried to get even closer to the boss. But as it turned out, he had long since learned who we were. Because there was a traitor in our secret organization. Fortunately, we had managed to get one of old Milan's closest confidants on our side. He was our informant. And he informed us that Milan was going to make an attempt on our lives."

"We approached our boss and informed him that there was a traitor in our own ranks and that an assassination attempt would be made on us. He immediately had a plan ready for us. He had a device built into our car that made it possible for the car to be controlled at a distance. Then they put two bodies that looked like us in the driver's seat and passenger seat and the show could begin. By this time, my husband and I were already on our way to Switzerland. Our boss promised us that as soon as old Milan was arrested, we could come back. Unfortunately, we were not allowed to tell anyone the truth. And even more painful for us was that we could not take our son with us. Because then our alleged " passing away " would not have been believable anymore." Zhan's mother explained.

Zhan's father took over again. "We never intended to abandon our son. We always wanted to come home and raise him ourselves. But the months passed and nothing happened. Old Milan was still free and our son was grieving for us. At some point, after maybe 7 or 8 months, we couldn't stand it in Switzerland anymore and wanted to go home to our son. But in the meantime our boss had resigned from his position and was unreachable for us. In addition, there was this new boss, a former colleague of ours. And he forbade us to come back. He said that we were in some kind of witness protection and that we would put our son in danger if we came back."

"When we tried to come back anyway, we were arrested by agents who had been secretly watching us for months. They held us in an abandoned house. Our secret identities and our bank accounts were deleted. So we had no identification papers and no money. When we finally managed to escape after two months, we didn't know where to flee to. Without identity papers or money, we were trapped in Switzerland." Said Zhan's mother.

"After a week of practically living under a bridge, the Swiss police picked us up. There was allegedly a warrant for our arrest for serious robbery and attempted manslaughter. We were brought to trial in Switzerland with the identities we came into the country with. We could not even defend ourselves because we were not allowed to tell anyone who we really were. The prosecution had evidence of our alleged crimes and the judge sentenced us to 20 years in prison. We had to serve 20 years in different prisons until they released us back to freedom."

"My husband came to pick me up from the prison. We got a little money and a social apartment. Also, our probation officer got us jobs and new identification documents. We spent all our free time trying to make contact with our former boss, and contact with our former high-level bosses. It took a year, but we finally tracked down our former boss and made contact with him. He then helped us so that we could secretly come back here. Together with him, we then searched for the traitor from back then and something to prove that our "new" boss was to blame for us being imprisoned for 20 years."

"Well, and as it turned out, our bosses hadn't even been aware of what was happening to us at the time. They had no idea where we were or what we were going through. We got permission from them to investigate in secret. It took a while and the result did not really surprise us. My wife and I had already suspected that the new boss and the traitor, were one and the same."

"Of course, we have also kept an eye on our son since our return. As well as we could. We would have liked to go to him immediately. But we wanted to do it with a clear conscience. We wanted to be able to look him in the eye and explain everything to him. And well, after you happened to see us recently, we kind of knew that you would come looking for us. We know how much you love Zhan and that you would do anything to make him happy."

Yibo nodded. "Zhan is my dream man. And to be able to tell him that you are alive would make him more than happy."

"I think that's exactly what we wanted to hear. We weren't sure if he would want to see us again after all these years of having to believe we died in the accident." Replied Zhan's mother.

"You could have gone to see Zhan as soon as you returned. He would have even helped you with the investigation. He's an incredibly great and successful special agent. And I think secretly he knew you were alive anyway. He never wanted to talk about your death. And when he did talk about you, it was always as if you were still alive. You really shouldn't wait any longer." Said Yibo.

Yibo looked up from his empty cake plate to the counter, where there were still several delicious looking cakes. His eyes automatically went to the door as it opened. Yibo jumped up from his chair and cried out in shock, "Uh ZhanZhan? What, what are you doing here?" Zhan's parents looked like they had frozen.

"What do you think? I came to buy your favorite cake. I know you still like to snack after dinner. So why are you here?" Replied Zhan.

"Um. Surprise!?"

"Was that a question or a statement now?"

"Both?"

"Am I interrupting anything?"

"No. Come here ZhanZhan." Said Yibo. Zhan walked up to him, hugged him, and paused when he saw who the other two at the table were.

"Mom? Dad?" He asked. Zhan's parents stood up and hugged him, crying. Yibo's heart warmed up. And then he saw that Zhan didn't seem as surprised as Yibo had first assumed.

"Did you know they were alive?" Yibo asked.

Zhan's parents sat down, as did Zhan. The three looked at Zhan questioningly. "Yes, I knew. Just like you my dear, I also saw them a few weeks ago. And not just then. I saw them at least four or five times in the past year.

"And you kept that to yourself?" Yibo wanted to know outraged.

"Now don't pretend okay? You've been hiding it from me too. All I can tell you is I kept it to myself because I suspected there was a reason they weren't revealing themselves. I just knew when they were ready, they would come to me on their own. I'm just a little surprised that they contacted my husband first and not me."

"That was only because they wanted to find out from me if you could forgive them for not getting back to you all these years."

"Well, well. So how about I buy my sweetheart one more piece of cake now and 4 coffees and then you can tell me everything?" Zhan asked, turning to his parents. The two nodded in relief.

"ZhanZhan?"

"Yes Bo?"

"I'd like the piece of cake with the pineapple slice on top."

"Just the piece or something else?"

"Mhhh, maybe a fruit salad too?"

"You can have it. I'll be right back." Said Zhan and walked over to the counter.

"He's great isn't he?" Asked Yibo turning to his in-laws.

"Yes he is. A great, smart and caring man." Replied Zhan's father.

"And handsome he is. So incredibly handsome." Wondered his mother.

"Believe it or not. But he's getting more and more attractive every year." Yibo raved.

When Zhan returned to the table, Yibo pounced on his cake and fruit salad. Meanwhile, Zhan let his parents tell him everything they had been through in the past years. Afterwards, the four of them moved from the café to the Japanese restaurant, where they had dinner together.