Secret Love Nest 2018

The Bed pt1

One afternoon, a day that I went home to Beijing from Wuxi, while resting on the sofa after that three hour long flight, Qing approached me.

Qing: (in all seriousness) Dayu, we need to talk.

Me: (taking my attention off my phone) Now?

Qing: (sitting beside me on the couch) Yes now...

Me: (squinting my eyes) This is not the break up talk, right?

Qing: No. Well...I don't want to get ahead of myself. But listen first and don't break up with me.

Me: (abandoning my phone all together) I'm starting to have a bad feeling about this.

Qing: This is not a bad thing, what I am about to tell you. It's not bad.

Me: But you want me to listen and not break up with you after hearing what you have to say. This is surely bad.

Qing: It's not bad per se...more like an inconvenience.

Me: (sighing) Qing...the month just started...please.

Why do I feel tired already? June just started, is it too much to ask for Qing not to do this to me?

I don't want to be stressed again.

Qing: I know but if you will just listen to me first, you might even like what I am about to say.

Me: (because I don't have any choice anyways) Okay. Shoot. Hit me with it.

Qing: Let's redecorate our bedroom.

Me: What?

Qing: (wincing a bit) Let's redecorate our bedroom.

Okay, I heard him right, right? He wants to redecorate our bedroom. So of course, the next obvious question to ask is...

Me: Why?

Qing: Well...I think it's time to redecorate.

If Qing thinks that when he said "it's about time to redecorate" that it will be enough of a reason for me...well, he doesn't know me.

Me: (smiling) Really? It's about time to redecorate? Oh why didn't you said so. Okay! Let's redecorate!

Qing: (smiling back at me) Really?

Me: (smile melting) No!

Qing: (wincing again) Dayu ah...

Me: No! I like our bedroom the way it is. No to redecorating.

Qing: But Dayu ah...

Me: What is wrong with you? We have a good looking room. I keep it clean. It's fine. Why do you want to redecorate?

Qing was silenced by those questions. He just stared at me as he thinks of a reply to what I said.

Qing: I ah...it's...

Me: (losing my patience) Just spit it out! Tell me what is wrong?!