I actually ate the cherries Kang Wenle bought!
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey ptooey!"
"I won't eat them anymore, and neither should you. Give them all back to him!"
Thinking about the cherries I've already eaten makes me feel as uncomfortable as if I'd swallowed a fly.
"What's wrong with you, child?"
"Mom, I don't like him and I definitely don't want to marry him."
He's really something, isn't he? Facing a dead end with me, he turns around and visits.
And he picks the time when I'm not home.
"Jingjing, just because you don't like him now doesn't mean you won't like him in the future."
The person speaking is my older aunt; she just came out of the bathroom at my house.
Suddenly, everything made sense.
Kang Wenle wouldn't know our home address unless my older aunt led him here. Who else could it be?
My aunt motioned for my mom and me to sit down and started her long speech.