Mistaken identity. Unreciprocated first love. Worst first impression. All the bad ingredients that connected Qing and Dayu's fate together. Both of them thought they chose the other one, for obvious reasons. But only one of them got it right. The ot...
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Present Day
Dayu's POV
It had been approximately two months and twenty- five days, since Qing found me.
After that first week where he stayed for the whole week; he'd been coming over every weekends, arriving on Friday afternoon and going back to Beijing on Monday morning.
I guess, the less than one hour distance on car between here and Beijing , really isn't a big deal to communicate back and forth like this; for Qing.
And, contrary to whatever he had said during our first day of meeting each other; which lead me to believe that we'd be having the same old physical relationship as we had before; we actually haven't done anything much since.
We almost did it that first night. We kissed and touched each other's body. But, nothing had happened since then. Qing now had the key to my apartment; and he'd let himself in when he arrived from Beijing as I was still working, and when I came back, he was already preparing for dinner. He even welcomed me, with a casual smile and greeting as he told me what he's cooking for dinner. I would answer nonchalantly, to hide my confusion. After I bathed, we'd have dinner together and engaged in casual talks in front of the TV, talking about our days as if we're just regular friends. Then, we'd bid each other good night and I would go to my bedroom and he'd prepare the couch.
At first; it felt pretty awkward; having the man I thought I'd never see again, in my apartment, making himself at home while making me feel as if he's taking care of me. I never thought that Qing had this capability to behave like a normal man. All I remembered from when we were together was; us having, and arguing. We seldom talk. Even though there were more than one occasion where Qing came to the house he bought, and he stayed for the whole day; if we aren't having sex or arguing; we'd be sitting doing our own thing, apart despite sitting in the same room.
I never knew that he could cook. I never knew that he could joke and laugh like that. At least not when he was with me. I always thought that he's such a lonely man and that's why I stayed with him until he threw me away. I wanted to keep the man I loved company despite his bitterness and lack of emotions.
But now; Qing's showing me a different side of him. So different - it was almost unreal.
And now, after two months; I was already used to having him come on weekends. On Saturday and Sunday; he'd come with me to the cafe; hence, the staffs too had begun to warm up to him except Uncle Tsang and Yang who were still wary around Qing. I can't blame them and actually I'm a little glad because no matter how comfortable I feel now around him; I cannot be too comfortable. So, having one or two people who reminded me of why I shouldn't be too comfortable is good.
Wang Qing was my weakness and he still is. I am seeing a whole different side of him and it's very tempting. He had also been telling me that he loves me every single chance he got.
