Revenge

This man, Aaron Gu, was always a pain in her heart; although so many years had past, his image was still imprinted in her mind; she had dreamed about him before, but never for once, so vividly like it was now.

"Babe, what's the matter with you?" The handsome face of Aaron Gu was so close yet so unreal; but that sometimes gentle and sometimes aggressive kisses of him and that strong male body odor of him was saying to her that what she was experiencing was not a dream.

"babe, lovely girl, don’t you cry."Aaron Gu kissed away the tears from Amanda's eyes with affection. That charming smile on his face would have women swooned over him.

Amanda was shaking. Her hands clutched at the sheet, let go, clenched at it again. Then she buried her face in the soft pillow.

The image of that young sunshine boy was shattered as the innocence and shyness of him on that virgin night faded away; he was now a man of self indulgence and lewdness.

When Aaron Gu finally had enough, he hugged Amanda's shaking body and said in a gruff voice close to her ear: "I hate women who cry in bed..."

Amanda's eyes were staring blankly into the darkness of the room. Unlike a dream, everything was so real, her senses were real, the pain and the pleasure were real, what Aaron Gu had just said were real --

‘I hate women who cry in bed.’

Hehe.

"I wonder if he remembers? Once the love was so deep and heated, in that spring and summer. Yet now. Don't talk, it's raining, and we prefer to stay naive..."

phone broke

Aaron Gu saw her in a daze, he grabbed the phone from the cabinet, threw it to

that I was once his only lover. Does

song of a girl’s missing for her first lover. Amanda did not answer but looked in the direction of the bathroom where water

at least we've shared the same secret and the same memories, whether he still recognizes

the door of the bathroom “crack” opened. Amanda was shocked. She grabbed the phone tightly and stared into Aaron Gu's eyes without blinking.

still white foam on his chin, and his dark, mesmerising eyes cold glared at her as he said impatiently: "Babe, don't let me

shut

actually angry and impatient;

was the name that popped up on the screen of the ringing phone; right before Amanda could press the answer key, the phone stopped

did not know her.

worked so hard on her; and besides the burning, a scar that seemingly scabbed recently caught her attentions just like the cinnabar mole.

Cinnabar mole?

cinnabar mole was still there; she held out her fingers to touch it; her fingers were extreme long as well with her nails untrimmed; Amanda would have trimmed all her nails due to design work. And the long hair, was it growing over night?

over to the mirror. Her eyes widened in horror

was oddly strange; the eyebrows were well matched to the eyes and made it extremely charming while the perfect red lips

it gently, so did the girl in the mirror. Then, all of a sudden, Amanda saw a trace of blood stain

and bumped into the cabinet; she struggled to her feet with the support of the cabinet; she pinched herself trying to wake herself up; but it was not dream; it hurt...Amanda resigned to her vision and slid down again to the floor; everything