Secret Love Nest 2018

Bet

Me: You have serious gambling problems, do you know that? I think you need to enter a rehab for that.

Qing stared at me like an alien landed on our living room and started talking to him.

I am standing on the center of the living room confronting my lover, who sits on the couch, about his penchant for gambling.

Qing: Dayu ah, I only bet a couple of hundred yuan for the World Cup. No need to act like I have a gambling addiction.

Me: You and your friends also gambled on the NBA Finals result. Granted, it's not about who will win but the amount of margin between the two teams' score.

Qing: And Jin won. It's only a couple of bucks.

Me: You bet ten thousand yuan for that.

Qing: And I earned ten times more in the last month from my investment.

Me: Still, gambling is a waste of money.

Qing: Gambling is for leisure. Dayu ah, I am not gambling my inheritance or our food budget. Why are you after me with this?

Me: I don't know. I just feel uncomfortable seeing you and your friends gamble your hard earned money.

Qing: You know half of what the winner won will go to his charity, right?

Me: And half will go to partying. You and your friends will drink again, right?

Qing: Yeah. Because we are young and we can still party. Dayu ah, we all worked in the weekdays, having a little fun in the weekend is not a crime. We are still in our twenties, let me have some fun.

Me: Fun is all well and good. But if you will not stop betting money on petty things, you will soon find yourself betting more money on more complex games.

Qing sighed. I know he is having a hard time because for him betting in basketball games and soccer are no big deal.

But because he loves me, he also gets my point and why I am worrying.

Qing: I will not turn into a serial gambler, Dayu. Fat chance of that happening when you are with me monitoring my gambling habits. What I do is just bet small amounts with my friends. Nothing too big. I don't even enter casinos...

Me: This year. Remember Joi's party last year, you guys went inside a casino that time.

Qing: And won some big bucks...

Me: Wang Qing!

I stared at my lover pouting and sulking as I nag at him about serious gambling problems.

Yes. Qing likes to bet money on sports. It's all fun and games for now, but I worry that my lover's hobby of betting money will turn into a more serious gambling habit.

Qing: It will not. I tell you it will not happen that way. I don't even bet on horse races.

Me: If I give you permission to bet on horse races, will you?

Qing: No!

That answer made me smile. And upon seeing a smile on my face, Qing relaxed on his seat on the couch to pull me down on his lap.

Qing: (while cradling me) Love, stop worrying. I am not turning into a weak willed gambler. I am not...

Me: (playing with the collar of Qing's v necked shirt) I just worry. You know I have money issues.