Revenge

C City was not strange to Amanda. She came a long way to the food street outside the south gate of Jinghua University, where all kinds of snacks across the nation could be found. She was especially familiar with this place.

"A bowl of beancurd jelly, please!" Said Amanda to the busy chef, who was also the owner of the snack bar, as she sat down at a roadside stand in the twilight of the city.

The chef looked up and shouted at a distance: "You want it salty or sweet?"

Amanda paused for a moment and said, "Spicy!"

Well, people from different places loved beancurd jelly in different tastes; so “spicy” was also not a surprise to the owner at all; Amanda looked around; the small bar were crowded with people, some students and some tourists from other places...Time flied, but it seemed that nothing had changed within this small bar. She found it a bit difficult to differentiate between “Amanda” and “Mia”.

Beancurd jelly was soon served; Amanda and her stomach cannot wait any longer. Placing more spices into the bowl, she picked up the spoon and sipped at the amazing soup of it; the hotness made her coughing and tearing; the red oil splashed on her white T-shirt...

The girl sitting across her was amazed by her gobbling the spicy jelly like that; she handed her a tissue and asked: “Are you okay?”

It took Amanda a while to realize she was asking her. She politely took the tissue and smiled back at her. "I am ok. Thank you." Her eyes were blurred by the steam.

Amanda opened the lid of the small bottle of chilli, and added

crying, nor was

of chilli was floating on top of soup; after blending in more vinegar, Amanda started enjoying her

green onion floating on it. The girl was making fun of the boy ordering sweet one: “Well, that’s simply a waste of beancurd jelly. Why do you even eat jelly if you

the boy turned his head far away saying in a tone of disgust: “Not interested, at

The girl noticed her laugh and said: “Girl, you have boyfriend? Remember to find one who would eat the

with a broad smile and nod before lowering her head

her, Amanda thought, Aaron Gu was not qualified as a boyfriend at all. He had never been willing to taste the soup of hers, and he had even pretended to be stranger to her sometimes when there were many people surrounding them. He had never been willing to give in to her; he would say to her cockily: “I only

well; she would have poured every seasonings into his bowl and smiled playfully at him: “Well, eat it; it is still in your

hair; a presence of seriousness and sternness would break into laughter within seconds and he would pushed the bowl to Amanda and

would glare at her saying impatiently: “Aman! I don’t have my whole life

would dissipate every sullenness

blushing red and then turning into purple, Aaron Gu would seat Amanda back down and wipe his mouth with his eyes watching around vigilantly as if everyone else was watching

Crying over spicy beancurd

her was Aaron Gu with his hands in