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
Sunshine Home
Dayu's POV
"Dayu ah.." JiMin, my fellow Sunshine Home kids, who was now working as one of the teachers and caretakers at the Home, nudged me as we were folding the clothes, which Qing had bought for the kids.
"Hmm..?" I responded, matter of factly.
"That's the one you're with before you disappeared four years ago, Right?" He asked. I paused and then I nodded as I resumed my task.
"He's probably the reason you stopped visiting for three years..We only hear from you once in a while through the phone..." JiMin mumbled.
I paused again, and I nodded again, "yeah.." there's no use lying to JiMin. He wouldn't be fooled by me. He knew me too well.
"Feng JianYu!" JiMin slammed the table wanting me to give him my full attention, "look at me..And tell me everything..!"
I finally stopped folding the clothes and looked up at JiMin.
"You had never kept anything from me, from us...But that time, when you came to visit us for two years, you were obviously with someone but...You were not saying anything..." JiMin said, giving me a look of recollection, "I really didn't like it. But, because I thought you looked happy..And because I had never seen you like that..I decided to wait until you're ready, to tell us about it.." JiMin said, and there was a hint of guilt mixed with pain, in JiMin's eyes as he looked at me.
"But, you disappeared...just like that..Without telling us anything..." JiMin glanced at Qing, who was playing with the kids at the playroom in front of where JiMin and I were sitting down folding the clothes.
"I was mad at you..mad at myself...Why didn't I pester you for information, when I had the chance...So that I would be able to stop you from leaving like that..." JiMin muttered, "do you know how hard it was for the kids..for the teachers? For me..? How worried we were of your well being...?"
I could only imagine. And my heart twisted painfully.
I knew that JiMin and the others, my fellow Sunshine kids, who were now working at the Home, the teachers and the kids were worried over me. I did give them a call once every few months or so, but that's a stark contrast to my fortnight visit to the home before that. And no matter how hard I assured them that I was fine, and that they shouldn't worry over me, I knew they still did.
When I finally visited them, after Qing and I reconciled, and after I agreed to date him, neither JiMin nor the teachers, asked anything about the three years I didn't come to visit. Only the kids, in their innocence asked me over and over again excitedly, where I was and why I didn't visit them. They asked me, if they had done something wrong or if I didn't like them anymore. I cried when I hugged them one by one, telling them how sorry I was and that it was not them, it was me. I told them over and over again that I love them.
