Revenge

Amanda’s coughing subsided in the face of Aaron Gu's sarcasm. "What are you doing here?" she blurted out.

Aaron Gu looked at her coldly and asked: "What? Is this your shop? Em?"

He was obviously very unhappy, and there was a chill in his tone.

But Amanda had never been afraid of Aaron Gu. She was never afraid of him when she was alive, and she will not be afraid of him after she died, either...

Died...

Oh, yeah, Amanda had died. So Aaron was not here for her; and sitting across him was not Amanda but the teenager girl, Mia, who had been fucking with him last night and this morning; and Aaron Gu was as cold and ruthless as he always had been, not even to his little girlfriend.

Night closed in; outside the peaceful snack bar was a noisy and bustling world they all came from; everything was still the same as yesterday, as years ago; Aaron Gu was sitting across her ordering his sweet jelly; but he was not that young sunshine boy any more and she was not Amanda; he could never see her face again, even if he wanted...

Amanda smiled self-mockingly, lowered her head again, and continued to sip at her bowl of spicy beancurd jelly.

"Enjoy." The chef served the bowl in person and greeted Aaron Gu politely.

Aaron Gu stirred his spoon in his bowl but he seemed reluctant to eat the jelly.

Gu said out of blue as if he was

chili oil sticking on the smooth wall of her bowl; his brow slightly furrowed; he was obviously asking

chuckled and said, "Everyone has his or her own taste. Like you, you might never like spicy beancurd jelly in your life, just like you hate women who cry in bed."

was raised: "I remember the Art school was in another direction. You came so far to eat a bowl of beancurd jelly. Well, you have a

He seemed to be gloating with not a trace of sympathy to be detected. Was he expecting her affirmative answer? Did he

her twenty thousand dollars so that she could act as a

tree, her patron...her welfare of the rest of her life may

you most needed. He would save your mother’s life. Amanda thought a lot within seconds about Mia, about the reality but when it came to the response, she was as ruthless and ironic as she would have always been:

out of her bag and put it on the table, imitating Aaron Gu, raising her lips and saying, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for you mercy and kindness last night. This bowl

was tall and slim; she looked down upon Aaron Gu as she stood up and before

was after she left, feeling nothing about her

Gu took a spoonful of beancurd jelly and drank it. It was so sweet that his tongue felt a bit bitter on the tip.

scoop out a large tablespoon of red pepper and oil and put them in the bowl; then he moved on to the bottle of vinegar and poured half bottle of it into

spicy in sour, fresh and delicious, Amanda-exclusive spicy-sour beancurd jelly!"

That woman's voice echoed in his ears. Aaron Gu frowned and tasted a sip of that very ferocious-looking beancurd jelly. He coughed vigorously and pulled the tissue on the table as his face glowed red. The

man in suit and tie sat on the roadside stall eating beancurd jelly and was choking on the spicy pepper? It would have hit the headline of the newspaper. Other female guests craned their necks to look at him and some took out the cell phone to creepshot him; some even exclaimed: “Ya, Mr. Gu...who had been a lecturer in our school; he was so

up on his

why?”