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
I didn't plan on confessing to Qing that way. I was also surprised and shocked myself; when I did.
It had been a year and a half since we met again and a year and three months since we began dating.
I knew that I myself had never fallen out of love with Qing; even during the three years that I thought I was too hurt to still be in love with him. The moment I saw him; I knew.
I still loved him so. My feelings never wavered. Not even a little.
And Qing, was a different man when I met him this time around . He had been telling me he loved me, since the moment we met again; which came a complete shock to me.
I knew that he had been looking for me for three years; I didn't believe that it was because he had feelings for me, rather I thought that it was because of his ego. I thought, at most; Qing was so used to having sex with me, because we had done it for two years, that he was addicted to it somehow. That's what I thought; what I believed.
It never crossed my mind that Qing would declare that he loved me and that he wanted to be with me, forever, the moment we met again.
It was beyond my wildest imagination and I just could not comprehend not believe what was happening.
I spent two years, believing that Qing was capable of loving only one person, Lin Min Mei, the girl he had loved for ten years. That belief had been imbedded in my brain, that I couldn't believe Qing's words when he told me he loved me.
At most, all Qing felt for me was probably guilt and responsibility. But, because Qing didn't seem to waver from his decision; and he was also trying so hard to win me over again; I agreed when he asked me to date him officially, three months later.
What was I to do? Qing looked sincere enough to want to be with me for real. Even though I still couldn't believe that he loved me, like he said, but, I believed him when he said we wanted to be serious with me.
