Qing and I continued to walk along that beach. Hand in hand. The afternoon sun waning on the horizon.
Me: (whining) I am hungry.
Qing: We can go someplace to eat. What do you want to eat?
Me: Korean Barbecue.
Qing: (amused) I bet that is the only Korean dish you know.
Me: It's not!
Qing: What else do you want to eat then? What other Korean food do you want to taste? And save yourself some humiliation, don't say kimchi.
I pursed my lips. Qing chuckled and held my hand tighter.
Qing: God, I love you so much.
Me: If you love me, buy me barbecue. And save yourself some humilition, don't think this will improve your record. It won't...
Qing gave me a surprised look. I grinned mockingly at him. He laughed.
We turned around to go back to the hotel when we spot a stall selling souvenirs. I pulled Qing to check it out.
They have necklaces made of wood, bracelets too. Brass rings in different ethnic designs. Wooden picture frames. Weights made in stones. It's a typical trinket shop. I love it.
Me: (eyes roaming excitedly) Let's buy some.
Qing: (interested tone) What would you like to buy?
Stallkeeper: This will fit him.
Qing and I both look up from investigating trinkets to see a Caucasian middle aged blond woman who is clearly not Korean smiling at us while holding out a bead bracelet made of wood. It has a drawing of small sun on each beads.
Qing took the bracelet. Looking at it critically.
Qing: Why do you think this will suit my companion, Ma'am?
Stallkeeper: (smiling at Qing) Because you brighten everytime he smiles at you. Like a flower to a sun.
Qing and I grew still. I clamped my lips. This is a first time for someone to compare Qing to a flower.
What? I am clearly the sun in this analogy.
Qing: (nodding) That is...quite accurate. We will take it. How much is it?
Me: Will we really buy it?
Qing: (nodding) Yes.
He handed the bracelet to me. I took it gleefully. I like trinkets. Accessories most especially. Qing knew that.
Qing: (taking his wallet out) How much is it?
Stallkeeper: 10 US dollars. 10,000.00 Korean won.
Qing: Ah.
He took out the money and paid for the bracelet.
Stallkeeper: (taking the money) Thank you. Let me say, I am relieved to see that you two patches things up.
Me: (frowning a little) You saw...us?
Stallkeeper: (smiling at me) Yes. A while ago. You seem angry and gloomy. You are even shouting. I thought, I will witness another broken relationship on this cursed beach.
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Secret Love Nest 2018
FanficAfter 2017, comes 2018, duh! LOL Dayu and Qing's love continues inside their home they fondly call their love nest. And they are still a secret. So shhhhh