Secret Love Nest

Liar's Game

When you're boyfriend is the meat in the fantasy of almost all the females surrounding you, how would you feel?

Today I found two female members of the production crew on the program I am guesting looking at the latest issue of a magazine featuring Wang Qing in various cute and sexy poses. They are smiling and giggling like two teenage girls with their crush on sight while looking at the pictures on the magazine.

I don't know how to react. Especially when one of them noticed me staring at them. They blushed then giggled again, and to my eternal horror, came to me and ask me about what I thought of Qing's latest magazine feature.

Of course, smart that I am, decided that smiling and joking about it is the best approach...

Me: (sneering at the magazine) I am sexier than him.

Female crew 1: (looking at Qing's serious face, muscular back and that blasted sexy white jacket. Then back at me) Ahm...

Me: He just works out. If I work out like him you will see that I can be as sexy as him. Sexier even!

They laugh at my joke. I laugh too but inside I am cringing.

Female crew 2: You guys are close friends, right? Do you work out together?

Me: (smiling, just keep smiling) Before, but we are both busy now with our individual projects that's why we don't see each other a lot (actually we were just together this morning!) I don't even remember the last time we get to eat together (dinner last night) (laugh shyly)

Female crew 1: Aw...do you miss him?

Me: No! (A truth at last! How can you miss someone you just kissed goodbye seven hours ago?) What is missing between two guys? We don't do that.

Female crew 1: But you get to talk to him?

Me: Sometimes (All the time). If we feel like it, he calls me, I call him. Sometimes messaging each other. But like I said he is busy, I am busy so...

The two female crews gave me a pitying "awww" look then they get back to their original place to look again at the magazine. While I remain in my seat waiting for the writers to brief me. My mind is busy singing me a song.

🎶Liar Liar Pants on Fire🎶

I look down to see if I still have my pants on. It's still there, I breathed in relief. Lying is not my forte but ever since I entered a relationship with Qing, I'm becoming adept at it. This is my most hated aspect of my relationship with him.

Qing said it is a necessary evil and we don't need to discuss or argue about it anymore. Our relationship should remain a secret so we can preserve our privacy.

Qing: This is the only thing we have for ourselves Dayu. I don't mind if the public take over 98% of my life. But this, you and me, this is mine! I won't let anyone take it for me.

Now how can I argue with that? He looked and sounded so passionate about this issue I can't even utter one word of counter argument.

So he is mine in private but in public, I can't claim him. I smile when people ask me about him, saying he is just my good friend. I can't show disapproval when people look at his pictures, fantasizing about him. I can't be proud of all his achievements because people can't know that I have a right on him.

Sometimes this choice I made is so hard to live with. At times I feel I will go crazy keeping us a secret.

But the alternative is to come out, which Qing is in no way near ready to do and to be honest I can't say I am ready for that too.

Then there is door number three. We could break up so we won't have to lie anymore. Qing already locked, bolted and bombed that door into tiny, microscopic pieces.

Qing: (looking at me like I am crazy) We are not breaking up.

Just five words and my whole world made sense again. Just one name. Just one face. And I remember why I am doing all this lying around.

Him...Qing.