Misu relies on writing for the capital to live. It's a precarious life, but she's happy to be spontaneous, or to live at will. For the most part, Misu rejects crowds. Her only means of communication with the outside world is words.
Misu takes a two-hour piano lesson every Wednesday afternoon, from one to three. It sounds like the schedule of a small child, but she does whatever she wants and doesn't care what others think. In fact, she didn't have to care what anyone else thought, because Misu only had herself as a family member or friend in this city.
Usually, Misu likes to take the 13th bus to the 14th bus to go to class, and on the way there, she will eat an apple with reckless abandon, not caring about whether her image is elegant or not. In fact, there were many ways to get from Misu's house to the class, by subway, by bus 64, or simply by car, but Misu still preferred the current way of walking. Although it was troublesome. Misu actually liked the way the names of the two buses connected together, 1314. lifetime. Though it was a bit cheesy to say now.
After class, Misu usually preferred to walk home so she could pass by a cake store. The name of this store was unique - Take Me Away. Whenever she walked to this store, Misu used to stop and look through the window at the desserts that were quietly waiting for someone to take them away, especially the tiramisu, but she never went in.
Misu knew that tiramisu tasted bitter, a bitterness that sweetness couldn't mask.
Tila was a good looking 32 year old single man, a quarter Italian. Loves JAZZ, experiments with movies, but is a gentle man who looks at people with focused eyes and loves sweet-tasting Spanish Sherry wines. A man who knows how to be kind to himself, though not to relationships, and is thus single.
Tila has a cake store with the name - Take Me Away. It wasn't rare for a man to own a cake store, but what was rare was that the man didn't know how to make cakes at all. He had all the desserts in his store made by someone else, except for one, and that was tiramisu.
Tila liked to make the tiramisu in the morning, after having seen the sunrise, and then set it out for sale in the afternoon to get some sunshine. This is because the treat is frozen for 5 or 6 hours, and the cups are frozen for 1 or 2 hours, so that it has the right texture.
Tila likes this lazy state of life and doesn't care to spend a lot of time on the things he likes.
The purest form of tiramisu is a layer of fluffy textured Italian finger cookies drenched in strong espresso and mellow Marsala, the spirit of Italy's Sicily, layered with a mixture of authentic Italian Mascarpone soft cheese, whipped cream, and sugar, and topped with a thin sieve of A thin layer of bitter-sweet cocoa powder is sifted on top.
Tila makes Tiramisu like this, with a mellow flavor of sweet and bitter, just like the taste of love.
On an ordinary weekend afternoon, Misu walked into Tila's cake store. Misu is today's birthday. It was only one, but birthdays are not supposed to be miserable, Misu told herself.
As Tira watched Misu walk in, it seemed to Tira that time had stopped and seemed to be flying by. The sunlight just stilled on Misu's face and fizzed out, reflecting the silent silhouette. Tila forgot about the work in his hands and just stared blankly at Misu's face. The face that still retained the scent of when she was 17 years old.
Misu first looked down intently at the beautiful cakes, then turned her eyes to look at Tiramisu, whose color was somewhat eerily rich, and then said, Give me a cheesecake. Voice calm.
Uh, miss, our tiramisu is famous, wouldn't you like to try it? Tira's throat tightened a bit.
No, it tastes a bit bitter for my taste, thanks. Misu refused.
But Tiramisu has a beautiful meaning in Italian: "Take me away". Tila said, looking at Misu's slightly downcast face.
Misu froze for a moment, her memory spinning in her mind. She still had her head bowed in the same position as before.
Misu, do you remember what this means? Tira wanted to reach out and pull Misu somewhat backwards, but in the end he didn't have the courage. He was afraid that if he was too hasty, the person in front of him would disappear without a trace again, hiding for seven years.
Misu suddenly looked up, looked at Tila, the corners of his eyes moist, and then smiled. Tira, when I meet me again, you will take me. Misu said, taking Tira's hand that she had wanted to withdraw.
Misu was only seventeen when Tira met her, a child who was absolutely quiet. Tira, on the other hand, had an overly lively life, like many young men in their twenties who had grown up abroad.
Tila discovered Misu in a Beijing hutong, where he was hovering in front of a residence with a page. Tila thought Misu was beautiful, a kind of beauty unique to Oriental women. Silent, stoic, yet vaguely insistent.
So he watched her quietly from the mouth of the alley.
Misu finally entered, and with her came the sound of scuffling and the shrill sound of things colliding. This surprised Tira and worried her a little. Tira wanted to leave, but was hesitant. It was in the middle of the repetition that the door opened.
Misu just appeared in front of Tira once more. Still withdrawn and stoic, only with an additional well-defined palm mark on her face. Tira just watched Misu quietly, she was not amused, and sat down on the threshold.
What is your name, Tira asked, sitting on the threshold as well. Misu. Misu didn't look up. Misu? My name is Tira. Misu gave Tila a puzzled look. There is a dessert in Italy called tiramisu. The name means "take me away" in Italian. So my name is Tila. Tila looked at Misu with eager eyes.
Misu smiled, signaling the beginning of a love affair.
Misu thought that Tiramisu tasted a little bitter, and should not taste like dessert. Tila just smiled.
Misu was parentless, she only had her grandfather, an unusually grumpy aged man who often beat her for reasons that were not enough, like when she first met Tira, the reason for her grandfather's hand was that Misu didn't get first place in the school year. That time she was only 0.5 points away from first. In fact, Misu knew that the reason he was so hard on her was because her life was something that wasn't supposed to exist. Misu's mom fell in love with a Taiwanese man, but that man left. Misu's mom also ran away after giving birth to this child with a blank father column. Misu's grandfather is a respected old professor who has studied history all his life, and a child with such a degrading reputation is, quite frankly, a sinful child in his eyes.
Misu has been hiding Tila's existence, knowing full well that if Tila is found out by her grandfather, it will be the end of them.
Paper can't hold fire after all, and the time came when the cards had to be shown. Misu was having a baby, Tila's baby. So Tila said to Misu, let's go see your grandpa and then I'll take you. Misu refused, she understood too well what the outcome of going home would be, but Tila didn't.
The result was predictable, and in Grandpa's opinion, another extremely similar humiliation. The seemingly svelte Grandpa was never soft when it came to hitting people. Tira's arm was injured by the shovel, and Misu desperately pushed Tira outward. By the time Tila realized what was happening, there was only the door of the forbidden room in front of her. On the other side of the door there was Grandpa's shouting and cursing, the sound of thrashing, the sharp sound of tables, chairs, bowls and cans clashing, but not Misu's voice. Tila was suddenly terrified and kept rapping on the door, to no avail. Finally, there was no sound.
Tila was at his wits' end and thought that he would talk to the old man tomorrow when he had calmed down. He believed that his love for Misu was something that would allow him to finally have the power to take her.
But Tila was wrong. From that day on, Misu disappeared,
The only thing Tila could keep was a vague promise from Misu before she walked into the house with him, If we are separated, Tila, when I meet me again, you will take me. Tila goes to their house several times to look for Misu after he disappears, until he sees strange faces living in the house. In order to find Misu, Tila opened a cake store in the busiest part of the city, named "Take Me Away". He believes that Misu will see it one day, and then they will meet again in an unexpected moment.
The gods have mercy on them, and they finally get what they want.