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
In the end, I was only able to go to work in late in the afternoon. And Qing tagged along as he always did.
There's an unusual silence however, in the car as he drove to the café. Usually, he would have started talking about everyday matters; and I would respond normally. Qing and me had been pretty much communicating like 'normal people' these last two months since we met again.
But; something's different today. Well; everything's different, actually. My relationship with Qing, had changed. Well, to be honest, it's not changed but rather; it had been made clear.
I would not deny it, that I had been pretty ambiguous with my relationship with Qing. And vice versa. Qing too, hadn't told me clearly about the status of our relationship. The only time that Qing had ever talked about was in the beginning when he caught me. And after that; Qing didn't even mention anything about our relationship anymore. Even though he told me that he loved me at every chance he got. But, he never brought up the question about who we were to each other anymore.
Until, yesterday. Qing asked me to date him. And I agreed. Of course I would agree.
I still want the man. Despite all the hurt and the pain, I still want him, like I had never want anybody else in my whole life.
But, honestly, I am not dating him just because of our sexual compatibility. I love him. I am still in love with him, even now. I also wouldn't have started another relationship with Qing If I thought that he was only in this because of the sex. I am way past that.
I tried that the first time, when I fell in love with Qing five years ago. I thought I'd not get hurt because I wasn't expecting anything out of Qing; I thought I would be fine, just to be able to stay with the man I loved even though the man saw me as nothing but a sex object. I was wrong.
There's s no way in hell that I would ever be in such relationship. Accepting Qing, and this relationship, meant that I believed Qing's feelings to a certain extent.
I still still could not bring myself to believe him when he said that he loved me; though, it made my heart skipped a beat, but I am sure that he is serious when he said that he had changed. I am not a mere contract lover to him now. I'm not merely a sex object that he wanted to keep just for the sake of fuck, alone.
When Qing told me that he wanted to make me happy- I believe him.
I'm not going to think too far into the future but, at least for the time being I know that we could date properly. I want to take this relationship, one step at a time. No need to look top far into the future; just live for the moment. As real lovers.
"We should have just stayed at home..." Qing muttered as he parked the car in front of the café. I kept myself quiet, not replying to him.
"We've taken the whole morning and half the afternoon off.." he added, looking at me, "there's barely three hours working time left, anyway..."
