wife is a small point, where do I go to her to ask. I’m sick and tired, but she never bored. However, this small point in the Raining Night lost forever
married that day, my wife was using the money to buy the ring buy me a cell phone. That night, the two of us over again in the quilt debugging a cellphone rings. We feel that life just like ring loud, melodious, full of longing and hope. From that day on, I received a call from her: her husband, a buy order from work back home. Honey, I miss you. . Her husband, went to mother house for dinner together in the evening. See her text messages, always in my heart is warm.
in one case, I forget to charge the phone and accompany leadership to the grassroots, social engagements did not come home until midnight. Opened the door and saw wife crying has red eyes. From the time I got started, she once a every quarter of an hour, not always in the service area that can be heard. More worried wife, thinking that what happened accidentally, then once every ten minutes, until I opened the door, she put the receiver down. My wife’s a molehill: I am not a child, but also to anything? Wife says that there is a feeling, that I don’t answer the phone wouldn’t have come back. I patted her head and smiled: fool! However, since then I keep in mind that in time for charging the mobile phone.
then I rise the level, is the money, mobile phones for many. Suddenly one day, reminds me of that ring owes his wife, then excitedly pulled her to the Mall. But she hesitated and said, what are platinum diamond rings on the fingers? Would you buy a mobile phone for me? I can often tell you. So I bought her a cell phone.
the other day, we are one in the bedroom, a living room, send SMS to each other, have fun.
one night, my colleagues and I friends playing cards, playing in the xingtoushang, wife call phone: where are you? Why not home? My co-workers at home playing cards. When are you going back? Later. Cards lose-win, win lose, my wife’s phone hit over and over again. Outside the rain, my wife call came again: where are you? Doing? Come back! Not telling you? My colleague’s House, so much rain under How do I go back! Then you tell me where are you, I’ll call you! No! Playing cards with friends all laughed at my wife tubes, pique, I turn off your cell phone.
others, I lose empty-handed, friend by car to take me home, unexpectedly, locking the door, his wife was not at home. Just then, the phone rang, is mother to. She was at the other end and cried, wife the night the rain out, riding a bicycle, with the umbrella to colleagues come to me, looked for a another, had an accident on the road, never to wake up
I turned on the phone, I saw above there is an unread message: did you forget? Today was our wedding anniversary! I’m going to find you, don’t run, I took an umbrella! She walked in to find my way, won’t ever wake up. I’m in tears, again and again to watch this short message, thought that one night I lost the whole world.
his wife has been dead for three months, but I still can’t wake up from a nightmare, love, there is no treasure, when lost, so painful!