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
Shijiazhuang
Dayu's POV
I stood there, with the guys standing on my sides, watching as Uncle Tsang closed and locked the door of the café for the last time.
My heart clenched painfully, and I felt my eyes tearing up; without me having the strength to stop it.
This was the place which had became my sanctuary for three years after the break up with Qing. I met all the people who then became my friends and my family, in those three years here, in this place.
"Hey," The hand around my shoulders tightened, and I heard Qing's voice, he's trying to comfort me gently, "it's going to be alright...You're just moving..."
I pursed my lips, glancing at Qing sharply. This man wouldn't understand what I am feeling right now; and it's his fault, that I had to lose the café like this, I thought unreasonably.
I know, Qing's right; we are only moving to a different place until the hotel was constructed and the café opened up inside, but still; at the moment, my heart was breaking seeing my beloved cafe about to be torn down.
"Dayu ah..." I felt my left hand being squeezed and I felt Aunt Huiyin leaning against my arms, "Qing's right.. We're just moving..." but I also heard her voice trembling with emotion.
She understood how it feels.
"Don't take it out on Qing..." and she understood what I was thinking as well.
I went silent. I knew that she's right. it's unreasonable of me to blame Qing, I already signed the agreement. And she's right too; we aren't really going to lose the café. We are going to be relocated at a new place in town, until the café opens in the hotel. But still..There's too much memories here in this particular place, for me and for the guys. It still hurt to know that we're going to lose this particular place.
We stood there looking at the café. This would be the last time that we are going to see the café like this. After we leave today; it would be demolished along with the rest of the nearby shop houses, to start the construction of the hotel; Qing's latest Imperial Hotel chain.
I wasn't sure, just how long we stood there; not moving and not saying a word; even Qing, after his attempt to comfort me earlier, was equally silent.
"Well..We will go home, now..See you guys in a week time..." Yang was the first to finally speak and break the silence, as he pulled the silently hiccuping Minjun, to walk with him. The young boy was trying all his might not to be obvious about him crying, and I think all of us, pretended that we didn't notice. We are all entitled to 'grieve' in our way.
"Yeah..!" I replied, with a dry throat, as I tried to keep my voice steady.
"We also have to go now, dear..." Aunt Huiyin and Uncle Tsang came to stand in front of me. Uncle Tsang patted me on my shoulder, smiling reassuringly, before he bowed at Qing and walked ahead.
