Xie Mi stood in the snack street, bawling her eyes out.
The kindhearted auntie at the stall looked at her sympathetically. "Sweetheart, romance isn't everything in life. So what if you got dumped? Tears soak the dumpling soup, but love won't hurt you anymore!"
Xie Mi's core programming kicked in. Even with tears and snot streaming down her face, she didn't forget to chime in. "Tears soak the barbecue, no more letting love turn my brain to goo!"
The auntie looked pleased. "Tears fall into my milk tea, no more feeling small because of him!"
Xie Mi was fired up. "Tears soak my Shuanghui sausage, I swear I'll be the king of kings!!!"
The auntie gave an excited cry of agreement, shouted, "That's right!" and grabbed her cleaver, chopping even more fiercely.
"Glad you've figured it out. Hang on, sweetheart. I'll give you extra. I'll load you right up!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-
The auntie's cleaver rose and fell, pounding against the chopping block. The onion split apart, its pungent juices flying.
Xie Mi completely lost it. With a howl, her streaming tears turned into outright jets.
"Auntie, I really didn't get dumped-"
Under this kind of torture, even Jesus would have cried.
Sizzle-
The sliced onion rings went into the hot oil, and a sweet, toasted aroma spread in all directions.
The auntie handed Xie Mi the bag of fried onion rings with an unpretentious smile.
"So you didn't get dumped. I saw you wearing a wedding dress under your coat and crying so hard, I thought you'd just run away from your wedding."
"Wedding dress?"
Xie Mi looked down at the wedding dress beneath her trench coat, which seemed covered but actually wasn't hidden at all, and realization dawned.
"I didn't run away."
She beamed.
"I'm getting married today!"
[Xie Yeqing