Sweeter than Fiction

Liu Yang arrive happily at Yinyang Publishing, because for the very first time in her life, she's not late at work! She really is in euphoria.

She bumped into Wan Li at the elevator who is holding a cup of coffee in his hand while the other is holding his laptop. Wan Li widened his eyes in surprise. "Are you sick?" he asked her while touching her forehead with the coffee still in his hand.

Liu Yang pouted. "No. Do I look sick to you?" she retorted and snatched the coffee in his grasped and drank from it. "The coffee is good." She said and handed it back to Wan Li.

Since they're best friends, they share almost everything like they share the same body. Well, except boyfriends. And Liu Yang never had one, ever.

"I think you are sick," Wan Li insisted.

The elevator door opened and they both entered and punched their respective floor numbers. They talk freely since they are the only people inside.

"Why is that? I only had a headache this morning when I woke up." Liu Yang thought about it. She even touched her forehead to check if she has a fever. She really is not sick. Then, she exclaimed as if she remembered something, "Ah! Maybe because I look so haggard today. Look at these dark circles. Good God! And I didn't have any make-up on. Look!" she whined at Wan Li like a child.

Wan Li looked at her through his specs and said with a straight face, "Girl. You always look haggard. Everyday. You don't have to state the obvious. Even if you put some make-up on, you'll still look haggard. I only think you're sick because you came here so early today. I was worried. Don't assume." He recited his litany with his 'gay' way of speaking and drank from his coffee.

Liu Yang's jaw dropped to the floor. She could not retort to what he just said. She really did not think that Wan Li could be this cruel. Is he her friend or what? Can't he give her some sympathy? He smack Wan Li hard in the arm, who is drinking from his coffee. The intensity of her smacking him caused the coffee to spill all over the place. Fortunately, with quick reflexes, Wan Li was able to dodge being scalded. But not his shoes.

The elevator open with a 'ding!' Liu Yang quickly ran to her desk, laughing, leaving Wan Li red with anger. His precious shoes! His baby! Doesn't she know how much this cost?! And his coffee! She knows how much he hate instant coffee in the office! Wan Li is on the verge of crying. He really looked so pitiful.

The morning passed by peacefully without the two bumping into each other. Well, they have separate floors after all. At lunch time, Liu Yang intentionally passed by Wan Li's desk but was ignored by him and continued what he's doing. She pouted and hugged his neck from the back. "Girl, forgive me about this morning."

Wan Li winced and struggled from her embrace. "Pleasssssse!" she pleaded. "Let's have lunch together. My treat!" She merrily said.