Taking Hearts

We are Lovers

(DAYU)

We were both tired after the handcuffs thing. The first thing I did is take off  the heavyweight backpack off my back.

He helped to twist my wrist and the handcuff, shamefully, came off from my hand.

He is right. It's a cheap handcuffs.

After we were free of the cuffs, I took out the first aid kit from my backpack and I let him clean and swab my red and itchy wrist with ointment. Then he carefully wrapped a cloth bandage on it.

"There, done. I can't believe I am playing doctor to my kidnapper," Vice President Wang Qing said.

"Thank you, Vice President." I said shyly.

He sighed, "You don't have to call me that anymore, Mr.Feng. I already fired you, remember?"

I winced at the reminder. "What should I call you then?"

"Call me whatever you call me when you are thinking about me. A nickname you gave me. I know people in the office had invented nicknames for me. Slave Driver for one. And I once heard someone called me a Bossy Bastard," He said.

I shook my head. I can't call him the nicknames I gave him. Is it appropriate to call him Hotshot or Dreamboat? I don't think so.

"I can't call you like that. I am use to calling you VP or Wang Qing." I said shyly.

"Then use my name. And I will use yours. Sh*t! What do you know?! I think we are indeed bonding now. We are now on the first name base. Did you planned this too?"

I shook my head. "Of course not. I kept calling you VP in my head," I said defensively.

"Call me Wang Qing and I will call you..."

"Dayu," I supplied. "The nuns in the orpahanage called me Dayu."

He frowned, "You grew up in an orphanage?" He sounded surprised.

I nodded, "I was surrendered on the door of an orphanage when I was still a baby by the staffs of the hospital where I was born when no one claimed me. Dayu was stitched on the dress I am wearing and that's where I got the name,"

He nodded like he understand, "And where does Feng Jian Yu came?"

"Feng Jian Yu is the name of the father of one of the nuns. He died before that nun came into the orphanage and she misses him so she passed his name to me," I explained.

"I see...and you grew up there?"

"Yes. Together with a hundred and more siblings. It's quite a struggle for me. I am short and lanky. An easy target for bullies. But I survived and when I got a scholarship in college, I left the orphanage to work and study at the same time." I said.

"I see..." he repeated again.

I let some silence passed before looking at him. "Are you hungry? It's already..." I look at my old watch, my eyes widened. "Eight in the morning?! It's already eight in the morning?!"

"Why? Is it a crime? Are we on a tight schedule?" He asked.

I shook my head. "Not really but," I sighed and rummage on my backpack again. It's packed of things we might need while hiking. Food, water, first aid kit, a rope, a folding stick, a blanket, raincoats, etc etc...