Title: Blew Into
the World on a Leaf
Author:
WinterBubbleTea
Notes: I know that the support character of Bromance isn't as well developed. However, I felt to prove to myself that I can write them. I simply just did it. Note I do not own any copyrights of Bromance. Instead I am just using the characters and scenarios to create fan fiction. All works written is credited to me. This is a nonprofit adventure so no lawsuits. Thanks.
Chapter 1
Wei Qing Yang.
Wei Qing Yang.
Wei Qing Yang.
Wei Qing Yang.
Wei Qing Yang. |
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Each
word spoken with a clear crisp voice called him from the gloomy storm of his
thoughts. Gentle. Welcoming warm presence tingling with bubbles of laughter a small tug around his waist where white arms
wrapping around him.
These
were dreams that echoed into Qing Yang life. She blew into his life like a
gentle breeze, while he was not paying attention and she stole into his heart.
The
first meeting, as he wanted to label it, was not astonishing. He
was on a cruise with his friend Du Zi Feng and his friend’s family members. The
noise level elevated when his friends new sworn brother PI Ya Nuo and his
girlfriend came along. It was going to get loud and he excused himself. The
cruise boat had a nice lobby he discovered early on.
With
care he had taken his coffee making kit to the lobby and wanted to enjoy a nice
brew, before anymore issues cropped up. Setting up his items carefully, he was
settling the grounded beans into the filter paper, and started to pour the
first drops of hot liquid into the funnel. When a young girl of twenty appears
beside him and self-imposes herself into his quiet time.
Without
introducing herself her immediate comment was ‘It’s such a strong coffee
scent.’ She wasn’t bad looking, conservative dressed with long ebony hair;
already he was trying to figure out why she would approach him.
When
her focus went onto him, he quickly looked away and went back to focusing on
his coffee. She was an oddity he concluded. Though he later amended she was
quite blunt and rash in her behavior when requesting if she can have a cup of
his coffee.
Qing
Yang wasn’t sure how he should feel about this young lady. Perhaps she was a
beggar maybe a thief, he ponders at the time. Ignoring her antics he continued
to pour the hot water and make his coffee.
However,
her moving forward to breathe in the smell as he pour, surprised him. He
wonders why his quiet, aloof manner didn’t manage to scare her away. Her next
few comments on the coffee quirk his interest as she tries to guess what sort
of coffee he was making. He hoped she would get the hint and go away, but
slowly as she chatter, he didn’t find it bothersome as much.
Even
as she call out coffee names such as Mandheling, Brazilian coffee but then
conclude that it was Mambo coffee. Her compliments and knowledge of coffee
wasn’t bad, and her observations that he was a barista to claiming she was also
a barista. Made him question if once again what she wants.
The
tone and glee in her voice over the thought of the coffee was something
different. Normally, when he was hit on, the women that found him attractive
would try to talk to him. However, this girl that linger was difference that
her topic wasn’t on asking him out.
Instead
she wanted to steal his coffee. Of course he would draw away his coffee from
her; he took the time and effort to create this brew. He would be drinking it,
instead of this random girl.
She
kept on babbling that she would pay and won’t let the coffee go to waste, but
it was his coffee and he wave his hand to smell the gentle aroma, already
relaxing, and perhaps teasing her.
But
then he was intrigue on why she would want to tell him about her secret. So he
felt he would indulge her. What Qing Yang didn’t expect would be her telling
him that she is sick, and that the doctors said her condition wasn’t
good.
Was
this for real? She sounded so serious when she talked to him, and he grew
concern and soft for someone that could be pitiful, until she swung her hand
forward to swipe his coffee. Then he felt irritated and unhappy, she started to
dissect his coffee after drinking it.
Sighing
inwardly, he couldn’t exactly yell at her, but then he felt stupid after all
she tricked him. At that time, he couldn’t comment on the thieving, but all he
could do is pack up and leave. After all, at that time he wanted to get away
even as she called after him.
Perhaps,
it was the first time someone picked his coffee, and even swiped anything of
his away so easily. He was the only son of his parents, and didn’t really have
to fight other kids for what he own from his parents.
He
wasn’t being petty as she called after him. He was making a strategic
retreat.
The
Second time he meet her, he could see her standing there picture
perfect with her red sweater crossed over her shoulders, staring out to the
sea. He felt a need to talk to her, after a night sleep he felt her to be
funny, the incident wasn’t as bad as it seems. However, he resisted the urge
and simply walked away.
The
change in his behavior didn’t register at that time; he didn’t really think
anything of it at the time. The desire to go seek someone even after
accidentally meeting, especially of someone of the opposite gender, it wasn’t
like the feelings he had when finding his friend to go hang out.
The
third moment they met he was starting to wonder if she was
stalking him. She didn’t blow in like a gentle breeze rather she was like a
hurricane coming at him with full energy. He was right to think she was fooling
him that she was sick. Screaming the words ‘God of Special Coffee!’ he wasn’t
sure if he should take that as a compliment of call the police on her.
At
least this time she greeted him with his friends, of course he felt
discomforted by this. His friend Zi Feng asked him if she was his friend and of
course he would say no. They only just met after all. He admits now that he was
feeling spiteful at the time, crossing his arms and trying to ignore the little
he wasn’t sure what to label her.
She
of course had to claim he treated her to coffee and he felt quite upset stating
bluntly she stole his coffee, but the sly little mink. Yes! That was an
appropriate label for her. Ended up compliment his coffee that it was so
delicious that she couldn’t help herself, it was ludicrous and bold.
Qing
Yang would have squirm, but already he felt the fates were conspiring at the
time against him. His friend had to announce to the girl called Yang Na Na that
he has his own coffee store but prior before that he found out that she was now
his friend’s employee. Worse was her demanding request that he bring coffee to
her if he comes to see his friend on the amusement park.
All
he could do is run away and he knew Zi Feng was laughing at him. It wasn’t
fair! Zi Feng probably was getting back at him for the comment to Pi Ya Nuo
that Zi Feng would be a terrible boss.
The
fourth meeting was like a gust of wind that set off his wind
chimes of his store door. She learned his name somehow and even was watching
him; he could feel his emotions tilt as he continued his work. She wasn’t bad
when she chattered now and her compliments were not over the top.
When
she called his name ‘Wei Qing Yang,’ he did not feel it was bad it was smooth
and gentle, and even though his employee was trying to make Na Na go away. She
turns things around and said she would like a clean coffee. Of course, the
mocking from his employee as a barista he couldn’t let that comment go. So he
explained that it was another name for black coffee.
When
she took a sip of the coffee, Qing Yang waited for her response, after all he
was good at coffee making but he was taught by a master, his Uncle Xing Tian.
However, from her first sip and pausing to look at him surprise, then once
again another sip, he grew anxious.
Was there something wrong with his
coffee?
The
face was nostalgia when she comment that it taste like her mother’s coffee. Was
he supposed to take this as a compliment, but her feels were so sad and also
happy, perhaps he felt pitiful for her. The missing of his mother he could
empathize with. He missed his own two parents too and that was a link that he
could feel with her.
Then
again, her panic expression that she was late, and leaving, and like a breeze
flurry out of the door he wasn’t able to open his mouth at all to say something
to her.
The
comments from his employee that the girl was weird and that she came and
passed, like the wind. Made him want to smile, because it was quite true, she
was a force to be reckoned with.
But
a cold splash of water in his face was when his employee asks him if she paid
and he felt like a heed, being fooled once again by her. Why did this keep
on happening?
He
never ran after any women, he never chased after someone before, but when he
caught up to her. He wonders why she was standing there. The fainting was the
last thing to come to mind, he felt his heart stop at that moment. Hurrying
along he picked her up, she wasn’t light because she was limp and slippery to
keep in his arms as he brought her to the hospital.
The
announcement by the doctor that seen her was a shock. She wasn’t lying to him
at all. Yang Na Na was telling the truth. She has anemia from bone cancer
illness previously, and though he couldn’t tell the doctor he was a stranger,
simply just a stranger. All he could do is just stand there and take in the
information.
Approaching
her room, he felt a complex range of emotions, a part of him felt pity for her
and whereas another felt sadness at someone so young being this sick. How it
was someone with such a sickness could smile as happily and bright? Na Na was
nothing like the other girls, as she talked she sounded so optimistic and
though he listen to her talking. He couldn't believe this wasn't all pretenses,
he lost his parents the last seven years and he couldn't ever feel the careful
smiles like he use too at the thought of them being gone.
Na
Na acts childish, Qing Yang could figure out. He couldn’t believe that she
wasn’t feeling sad when she talked to her arms like the disease could
understand her. Qing Yang wonders if she was pretending to be strong and
positive but her explanation that there was no point in being sad, life happens
and it was better to face forward. Observant little thing, Na Na told him he
was special, because instead of telling her to be happy or cheer up. He told her
that it was alright to be sad. He couldn’t help but draw closer to her.
Maybe
he felt guilty by his behavior prior in suspecting her and feeling she was a
pest. It's highly probable that he felt she could see the real him, that was
inside this quiet facade. So he offers to do anything she wants with him. Her
strange request of paper and a marker wasn’t exactly what he was expecting. He
thought she would ask to go places or see stuff, but her request was simple.
Qing
Yang couldn’t help but find her funny. She draws a strange ugly picture and
wrote words, she wasn’t common, and he almost fear that she was pretending and
really wanted to kill herself. But she prove herself stronger, when she said it
wasn't like she wanted to fall over, instead she wanted to make wishes with
these airplanes.
A
creative way of thought, Qing Yang thought. Flying an airplane to get rid of
her illness, what sort of girl was this? All he could do is call her smart, and
her quick words that she wasn't afraid of pain, instead was afraid of
unyielding people. It was quite true; he could respect her for her shouts of
living. A slip of a girl crying out for God to hear her pleas; the courageous
cries of someone wanting to live, all he could say in reassurance that God
would receive her message, he couldn’t help but feel she was strong.
Stronger
then even him, if he was in her place he wasn’t sure if he could be like her.
A playful smile slid over his face at her innocent question of what to do with all of the other papers, he couldn’t help but help her fold a battalion of airplanes to sail into the sky. To help her chances to tell God her wishes to live.
A playful smile slid over his face at her innocent question of what to do with all of the other papers, he couldn’t help but help her fold a battalion of airplanes to sail into the sky. To help her chances to tell God her wishes to live.
She
manages to slip through the cracks of his mask, and the surprise he felt on
request of borrowing his shoulder, he couldn’t help but look at her. Sick as
she was she continued to look forward and he could admire her for that very
much. Qing Yang wishes he could be like her, bold, courageous, to shout to the
world as this small girl did.
Qing
Yang couldn’t help accompany her on a walk afterwards, concern if she was
exhausted, but she was happy. Though her request from him if she could come
along and drink the coffee that taste like her mother’s coffee, it was curious
because why she couldn’t drink her mother’s coffee?
Did
she run away?
Qing Yang asked and learning her mother ran away to heaven was a gentle way. He
slowly realizes she was keeping her mother’s promises though her mother was
gone.
Qing
Yang didn’t know if he could continue to make the coffee for her and being sick
it would cost a lot of money for someone like her. Perhaps since she was like
him a barista he could teach her to make the coffee.
Sometimes,
it’s true no one knows what they have until they lost it. He wanted to erase
the sadness for her face, so he brought her back to learn how to make coffee.
Each time they try one by one, he keeps on encouraging her.
One
by one, even though it was a waste of product, he wanted her to succeed. Na Na
wasn’t bad looking, she had a goal with him beside her accompany her to make
it. Then finally, she succeeded, he thought perhaps she would smile so happily
at it, but his chest felt this bitter sweetness at her single tear.
Na
Na’s confession that before when her mother wanted to teach her and that she
didn’t want to learn because as long as she couldn’t learn it, her mother would
have to brew it for her to drink. By what he could deduce her little wishes was
to keep her mother beside her constantly, so the introspective she was quite
ill like Na Na. Na Na wanted her mother to stay with her. It was a petty way to
try to make her mother stay, but life wasn’t that way and she disappear to the
stars.
Qing
Yang giving her the handkerchief and the drying of tears, it was touching for
him, the way she said that she met him was like fate set up by her mother. The
meeting on the cruise and meeting him so she could taste her mother’s coffee
and finding a way to make her own mothers coffee, Qing Yang couldn’t help but
feel touched.
He
could respect a girl that loves her family member that was gone. She wasn’t
appearing as annoying anymore, human life is short and each moment especially
those were sick are like fireworks that spark so beautifully before they
disappear as quick as the eye could see.
haiiyaaah Winter, i am feeling nostalgic <3, romantic tho a bit melancholic, .. you really pay attention to details, lots of QY NN scenes are replaying in my head. Really lovely and touching writing with a lovely sense of humor. Looking forward to your next Chapters Winter, Fighting! :D
ReplyDeleteps : how did you manage to not forget about "It was going to get loud and he excused himself. " kkkkkkkkk... Zihan n Xiaoujing Rocks ! :D kkkkk
*pets LuLu* I think you are Lulu O.o
DeleteI was taking a vacation from detail, but I ended up working on it, since I went crazy from the Ep 15 Preview.
Also thanks for the supportive message. I would post in the board, but I don't really know how to do so. I figure blog style was better for me. XD
Um. How did I not forget "It was going to get loud and he excused himself"? I assume it's because he said he would go seek Feng Jie but we know no one bother her. So most likely he wants to avoid all the noise.
He doesn't seem like a guy that likes too much noise.
dear Winter, once you're into details, you're there for life kkkk. see, i dont even remember about QY seeking Feng Jie, you did, and inteprets it and writes it like that.. *clapping* kkkk
ReplyDeleteyes, i would agree, but he will willingfully lend his ears to his love ones and listen to them attentively, like when Feng Jie and Zihan asks him why Yanou had to lie about Xiaujing kkkk
Normally,those that work over the counter usually lend an ears to people. Have you notice for some women they go to their hair dressers and they talk about what bothers them. The same applies for those in coffee shops such as QY and Bars. At least that is what I get when I read other people's stories.
DeleteWinter-nim...please make more stories about QY and NN....they are so cute together and i like QYxNN pair more than ZFxYN..
ReplyDeleteUm...hello my blog? *Gives a chuckle* I will be writing more on them. Just I am a tad slow haha
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