Chapter 16 Best friend


    Aaron Gu frowned; his attention was still seized by that bowl of messy soup; he spoke indifferently to


    phone: “Okay.”


    He took out a money from the wallet and handed it to the chef after hanging up the phone; chef did not


    take the money butughed at him: “That girl has already paid for you, remember?”


    Aaron Gu seemed a bit surprised and looked up into the smiling eyes of the chef, his face cold and


    expressionless as usual.


    Seeing him turn around, the boss said politely after him, "Take your time ande here often when


    you are free. Do not try spicy jelly if you are not ready; I have only seen two girls who could do hot to


    that extent; one was a girl who has not shown up for years with her boyfriend, and the other, the girl


    who sat across you...Well, that’s something...hahaha...”


    As if he had not heard what he said, Aaron Gu walked into the noisy crowd and felt a little lost.


    All is quiet at dead of night; Amanda sat in the open air on the flower bed, looking at the bright neon in


    the distance, feeling like a homeless ragpicker; she was still living the moment of their meeting in the


    snack bar; she had long made up her mind to be a sweet and obedientmb in front of Aaron Gu if she


    was to meet him again. But when she met him in the bar, she found it impossible.


    He had been acting like that he was mistreated and abandoned by the world. Was it because Amanda


    had died and disappeared from the world forever?


    He he, Amanda was amused by her own thought; she had been dead for over three months; Did Aaron


    Gu get the news till today? If he was saddened by her death, what had he been up to in this three


    month? The memory they shared, the happiness they had, what did they mean to him? Was it a bit too


    late to mourn for her and their past.


    Yeah, everything was toote, long before her death.


    Everyone passing under the neon seemed a ghost with no face to Amanda; suddenly as if reminded of


    something, she stood up and rushed for Jingdu Airport; she was told that thetest flight had taken off;


    someone suggested her to take the high-speed train, “You would make it to S City at the first light of


    tomorrow morning if you depart now.”


    At the Southern Train Station, holding the ticket, Amanda’s heart was jumping like crazy; She


    mechanically checked in, waited in the lounge finally hopped into the train. Everything seemed so


    surreal; outside the windows of was a ck void; she closed her eyes and wondered whether next time


    she opened her eyes, everything would turn out to be just a nightmare of hers and she was still lying in


    her own bed in Juan’s vi?


    Not many people was onboard at such a timing; steward pushing a cart passed her seat from time to


    time and asked if she needed snacks or anything; everything was quiet except for the rhythmed sound


    of the train galloping. The first light of the dawn came through the window as expected and shined on


    the face of Amanda. Soon, the train came to a halt.


    The familiar S city logo, the familiar Southern ent, even the humidity in the air, made Amanda feel


    like she had been away for a lifetime. Her first destination was her home, one of the city''s top vis,


    where her family once lived and where she and Bill Fu never moved out.


    At the entrance of the vi, Amanda did get out of the taxi. She looked out of the window at the vi;


    the vi was under renovation with the overallyout being changed, the color of the wall being


    changed and the roof....Everything changed.


    The driver looked back at her and asked, "Little girl, are you looking for someone or something?


    Here we are." However, seeing this luxurious and vast vi, the driver did not hurry to go; he said with


    contempt: "Well, is it really morefortable to live in such a big house? After death, they are also


    caged in an small urn, isn’t it? Even if the urn is made of gold, some graver robber may dig them out in


    a few hundred years. In my opinion, rich or not, life is still equal; look how bored they are, renovate a


    already brand new and beautiful vi!"


    Amanda didn''t answer; her full attention was caught by the house. The flowers she nted in her little


    garden had been swept clean and the house looked like apletely new ce to her...Bill Fu and Lily


    Shen were doing a great job in erasing her and her family...The name of a lovely husband and great


    son-inw did not allow him to sell the house, so he was going to reconstruct it into a love nest of him


    and Lily Shen...This vi had changed the owners from Juans to Fu and Shen.


    "Sorry, sir, I mistake the ce. Could you take me to this ce..." Amanda came back to herself,


    smiled at the driver and gave out another address.


    "Okay!" The driver turned around andughed. "Little girl," he said, "I was just thinking, you must be in


    the wrong ce. This is the district for rich people. Everyone here owned arge house and with high


    security guard!"


    Amanda knew that if it was not because of the renovation, they would not be able to get in this district


    in the very first ce.


    But she did not agree with what the drivers said; they were rich, but they were kind and good people.


    She may be a bit arrogant and domineering but she had never done anything to hurt others. She


    worked hard to earn her own money as well. No one should have taken the lives of her family simply


    because they were rich.


    The taxi stopped at the entrance to a neighborhood, and Amanda paid the fare and got out.


    She stood at the door and rang the doorbell. Amanda''s heart was in her mouth. The call had never got


    through and that worried Amanda sick. She wished to see Lydia Du open the door and be foul-


    mouthed, ming her for disturbing her sleep in such a early morning.


    The door was opened from the inside; through the crack of the security door Amanda saw a gaunt and


    haggard middle-aged woman; she looked at Amanda narrowly and asked: "Who are you looking for?"


    It was Lydia Du''s mother. Amanda knew her.


    But obviously she did not know Mia.


    With her voice a bit trembling, Amanda squeezed her own palm and asked: “I...


    I''m looking for Lydia..."


    At the name of Lydia, her face darkened immediately: "My daughter passed away two months ago in a


    car ident." She said extremely inly, looking up at Amanda, whose tears were streaming down like


    crazy. "Can I help you?...Little girl, do you know my daughter?" She asked.


    Amanda choked back her tears as she made up a story: "I...I was one of her students when she was a


    volunteer teacher in university. I have always liked Miss Du a lot. This time I happened to be in S City


    on business, so I wanted to visit her..."


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    Amanda knew almost everything about Lydia Du, so her lie was wless. "Come in and have a seat,


    girl," her mother said with a smile, as if she were remembering something far away.


    With that, he opened the security door and let In Amanda.


    Lydia Du’s room stayed the same asst time she visited her. The only difference was a ck-and-


    white portrait hanging on the wall of Lydia Du smiling at her, her eyes ring at her.


    "Here, drink." Lydia’s mother brought her a cup of tea and followed her gaze to look at the photo of


    Lydia. “Don’t cry, girl. That’s her fate; I have never thought that she would die before me either. But it


    waste that night when she attended the funeral of her best friend. It must be her grieve that


    distracted her and she crashed into a big truck full of goods on it...When her father and I got to the


    hospital, it was almost...I can...I can barely recognize her...” She cried.


    Funeral of her best friend...