I was frozen there. With Xiao holding and pulling me and Qing on my back.
My heart beats so fast, my mind getting clouded so I did what every mature male in a serious relationship would do.
I tried to run.
I pushed Xiao's hand and walked fast past him ready to run away.
But Qing had another idea.
Qing: (sounding annoyed) If you run I will be really pissed Dayu. Stop right there.
I grimaced and stopped.
Qing: Turn around and let me look at you.
I turn arond and let him look at me. Cap and mask and all...
Qing: (tutting) Nice of you to wear my jacket and cap.
He walked towards me. I look down. He stopped in front of me.
Qing: (in a quiet tone) Will you even let me explain?
I looked up at him with angry tears on my eyes. I tried blinking them away but they won't go so I wiped them with the back of my hand.
Me: (taking the mask off) Do you still need to go to Shanghai for your shooting?
Qing: Yes but...
Me: Then go there first. Whatever explanation you have can wait.
After saying that, I turn around to leave. He tried stopping me but this time I didn's listen and just ran away.
I know...it's childish but running away was the best thing I know I can do in that situation because my emotions are high and I can't think.
I am afraid I might say something that I won't be able to unsaid. So I ran.
I know Qing tried to catch me but I am quick. I entered the elevator and pressed the close button so fast and so many times I wonder why I didn't broke it.
I ran through the lobby of the hotel, hailed a taxi, get inside and tell the driver to drive as Qing got outside the revolving door of the hotel.
It's just a twenty minute drive from that hotel to our home but it felt like forever.
As I enter our home I angrily tore off his jacket and cap and threw them to the floor.
I went straight into our room and slam the door shut then lock it. Then I lean against it and slide to the floor, crying silently.
(Yes, just like all those dramatic crying scenes you watched in those drama series you are crazy about. You know, the one where the main character lean against the door, crying then sliding down.)
(My life is like a fucking drama scene now?! Fuck!)
Just a couple of minutes after, I heard the main door opening and closing. Only one person can do that.
Qing...
Seconds later I heard and felt pounding on our bedroom door.
Qing: Dayu please open up. Let me explain. I can explain!
But I don't want his explanation. I don't need to hear it. What I want, what I need to hear from him is him admitting that he lied to me so I can admit to him that I lied to him too.
I want us to admit that we lied to each other. And say fuck this! We are lying to each other now?!
Qing: (continued to pound on the door) Dayu open this door! Open this or I will kick this!
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Secret Love Nest
FanfictionTake a peek inside Wang Qing and Dayu's domestic life as a couple finally living together inside one house. Told in Dayu's perspective in a storytelling style... It's complicated, it's funny, sarcastic and sweetly lovey dovey you might puke. And it'...