Yixing had lost all sense of time. What was time? Why did it exist if you could easily lose it? 

He didn't really have any memories of what had happened after his conversation with Guo Ling. He was pretty sure that the men who had beaten him up previously had dragged him out of his place and chucked him in a van. He thinks he could remember the van pulling up, but he didn't know where he was- having been blindfolded the minute the back of the van was open. 

That was all he could really remember. Everything was just one big blur. 

All Yixing knew was that the blindfold remained over his eyes for long periods of time, he also knew that his hands had been tied behind his back and against a post in a cold and damp room. 

Sometimes it would be deafly quiet, other times there would be faint laughter coming from another room. Unbeknownst to Yixing, Guo Ling would be constantly watching the news, always laughing at how lame the reports were on Yixing's disappearance, how bad the police were doing in the investigation... it just looked so funny to him that sometimes the laughter brought tears to his eyes! 

With all the time Yixing spent alone in the room, time seemed to just slip away from him. He no longer knew how long he had been in the place. Was it for just a few hours? Just a few days? Or was it even weeks and yet nobody had been able to find him yet? He just couldn't figure it out. 

Then there came the times where Yixing was able to take small glances of the place where he was being kept. Those were the times Guo Ling would mock him, mutter nonsense to him and where he got a beating or two before being left with a plate of disgusting looking, and tasting as Yixing would soon discover, food. 

Why hadn't anyone come to help him yet? 

Was there anyone out there even looking for him in the first place?

Did... did anyone even care that he was missing?

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The silence killed him.

Every moment he sat there in silence, the more Yixing thought that something was going to happen to him. Having one of his senses rendered useless, his other senses were only heightened, making the experience all the more terrifying for him. Every bump and noise around him, every scratch, it only made Yixing terrified that at any minute something would happen and he was probably going to die from it... 

With the all too familiar sound of the door opening to the room, Yixing prepared himself for the worst. He could hear the door open, but not shut. He could hear the pause in the foosteps, almost feel the eyes of the person on him. Then he heard the pace of the footsteps begin to increase until the person stopped just in front of him. 

Whatever they were planning to do, Yixing just wanted them to get it over and done with quickly

But nothing did happen to him. Instead Yixing could feel their hands gently holding his face, the action itself causing him to flinch back slightly, before the blindfold slowly came off. 

Waiting for his eyes to adjust to the sudden light, Yixing found himself blinking multiple times, waiting for the blurry figure in front of him to become not so blurry. He wanted to know who they were and what they planned to do to him. 

"Yixing" 

That voice... that voice sounded familiar... 

"Yixing, you okay?" 

Yixing quickly realised who it was in front of him even before his vision had cleared 

"Y-Yifan?" he called out, hearing said guy sigh in relief 
"Oh man I'm so sorry Yixing!" he exclaimed, hugging the guys head and holding it to his chest. Yixing couldn't quite believe that Yifan had come back for him... let alone come all this way to get him. 

"G-Guo Ling he... he kidnapped me and he, he beat me a-and starved me a-and-" Yixing wanted to get it all out, feeling himself begin to panic as he tried to tell Yifan everything that had happened, only for Yifan to gently shush him and slowly run his fingers through Yixing's hair in an attempt to calm him down. 

"You're alright Yixing, everything's alright. I'm gonna get you out of here and you'll get to a hospital where we'll tell the police everything" Yifan explained, releasing Yixing so he could untie his hands from the back of the post. 

"I-I don't think I'll be able to get very far" Yixing replied, wincing when both his arms fell to the floor with a thud, having no energy to hold them up 

Without saying another word, Yifan gently picked Yixing up and held him close, turning and walking out of the place as quickly as his legs could take him. Yixing felt at ease, like everything would be alright now that Yifan was back there with him. No longer did he have to fear having anything happen to him. The feeling quickly diminished when Yixing looked up to see a figure waiting for them down the hall, gun pointing straight at them. 

"Yifan!" 

No sooner had Yixing shouted that did the gun go off, Yifan managing to dodge the bullet and hide himself and Yixing from any further bullets 

"Well, well I must say Yifan, I was actually thinking that you wouldn't come back" came Guo Ling's voice, letting out a light chuckle 
"But of course you would come back. After all, you dont want anyone your precious Yixing do you?" as he began walking down the hall. 

"You did a good job; escaping from jail, managing to hide for a long time and then managing to get out of Beijing. All without anyone finding you? My, my how you've developed from the scrawny, little boy I last saw being sentenced" 

What was he doing? Why was he all talk no action? 

"Y-Yifan" Yixing whimpered, as Yifan set him down on the floor and placed a finger to his lips 

"I could let you go... let you flee and take Yixing with you, but we both know that's not possible. You know why I cant let you go, then there's poor Yixing; being unintentionally dragged into this. He's seen too much and knows too much. My poor, poor Yifan, I... I think this may be the day you die" 

Yixing could swear his heart was about to stop beating when Guo Ling stopped walking, right in front of where he and Yifan were hiding... 

Until the next chapter...