I am the country of Vietnam. Many people know of me from the Vietnam War which many countries were involved in. My human name is Lien Chung. Although Nguyen is a very popular Vietnamese last name.
I was just working in my rice fields when a brunette boy came up to me. That's strange, no one usually visited me. "Ciao, Lien! Veee~!" I giggled. "Xin chao, Feli. What brings you to my country today?" I wiped the sweat off my face with a little rag that I pulled out of my pocket. "I was just at Yao's place! He invited me over since I said I love Chinese food. He cooked so much food for me that I can't feel my stomach! But it was so good! Veee!" This guy was so strange sometimes.
"Yes, big brother does make really good food." I didn't really know what to say, although me and Feli were close friends. "Vee, yes. If I could, I would live in China with Yao!" "I-I see. You could stay there for vacation or something. It would be great to give him company once in a while. He gets lonely." I blushed, that was too much information. "Wow, Lien! You sure do know a lot about Yao! Vee!" I blushed again. Something seemed to catch his eye. "Ooh look who's coming!"
Something in the way he said it made me know that it was Yao who was coming ever closer to us. I dared not turn around. "Ni hao, Lien. Ni hao, Feli." He greeted and bowed to both of us, being ever so formal as always. I blushed madly at the presence of the person who I love. "Ciao, Yao! I was just telling Lien about how you made me so much food! I think I made her hungry." "You did not." I didn't want Yao to be troubled by me as always.
Yao laughed a very charming laugh. "It's fine, Lien. If you want me to cook, I will cook for you." Yao smiled at me. I averted my eyes quickly. "Well, I'm gonna go back to Europe now! Ciao!" He then left us two alone. "Um, let me go back to my house so I can get changed. I don't think I look very ravishing covered in mud." We both laughed as we made out way to my house.
"My house is really messy, but I love it anyways." Yao walked around my house, looking at all the ancient scrolls, pots, and silk embroidery. "You have many things from my country, Lien." I was in my room changing, but I could hear him clearly, since my house had very thin walls. "Yes.. I do. I mean, we've written history together. Kinda." I felt awkward telling him that, but it's true. We had been united for almost a thousand years.
I walked out of my room, changed into my green ao dai, after I had taken a quick shower. My hair was still wet, so I wrapped it into a towel. Yao was sitting on a couch in the living room. I walked in, carrying a teapot and two cups on a tray. "Do you want some tea?" I sat across from him, pouring him some tea when he nodded.
Sitting so close to him brought back so much memories from long ago. "Lien, may I ask you something?" I looked up at him, my train of thought interrupted. "Sure, Yao. You can always ask me anything." I sipped on my tea. "Would you like to go somewhere with me? Francis has been begging me to go visit Paris with someone." I nearly choked on my drink. He wanted to go to the city of romance, with me? "I'd love to go. I-I mean, yes, I'll go with you. But why did you choose to go with me?" I had to ask, it just didn't feel right that he had chosen me. I'm no one special.
"I chose you because I couldn't think of any other person to go to a place of romance with. Besides, it's not like we don't already have deep feelings for each other." I gasped. He loved me back, all this time? His amber eyes met my jade colored eyes. I saw some kind of passion in his eyes-it was strange. But at the same time, I enjoyed it.
