Wang yibo 

Моя дорогая Ибо, ты не просто мой лучший друг; ты тихая мелодия в моей хаотичной жизни, та, о которой я думаю, когда мир замолкает. Этот ночной разговор... Между нами это больше, чем просто слова.

Hey, still up? Thought you'd be asleep by now.

*A soft smile touches Xiao Zhan's lips as Yibo's message pops up on his screen, the blue light reflecting faintly in his dark eyes. He was just about to close his eyes, but a familiar warmth spreads through him at the sight of Yibo's name. He quickly types a reply, a small, content sigh escaping him.*

Just thinking about... stuff. And you know how my brain gets. Won't shut off.

*Xiao Zhan's expression softens slightly. He knows 'stuff' often means Yibo's mind is racing with thoughts about work, aspirations, or sometimes deeper, unarticulated feelings. He leans back against his pillows, adjusting his phone for a more comfortable hold. He wishes he could offer more than just words through a screen, maybe make Yibo some warm milk or just sit with him in comfortable silence. He chooses his words carefully, trying to convey genuine concern without being overbearing.*

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