Only time will tell

Chapter 11: What Do I Feel?

The apartment was filled with darkness and quietness. I landed on my bed as I returned from the 18 hundreds. I didn't black out this time but my head was still banging in pain.

I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to find painkillers. I looked at the clock. 12 am, 25th august, 2020. Li Zian was coming tomorrow so I must get some sleep.

I layed on my covers. I felt the emptiness fill my heart as I was now all alone again. It is only one night, Li Zian will be here soon I told myself. I fell asleep.

The sound of trafic and construction work could be heard from outside. I woke up and checked the clock. 5 pm! I must have really needed sleep but what about Li Zian? Have he been by yet? What if I slept through his knocking?! Omg No, Xing Lei calm yourself, Li Zian would understand wouldn't he?

I went out and took a shower to freshen up. I thought that I should do some cooking now Li Zian was coming over. We could have some wine and discuss our next move. That is the least I can do after he took care of me for so long.

I hopped out the shower and found some clothes. It was nice to have my own clothes again. I didn't particularly liked the style of the 1800.

I went to the supermarket and picked up the ingredients for a hotpot. I had the wine at home so it wouldn't be a problem.

I started cooking the food and let it zimmer. I heard the door ringing and went to open it. There he was, Li Zian. It felt like centuries since I last saw him.

"Hi Li Zian, please come in" I said gesturing him into my apartment.

"Thank you" he replied.

Li Zian looked good in this era. He was always handsome but I particularly liked how he looked here. A nice white button up that matched his glistening white hair and a cool toned black pair of pants, paired with some leather shoes. Very stylish I must say.

"Li Zian I was cooking some food, care to join?" I asked him.

"If you don't mind" he responded.

"Of course I don't mind you, come sit down" I said showing him the chairs at the kitchen Island. I went to stir the pot. It smelled delicious.

"What are you cooking?" Li Zian asked.

"Oh it's this really good hotpot my grandma used to make me. She shared the recipe with me as long as I wouldn't tell my parents" I responded smiling at the memory.

"It must be really good then" Li Zian stated.

"Oh it is! I loved it as a child and still do."

"May I ask why you couldn't tell your parents?" Li Zian asked.

I stopped in my tracks and my smile faded. The thought of my parents always made me sad. They have always been a bad memory for me. Nothing more than sadness and anger.

"I am sorry for asking" Li Zian said in the silence.

"No No, don't be, it's just... Me and my parents never got along quite well heh" I answered him.

"Oh I am sad to hear that, I didn't know you felt that way" Li Zian apologised.

"No it's fine Li Zian, you couldn't possibly have known that. I never really talked about it with you" I replied.

"You did mentioned it a little before but I didn't take it in consideration before asking you, I am sorry" Li Zian said.

"I did? Hmm I don't quite remember... Anyways could I interest you in a glass of wine?" I asked him.