Secret Love Nest

Promise pt1

I found Dayu sleeping on top of the bed, horizontally...

Oh...yeah...I forgot that this is Dayu's diary so you would all assume that it is Dayu that is writing. Well...I am not Dayu.

I am Wang Qing.

And...Dayu is sleeping on the bed because where would he otherwise sleep aside from the bed and...

Goodness, this journaling thing is hard. How in the world can Dayu do this...right, he is not normal, after all.

Why don't we start again? Forget about that rambling part as rambling is Dayu's habit and not mine. Okay?

So the beginning...

I think it began last night when I called Dayu to tell him that I will be home here in Beijing after almost two weeks of shooting in Shanghai.

Dayu: Really? As in you will come back early tomorrow and not at night while I am close to falling asleep and missed your coming because...

Me: Love, breathe.

Dayu: (taking a deep breath) Because you came very late, like really late that it should be called morning again rather than night and we will lose one more day that we are not together and...

Yup. I chose this man.

He is a chatterbox. Which is not the image he present to the outside world. Outside our condo and in front of the public, Dayu is this shy, cute and smiley person. But inside our condo, he is a chatterbox, OCD and nagging but a sweet lover of mine.

I once asked him why he won't let people see the "real" him.

Dayu: (in a fucking bad mood) Because the real me is CRAZY, Wang Qing! If I let the world know what I really think about issues and stuffs like guns, dogs and marine life in general, they will put me in a strait jacket and throw me in a padded room where I can't hurt myself. I will be bored in that room Qing! Unless they will give us conjugal rights where you can visit me and throw us together in a room without any camera so we can fuck until you are satisfied...

Yeah, you might understand now why I didn't ask him about being "real" again.

Anyhow...where are we. Oh, I'm sorry I have to read back to get into the topic again. (Read back)

Okay. I got it. We are talking about me coming home early in the morning to be with my little chatterbox squirrel.

Dayu was really excited. He wants us to have breakfast in bed and maybe spent some time together before he needs to go out for his practice.

So I said yes, we can do that.

Dayu: Promise? I will wait for you!

Me: (laughing) I promise.

Dayu: (sounding giddy) Be careful coming home. I love you.

Me: (smiling. Just thinking of Dayu is enough to make me smile.) I love you too. Lock the doors properly. Okay?

He said yes and we ended the call so we can sleep until tomorrow morning comes that I can be with him.

Only for that dream to be dashed to smithereens.

The director of the drama I am shooting said we have to reshoot some minor scenes and it will take at least half of the day.He apologized but nothing can be done about it but reshoot those scenes again.