Me: What?
I stared back at Wang Qing who had not taken his eyes off me for hours now. Since I came home.
Qing's forehead is creasing as he contemplate me. I am losing patience on him.
Me: Will you stare at me the whole night? Is that your plan? If you have something to say, say it now or forever hold your peace.
Qing: Why?
Me: (frowning) What do you mean why? Why did I dye my hair?
Qing: Yes. Why put color on it again. That last one was a disaster.
A few months ago, I also dyed my hair. The purple concoction that Qing hated. I got it dyed back to black because offers for drama roles started rolling in.
Now that I finished shooting for Chen Yang, I decided to dye my hair again yesterday. This time, it's more bluish with an electric tone. I am not sure, I am not particularly verse in hair fashion. All I know is this color was recommended by my hair stylist and it looks good on me and I like it.
Yet Qing makes it feel like I did a crime again.
Me: I fell in love with this color. I think it looks good on me. You don't think it suits me?
Qing: (pouting) I think it suits you TOO MUCH...
I frowned at that. What does it mean that it suits me too much? Did he mean...
Me: (smiling widely) I look handsome right? I look great with this hair color.
Qing: (took a book and started reading)
Me: Oh. Are you ignoring me now?(Snatching the book from him) Why won't you answer me? Do I look great with my new hair?
Qing continued to pout. Snatched back his book. Glared at me, obviously irritated. Then went back to reading.
He is sulking. I cannot believe it. He is annoyed at me because I dyed my hair. What?
Me: What is the problem really?
Qing: (sighing) Never mind. You will think I am unreasonable again.
Me: (confuse) Why will I...
I stopped. Oh...that unreasonable. I see.
Well, I know you are all wondering what is this "unreasonable" thing Qing and I are talking about. Well, it's his tendency to be jealous and possessive. That unreasonable thing.
Me: (pouting my lips) You think people will give me undue attention because of my hair?
Qing: (looking at me) (smiling) It's good to get attention. Right? We need that. To get people's attention and interest because we are artists and trying to make a name for ourselves.
Me: (nodding) Yes. Sure. But I don't aim for everyone's attention. I mean there are serial killers out there and if they suddenly pay attention on me...
Qing: (groaning) Oh my...headache.
Me: Hey, listen to me. I don't want everyone's attention. Just the right amount of attention.
YOU ARE READING
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'...