Recently, Officer Wang Yul was all Dr Xiao Zeng could think about whenever he had time. Apart from assisting surgeries and his regular practice, he would find himself looking forward to replying to Yul's messages.
They were simple texts like 'Had breakfast?' or 'How's work?' but enough to make him feel warm.
They both had regular sleepovers, sometimes at Zeng's place but mostly at Yul's. It was more convenient that way. It became evident from the increasing sets of clothes they had at each other's apartment along with other necessities in the sets of two.
Zeng liked being at Yul's place; he liked being with Yul. Things were becoming so frighteningly natural between them that Zeng found himself dazing more often than ever. However, that never came in between his work. He was diligent a
