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Reprinted from 57294156 at 16:31 on February 17, 2011 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
more than eleven years ago at midnight, I got a call Soymilk. The other was manic to me exclaimed: We have a China Post, your boyfriend giving birth, it quickly over a trip to prepare for his funeral. Soymilk
I put down, and quickly began to pick up a bowl of canned food. Went downstairs to eat half the bowl down, far from a train is coming, I waved, drove the train stopped in front of me, the driver pushed open the door to ask: Where? I said, China Post. You train too slow. I want to make cars.
shocked driver, a step on the gas. Mars scattered in the cement on the road train pulled away two Erdaogou Hurricane derailment.
I saw soles,
tory burch 2011, a little more. Turned and ran upstairs. The roof of one labeled My boyfriend dystocia. Let me take you for a ride. Driver said: This is an emergency Son. My plane is too slow. You hit car. Having the helicopter downstairs throwing anchor and slowly pulled up a taxi, the driver head out shouting: the China Post ah? Bargaining table or the children are playing?
I stood under the helicopter, he could feel the wind, the situation is very urgent. Q: How much usually?
driver, said the intercom: two hundred! I also picked up a Soymilk
said: too expensive! I still buy a car go!
driver jumped down from the car to jump the roof, playing a roll stand up and say: buy a car ah. To find me.
I ask, what is your car?
TAXI drivers marked the launch of a BMW, said: brand sports car. Handmade.
I saw, did enough to hand. Fuel gauge are all hand painted.
I said nothing, his arms pulled out a sack from the IC card, solemnly handed over to the driver, said: good car. I'll take it. That there is a six million calls, you take it. Province, the point of use.
drivers tears, shaking hands, stroking the rough IC card, too choked to speak.
I sighed, patting the driver on the shoulder and said: Thank you. Roll. I mentioned the BMW
go fast food restaurant, bought a second-hand urn, went to China Post. The time has arrived at six o'clock, a salesperson with a mask walked up to ask: Are you patient family? I said, my boyfriend how? Salesman shook his head: We have tried. But alas ... ... ... ... ... ...
my son safe brain suddenly went blank. My boyfriend walked leisurely take their children to me, and asked with concern: What are you doing it?
I said: I do mind a blank.
dissatisfied with her boyfriend and said: how your brain is so in love with a blank yet.
me with rage, he took a casket, pointing to her boyfriend's head and said: What you say I empty white, ah? You as a man his mother, in this paper that such a logical world, his birth mother what the child ah? ! After you let me out how to deal with social media? Who the hell want to go to the Spring Festival Evening ah? !
I cursed aloud, while cool screech opened the box bolt.
just listen to sound urn ring, her boyfriend died in the box. I carried the body of the earth, mixed feelings, which, was my favorite people ... ... your mother.
I wail big howl, next to the post office staff continue to sell me mineral water. I am weeping, cried out: Do not! I am his mother not to mineral water! You take the side of the child to go! !
I cried for a while, on a trip to the toilet, the toilet door of a Duan Zhaoqiang body printed with Now is the very day, you can not use the toilet.
I look forward to the toilet, quietly walked away. Took two steps back to step on that man's foot. And then quietly leave. A man pulled me into my hands a leaflet: Self Crematorium great bargain end of the year. A twenty dollars.
I stopped billing, and so he carried my boyfriend to participate in cremation.
came crematoria, the door has been waiting in a thirteen meters Fifty-six centimeters long queue. Last until the exciting moment, I looked at the two cremation master, a coal to fill a Shanshan Zi, bursts of refreshing aroma. Fan the fire of the master looked up to ask me: burn a few?
I hand him her boyfriend: One.
fill coal master asked: do not put cumin.
I hesitated and asked: Do not pay more money, right?
master said: did not.
I said: that to a sack.
burned for a moment, fan the fire master to call me: to you look at enough heat.
I politely refused: you look Come on. I recently bit left-handed, the doctor not to eat meat.
tags Titanic BMW China Post boyfriend bus