Fan Fiction |
by YukLing
I nodded and put away my coat and scarf on the hanger. It was then that I noticed an unknown thick heavy coat also on the hanger. Just as I was about to ask whose it was, I heard a familiar voice coming from the hallway.
“Hi Qian.”
My heart literally jumped at beat at the sight of him standing here in my own living, he could tell I was very surprised at his unexpected arrival.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were busy.” said I.
“Qian, where is your manner? Fung’s been waiting for you all afternoon and…”
“It’s OK, Mrs. Li….Do you mind if we talk alone for a bit?”
“No of course not, not at all. As a matter of fact, I was just about to leave for my sister’s house for New Year’s Eve dinner.”
The house fell silent again after my Mom left.
“Qian, are you feeling OK? You look awfully pale.”
“You don’t look so hot yourself either. And you didn’t answer my question, what are you doing here?”
Fung walks to where I was standing, gave a small sigh then replied “I’ve missed you and I wanted to see you.”
I looked up at him with angry eyes and retorted “Why didn’t you answer my call?”
”I was busy…”
”Busy? Not even a second to call back? But yet you could spend several minutes to text message me? Thanks a lot, that was a good reason!”
Fung reached out and held both my arms tightly, “Qian, I’m so tired. You have no idea with mess I went through the past few days. Can we not argue?”
Angrily, I walked away from his grip, facing my back at him, “Well, I wouldn’t know about your mess, would I? Apparently, you didn’t care enough to share whatever the problem was with me!”
“I’m sorry! OK? I just didn’t want to get you involve, Qian.”
I turned back to look at him, “How am I not involve? It was my pictures in the news paper too!”
“I’m sorry Qian.”
“Why do you keep saying you’re sorry? Are we even on the same topic?” Taking a deep breathe of air, I turned back to look at him. ”Listen Fung, I’m not angry or upset over the media. OK? Let’s get that straight. It wasn’t how I would have wanted our relationship to be announced or have my mom find out about it in the news instead of coming from me….But I’ve gone passed that stage. But you……why are you so stressed about it? And most of all, the reason I’m angry is because you have been avoiding my calls and when you did -- it was so blunt! How do you think that made me feel?”
“Could you at least hear me out?” Fung pleaded. Seeing my silence as his sign to continue, Fung sat down on the sofa. “Last week when those photos were posted on the gossip columns, I was in the middle of filming. So you could imagine the abundance of speculation and questions I received from everyone on set. I wanted to tell them all to shut up and that it was none of their business, but luckily the director held of filming for the rest of the day when he saw my distressed. Amongst the other calls I had over the period of days, one came from my Dad. Qian…” Fung paused for a moment and reached for my hands motioning me to sit down next to him. And so I sat down. Ever since I knew Fung, I have never seen him so distressed and sadden like this before. Perhaps I had been too harsh and mistakenly accused him wrongly. Seeing him like this now, every anger or frustration I felt 5 minutes earlier were all gone – I just wanted to erase whatever worries that were troubling his mind.
“Fung, what did you father say?”
“Qian, it’s not that I didn’t want to go public with our relationship. And it’s not because of you. Please understand that first.”
”Fung, what did you father say?” I repeated my question again.
“When I first got into this business of acting, my Dad was very much against it. Thinking it’s not a good profession. It took a lot of guts for me to disobey him and dropped out of Architecture school and pursued this career. I knew it broke my Dad’s heart and he was very disappointed in me. And so at that time, I thought to myself just as long as I get my career started and moving I can prove my Dad that my decision was correct. But in return, I also promised him I’d never get involve with anyone in the same industry.”
”What? Why?”
“Qian, my family is a very strict and with traditional values. They don’t have very high opinion of the Entertainment world. It took them more than 3 years to finally accept me and my career.”
”Fung, are you trying to tell me that we can’t date anymore because you father disapproves of me?”
“No, it’s NOT because of you. Please understand that. If it had been any other girls, he would have been against it too.”
“What..what are you trying to tell me?”
“I got into an argument with him that day. And it was also that day that he had his first heart attack – it was because of me. Qian, I felt so horrible…” Fung’s voice began to whimper as he covered his face with both of his hands. I slowly embraced Fung’s head onto my chest, hugging him as tightly as I could. How could I have been so selfish and pitiful all this time, just thinking about myself? I had no idea of the pressure and burden Fung was carrying.
“I’m sorry Fung. Is your father, is he well now?”
Fung lifted his head and quietly nodded, “He’s home now resting. The doctor said he needs to stay rested and not be dramatized anymore.”
I didn’t know what else to say, except “I’m sorry Fung” again.
“No, it’s my fault for not calling you back sooner, Qian. This morning after I wrote you that message, I just wanted to kick myself for treating you that way you. You don’t deserve it. And so, I had to find the quickest flight to fly out here to see you. I wanted to say I was sorry.” Holding my face with both his palms, Fung repeatedly said “I’m sorry” as he kissed my forehead, my nose, and then placed another soft and warming kiss on my lips, “I’m sorry Qian. Please forgive me.”
We held onto each other for along while until we heard the fireworks sound coming from the outside window. Hand in hand we walked to the window and viewed the starry night filled with colorful fireworks in the sky. Fung kissed my head lightly and whispered “Happy New Year, Qian” It was the happiest and saddest moment of my life as I hided the tears that were falling from my eyes. I wanted to capture that moment in my heart forever – even if it would be only for a short while.