My Mister and My Love Records

11.

My husband and I separated in the late spring of 2007. At that time, there were willows and willows, small bridges and flowing water,

My husband is 21 years old and I am 20 years old. We separated at the most difficult age for each other.

I chose to suspend school and leave for the sake of Mr. Tang's future as Mr. Tang's parents said.

The formalities were done very quickly. After I got my things, I went back to the rental house to pack my luggage. Mr. Tang sat on the bed with a calm and depressed atmosphere. I didn’t have many things, so I packed them up quickly. Say, "I'm leaving."

Mr. Tang did not speak.

I closed the door gently, dragged my luggage and left alone, I thought, my back must be very thin, with too much weight on my shoulders, I was too tired to bear it.

When I was going downstairs to leave in the car, I heard hurried footsteps behind me, I turned my head, and Mr. ran towards me, and immediately hugged me in front of me.

His crying was very depressing and muffled. He must be very sad. He hugged me so tightly that I couldn't breathe, but I didn't want him to let go.

Mr.'s eyes were shining, full of sadness, he looked at me, kissed me, and said to me like the first drunken confession, "I like you."

I sighed and said, "I like you too."

My husband looks good when he cries, but I can't bear him to cry, but I can't do anything, and I feel bad too.

My husband kissed me for the last time under the urging voice of the driver, and told me before parting: "You must wait for me, Mr. Tang just wants to spend his life with Mr. Ran."

I got in the car, poked my head out of the car window, greeted the breeze, and promised Mr. Tang: "Mr. Ran will wait for Mr. Tang."

12.

At the end of the autumn of 2007, I was busy with farm work at home. Mr. Tang called from time to time. I chatted with him on the phone and listened to him talk about interesting campus life. I got a scholarship and my roommates found girlfriends. Canteen A My aunt and the security uncle fell in love at dusk, and they would walk on the playground in their free time every day, making them cry with anger. The food in canteen B has become unpalatable, the cook in the canteen may have changed... Wait...

In the end, Mr. Tang said: "Qingqing, I have said so much, but I actually want to tell you that life is still going on. Mr. Tang is working hard. Mr. Ran, don't give up. I really love you."

My tears came down.

In the early winter of 2007, my father was dying. He lay on the kang every day, boiled Chinese medicine on the stove every day, and the room smelled like medicine. My father’s body was about to become a bone. At night, my father always hummed that his body hurt, and I couldn’t do anything about it. , Watching my father grow old slowly.

My father couldn't take the medicine anymore, the phlegm he coughed was mixed with blood, and he couldn't swallow anything.

My father stopped taking traditional Chinese medicine and could only survive by taking nutritional injections every day. His father said that he was in too much pain and wanted to leave.

I hugged my father and cried, "Dad, don't leave me."

My father looked at me with tears in his eyes, and I knew he couldn't let me go.

The morning when my father left was sunny, and my father asked me to push him to the yard to bask in the sun. My father took my hand and said to me: "I know, you and that boy have nothing to do, but you are the only one who will leave when I leave." Alone, if that boy cares about you, if you like, you can just do it, just don’t let the neighbors know, so Dad can rest assured."

With tears in my eyes, I said to my father, "I'm sorry, Dad, I made it difficult for you."

When my father hit me with a stick, it was because he didn't teach me well, and it was because of my happiness.

He was reluctant to beat me, so he only hit me with a stick, and that stick represented his attitude, he wanted me to live a good life.

My father closed his eyes after the sunset that day. One second before, he was arguing about eating rock candy. I was busy looking for him, and the next second my father passed away.

I covered my mouth, dropped the rock sugar in my hand, and cried, "Dad...I'm sorry for you..."

At the end of the winter of 2007, I never answered Mr. Tang’s phone calls. He sent me a lot of text messages. He was busy with his father’s funeral. For the first time, I felt physically and mentally exhausted. I suddenly thought, why not forget it?

I'm so tired, I can't hold on any longer.

At the beginning of 2008, I called Mr. Tang and gave him a fatal blow in his joy: "I plan to get married."

I heard Mr. Tang's voice trembling, "What do you mean? Ran Qing?"

"I'm tired." I said, "Mr. Tang, I really can't hold on anymore."

In the second year of falling in love with my husband, we separated and completely cut off contact.

13.

Marriage is just a pretense. No girl in the eight villages in the neighborhood is willing to marry a gay man. I study textbooks at home, plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and teach children in the village to earn a little money in my free time. I have something to do.

In May 2008, the Wenchuan Earthquake affected our area. After successfully escaping, I went to Wenchuan as a volunteer.

I saw a lot of lives go by. The weak bodies of children were smashed to pieces. Adults managed to escape but died due to lack of medical treatment. At the scene of the disaster relief, I saw a pair of boys hugging their bodies tightly and being dug out of the mound. At the last moment of their lives, none of them let go.

I am overwhelmed by their love.

We went to the worst place in the hardest-hit area. Before we left, the team leader asked us to write a suicide note, and then called our relatives to tell them to be prepared.

I called Mr. Tong.

The phone is picked up.

"Mr. Tang..." I said to the other end of the phone.

"Qingqing...?" The gentleman was taken aback.

I said "um", and then said, "Sir, I came to Wenchuan as a volunteer, this may be my last call, so I called you, I just want to say, Mr. Tang, I love you too, If I never come back, then you must find someone who loves you more than me to be with you, so that I can be worthy of my liking. If I come back, you...you can marry me, I really love you I really want to marry you."

"Qingqing, where are you in Wenchuan?" I heard the urgent voice of my husband.

I was about to answer when I found that the signal was interrupted, and then the ground began to shake under my feet...

14.

The tent collapsed, and the things inside kept shaking. I covered my head with my hands and hid in the open space. For the first time, I felt that I was so close to death. It seemed that in an instant, I would turn into a bone erosion and sleep in the ground forever.

The aftershock lasted for a long time. When I left the hardest-hit area, the group leader said that someone outside kept looking for me, as if he was crazy.

I froze for a moment and said, why would someone look for me?

The group leader said he didn't know him, but he was a very good-looking boy.

I was stunned, thinking it couldn't be Mr. Tang, right?

Sure enough, I saw a familiar figure still looking for me outside.

I stood where I was, watching Mr. running towards me after seeing me.

He hugged me and kept crying, "I was scared to death, I was scared to death, I almost thought I would never see you again."

I wiped his tears and said, "Why do you cry so much?"

The husband sobbed twice and said, "Isn't it because you worry me all day long?"

I smiled and said, "Isn't it all right?"

My husband hugged me and asked me, "Do you still count the words on the phone?"

I froze, "What's the matter?"

"You said you wanted to marry me?" said the husband, "You can't renege on your debt, can you?"

"Ah?" I had long forgotten about this. At that time, the situation forced me to award my last wish, but now I feel a little ashamed.

Mr. kissed me and said, answer quickly.

I lowered my head, my ears were reddish, I nodded and said, "It counts, I really want to marry you."

In May 2008, we did not flinch in the face of the disaster. My husband said he would marry me, and I said I would marry him.

We dedicated our best love to 2008.

The love of two boys alone.