"Yibo...Yibo sweetheart wake up."

Yibo was in a dark place as he heard the voice of his mother urging him to wake up, but Yibo couldn't say a word, he felt like there was no tongue in his mouth, his body felt so heavy he felt like there was a weight of the thousand Kgs placed on his body.

"Stop being a lazy brat and move already,"

Ah his dad' rough and deep voice, ordered him to get up, he wanted to move, he wanted to move so badly but he couldn't

"Yibo!"
And then he heard the voice was his beloved the voice and face and smile that has been haunting him for so many years.

"Yibo!" the there voices said together and suddenly the darkness vanished and faint light was seen, when Yibo opened his eyes.

Yibo's body was drenched in sweat as he sat down on the bed, his head Ached like hell and his head felt heavy. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes invaded his nostrils.

Two empty bottles of alcohol were placed on the table beside his bed and an astray with at least twenty cigarette butts was placed in front of the alcohol bottles.

The same alcohol the same cigarettes ad the same dream, his life had stopped and seemed to be going on in a loop every day wake up and then have a glass of alcohol then get fresh and then have a cigarette and then get to work then come back take sleeping pills and if not them then work and then repeat.

When did life become so dull and bring is something he will never understand.

Yibo took a cold shower before he came got dressed and then wear his hearing device, that constant ringing sound in his ear just won't go away if he does not wear this device, after that he walked out of his room and got on his bike to go to work.

Yibo hates cars, he absolutely detests them after...

When Yibo reached the building he threw his keys to the guard who parked his bike while he casually walked inside the building.

As always many smiling faces greeted him, while he just gave them a small smile, there are times when he felt jealous to see people smiling.

He gets so jealous that he hates himself for it, there was a time when he used to smile like this as well but now, he has forgotten how to smile, or more like he has become so numb that he has forgotten how to feel emotions.

He is just an empty shell.

"Good morning Yibo" Haoxaun greeted him, as usual, he has been his right had to man since he came here, in this foreign land.

Yibo just gave him a slow nod before he walked to his office and sat on his desk,  a few minutes later Haoxuan bought some coffee for him, "today you have no meetings, just some paperwork."

Yibo looked at him and sighed," Thanks."

Haoxuan sighed and looked at Yibo for some time before Yibo  took a sip of his coffee and looked at him, "say it."

"Yibo...have you thought about...taking therapy again?"

Yibo didn't answer immediately, but he said after some time, "I am...not ready Haoxuan."

Haoxuan sighed, "Yibo, you are taking more sleeping pills, aren't you? I saw your medicines are finishing faster than they should.'

Yibo drank his coffee, "Even if I take them it's not like I can sleep, Hoaxuan...why are you wasting your time on me?"

Haoxuan smiled he wanted to give Yibo an honest answer that he cares for him and he can't see him like this anymore but he knows that Yibo knows this and yet he won't listen to him so he just smiled

"Well I am getting paid for it so why not?" he said and Yibo just looked at him, while he gave him a small nod and walked out.

Yibo focused on his work and after some time he leaned back on his chair and sighed, suddenly his phone rang.

Yibo has only a few numbers saved on his phone if not for contacting anyone or any important work Yibo would never use his phone.

Only Yuhai, Simon, Haoxuan, and Jiang Cheng had his number other than them Yibo never picked anyone else's call.

This time it was Simon who was calling him, so he picked up his call, "Hello." He said with a deep cold voice.

"Hello there, it's been a long time isn't it?" Simon said in his charming voice.

"What is it?" Yibo asked and heard a sigh from the other side.

"Firstly you never call and when I do why do you think that I am calling you for some work? I can call you to ask how you have been doing? whether you are alive or not."

Yibo leaned back and crossed one leg over the other, "I am alive and breathing...what else?"

"Aren't you going to ask how am I doing ?"

"How are you doing?" Yibo asked in his robotic voice.

"You know what leave it." Simon said from the other side and said, "I have news for you."

"Speak."

"A-Cheng's father passed away, you should come for his funeral at least," Simon said and Yibo finally showed some expression and sat straight.

"Simon I..."

"Yibo..." Simon said from the other side in a gentle voice, "It's been seven years..."

Sever years.

It has indeed been a long time, but for Yibo it is like an eternity.

Simon spoke from the other side, "It's been seven years and everyone misses you, mom also wishes to see you...come back, just for a few days..."

Simon spoke and Yibo sighed, "I don't think I..."

Before he could complete his sentence he heard another voice from the other side, "Just come you idiot my father died and this is how you show sympathy?

I am the biggest investor in your company and I have helped you a lot all this time so as a payback just come you idiot, or if you made me mad then you see."

"You don't sound too sad, on your father's demise."

Yibo heard a chuckle from the other side, "So should I cry in front of you, will you wipe my tears or say sweet words to me?"

Yibo became quiet, of course, he can't do that, so Jiang Cheng said, "I have already asked Haoxuan to book the tickets, so just come...if you really consider me a friend or else aunt Yuhai will give you a lecture, bye."

After the call was disconnected Yibo leaned back on his chair and sighed, going back?

Yibo has thought of going back many many times, to the place where was his home, where he was born raised, and where had so many good memories.

But he also had some of the worst memories over there, and the worst of that person.

Just the thought of seeing that person has this effect on Yibo, where his heart clenches he felt a knot in his stomach, even after seven years that painful feeling is still there.

Just the memories of that person are enough to open his old wounds then how will he face that person?

But then again how long is he going to run?

Author's note: Thoughts on the first chapter?