I know, it's unfair to make Qing worry about me starving the night away. I know he will lay down or sit on the couch worrying about me going hungry instead of sleeping.
Serves him right. I hope he stew in worry and guilt for hours.
(We are with you, Dayu ah! Yes, let Baba worry)
No! Making your partner worry is never good. The mental torture is bad. Qing did that to me last night, it was wrong. Just as it was wrong of me to make him worry that I went to bed hungry.
But that is the price we have to pay for his stupidity of forgetting to message me that he won't be home for dinner. To some, that might seem like such a small thing but to me, it's not. He should have messaged me. He should have avoided making me worry. He should have respected me and my time and didn't make me wait for him.
Qing never let his coworkers wait for him. He goes to work in time or send them a message if he is running late. He also made it a point to go to his business meeting on time, never letting the other person wait for him. Qing is professional like that.
But if he can respect his coworkers and business associate's time by being punctual in his works and meetings...he should at least give the same courtesy to me. The guy he is living with and professed to love dearly. The person he intent to marry and spend the rest of his life with.
I mean no offense but I think I should rank higher in his regard than his coworkers or business associates.
Having said that, I feel like I should demand more but I will settle for him being respectful to me like I am his coworker or business associate. Call me if he is running late. Message me if he won't make it to our meeting. I'm good with that. I won't ask for anymore beyond that.
I should ask for more, but I won't because I know Qing is already doing his best for me, for us. I know that. I am grateful to him for doing his best.
That's why I will also not overlook it if he is taking me for granted. I am always grateful to Qing if he is doing his best, that's why I will also straightened him up if he fucked up. I am fair that way.
I woke up with a headache this morning. No wonder because I am starving. I could eat a whole Qing by the time I am done relieving myself in the bathroom and gugling some mouthwash.
I went to the living room to see Qing still asleep in the couch. I want to body slam and pin him on that couch but I settled on growling at his sleeping form. I went to the kitchen and saw that Qing cleaned up the table.
Me: (sneering tone) At least he is useful for something.
Qing: (from behind me) Dayu ah. Are you hungry?
Me: (growling tone) Is the water wet?
I first intend to not talk to him but that's Qing's style...not mine. Qing could ignore the hell out of me when he is mad. I can't. I need to rage and mouth off when I am mad. Maybe that's why some of you may think I act like a girl sometimes. Girls has a reputation of being mouthy when they are mad which is really unfair. Guys could be mouthy too. I am a living example of that. I am mouthy.
I have to say my piece. Get it all out of my chest or else I will internally combust. That's why I could never ignore Qing when I am mad.
I turned around to look at Qing who still look like bed crumpled and a little sleepy.
Me: (bored tone) And here I thought I will wake up to breakfast in bed but I think that's just too much for you, am I right? At least tell me you have some plan to make it up to me for making me wait for you last night.
Qing: (wincing) I do intend to cook breakfast for you but I slept so late...I...
Me: (sighing) Never mind. I think we should eat separately from now on. To avoid having indigestion.
Qing: (in a whiny guilty tone) Dayu ah...I'm sorry. Please...stop being angry. I know it's my fault. Tell me what I could do to make it up to you. I will do anything.
Me: (crossing my arms over my chest) Anything? Really?
Qing: (eyes widening in panic) Except break up with you! Do you have an enemy you want to eliminate? I could make it look like an accident.
He is insane.
(Baba goes insane when he is scared you will break up with him)
Me: My only enemy is the person standing in front of me. Could you eliminate him?
Qing: I could...but why would I make it easy for him? You should torture him some more.
Me: Should I?
Qing: Or...you could give him a chance to earn your forgiveness. Please...
Me: And why should I do that?
Qing: Because even though he is a worldclass ass, you love him.
Me: Do I?
Qing: Dayu ah...
Me: (nodding) You are right on both counts. You are a worldclass ass and I am the stupid guy who buys all your bullshits.
Qing gave me a relieved smile before sauntering closer. He gently pulled me into his arms to embrace me.
Qing: I'm so sorry for last night. I will do my best for that to never happen again.
Me: (pushing him away) Yes. But you will do it without your phone for two weeks. (holding out my hand) You know the rules, if you are not responsible enough to use your phone the right way, you don't deserve it.
Qing nodded before running to get his phone. He willingly placed it on top of my palm.
Me: (staring at his phone) Both phones.
Qing: (startled) B-both phones? Dayu ah...the other one is my business phone...
I gave him a silencing look that quickly quieted Qing down. His shoulders slumped before he went back to the living room to get his other phone. Your Baba has two phones...I don't need to explain that, right? I think its a basic knowledge now to my readers that Qing has two phones.
Anyways, both phones were soon placed in my hands.
Me: Your phones are now offically confiscated. Now we just have to get creative to get our messages to each other across.
Qing: (looking lonely) I'll probably message you through my assistant. Or using my tablet.
Me: (shrugging) I know you will find a way. Lets have breakfast, I am starving.
Qing: Before that, am I officially forgiven?
Me: (nodding) Half forgiven. Wait for two weeks to get your phones back.
Qing nodded. He and I worked together to produce breakfast. Since I didn't eat last night, I cannot have a heavy breakfast or it will break my stomach. So we settled for some toasts and fluffy scrambles eggs with bits of bacon. Qing made fruity smoothies and we ate together. I cleaned up the kitchen after breakfast while Qing went to get ready for work.
I kissed him goodbye on the main door. After Qing left, it was my turn to get ready for work. Work is...work. Some days, my job is exciting. Other times it's routine. I know some of you think that a celebrity life must be exciting all the time. Like an adventure every single day. Stop deluding yourselves. Artists are humans too. We also find our jobs boring at times.
Anyways, I finished my day's work and got home safely. Qing was home before me and I found him making a special dinner for us.
Me: (with feeling of dread) Tell me you are not making risotto and steaks.
Qing: (chuckling) No. I'm making your favorite. Di san xian and yang chow rice.
I felt my heart swelling. I ran to Qing to hug him from behind.
Me: I take back every curse I gave to you last night. I love you.
Qing: (pulling away from my embrace) Wait what? You cursed me last night?
Me: (cheeky grin) You didn't fall on you face today, right?
Qing: No. Was that part of your curse on me?
Me: (nodding) And for your nose to bump on the floor.
Qing: Wow...you want to physically hurt me too? Making me worry all night because you went to bed without food is not enough for you? I almost called Mama to beg with me to get your forgiveness.
Me: Tsk tsk...you want to tattle to Mama?
Qing: No. But I considered it because you didn't eat last night.
Me: Sorry about making you worry. But I love you again. (pushing Qing to peer at the woks on the stove) My di san xian and fried rice.
Qing sighed behind me. But that's okay because I am happy. Soon we plated the food and sat on the table to eat. I finished two bowls of rice. I'm happy.
Qing: Leave some room for desert. I bought some creams puffs.
Me: (gasping) Cream puffs! (giving Qing two thumbs up) I love you! You are the best!
Qing: (looking resigned) Oh...I believe it now. Sweets are your happiness.
He is my happiness. But also cream puffs too.
Qing: (looking at me as I devour the cream puffs) Can I assume I am fully forgiven now?
Me: (licking sweet creams from the corner of my mouth) Why? Did you do something wrong?
Qing: (impressed) Wow...those cream puffs are very effective. You already forget my sins from last night.
Me: Of course! You will buy this again for me tomorrow, right?
Qing: (deadpan tone) No.
I scrunched my nose on him. Qing pressed a soft kiss on my lips before going back to his after dinner coffee.
After the short clean up, I washed and dressed up for bed. I rolled on top of the bed covers, feeling like a happy content squirrel.
Me: Ah, I'm so full, I feel refresh from the shower...now all I have to do is sleep.
Qing: Good for you. Here.
I frowned when Qing handed me an envelop with money in it. I counted the money and it's almost thirty thousand yuan.
Me: (sitting on the bed) Wow, you are buying my forgiveness now?
Qing: What? No. You already forgiven me, remember? You also already forgot what I did last night. Good job to those cream puffs.
Me: (confuse) Then what is this? Why are you giving me money?
Qing: I invested your money. Remember when Baba was whining about buying a jetski? Well, we bought some and rented it to beach resorts. It's now paying off.
Me: What?
I am confuse. He invested my money in what? Jetski?!
Qing: (sighing) It's business. Do you really want me to explain all the details?
Me: (shaking my head frantically) No! But just reassure me that this money is legal.
Qing: (taken aback) Of course it's legal! What the hell, Dayu ah?!
Me: Okay. I just...this is a surprise.
Qing: No. A Wang invested your money. Your money earning profits should be the least surprising thing of all. A Wang invested it for you. It's a given. We don't put money on a bad business deal.
Me: Fine! Fine! Your family is a business genuis. (sighing) Oh, but this is really scary. Baba experienced midlife crisis and he made money. What?
They are not normal at all. Other people blew their money off when they are having a midlife crisis. Baba is different. He bought jetskis and rented them out to make a profit. How...weird they are.
I put away the money. I will deposit it on the bank tomorrow. It's not a typical thing to us, Qing giving me envelope with money. But it happens before so its not a phenomenon. .
Anyways, we finally had that cuddling I thought we will have last night. Qing held me close, kissing me lots of times before he fell asleep. I think he is tired because he didn't get enough sleep while he was on the couch.
I still have enough energy to write these entries on my journal. Maybe I couldn't sleep because I have to write it all. And now that I have written them, I am feeling tired.
I guess it's time to stop writing now. Until next time.