Honey, I'll be your wife in my next life.

When she graduated from college, the girl said to the boy, "I'm going to Beijing. Zhongguancun in Beijing is known as China's Silicon Valley. There are many opportunities and it is easy to develop in the future." The boy said: then I will go back to my hometown in Sichuan, where there is a land of abundance and there are many beauties. If you do not want me when you are developed, it will be easy for me to find again. The girl's little fist tapped on the boy's thick chest and pouted out his mouth, saying that you just want to be beautiful, hum, even if I don't want you in the future, you can only think that I love me and forbid you to find other girls. The boy took the girl's hand, affectionately printed a kiss on her forehead, said, silly girl, our parents are in Sichuan, you went to Beijing, I, a good son-in-law, of course I have to go back to take care of my parents-in-law. The girl's eyes shone with tears, threw them into the boy's arms, and never got up again.

The two people are separated from each other but their feelings are not diminished. Of course, thick Acacia can only be transmitted by radio waves, send text messages and make phone calls. The two people contribute wholeheartedly to the turnover of the communications industry of the motherland. One day, the girl read a story on the Internet about a couple. Every time she called, the boy would wait for the girl to hang up first. When the girl experienced the vicissitudes of life, she found that the man who loved him most in the world was the boy who waited for him to hang up every time he called.

The girl remembered the story that made her cry. When she got off the phone that night, she said to the boy, "you hang up first." The boy was stupefied and said, silly girl, what's the priority of making a phone call? The girl acts like a spoiled girl and says, "No, no, no, no. The boy paused for a few seconds, smiled and said that he knew the silly girl, so that I wouldn't be single in the future, so I hung up first, and I knew it was a waste of phone charges. When the girl heard the first busy tone after the boy hung up, she smiled happily and said to the boy in her heart, "Honey, I love you more than you love me."

From then on, the two people called, and whenever they said goodbye, she would hold her phone and listen quietly, waiting for the boy to hang up first. The boy always called her a silly girl with a smile and affectionately, and hung up the phone. For a long time, the girl gradually felt a touch of grievance: you know you, hum, every time I wait for you to hang up the phone, I love you so silently, but you do not know. She wanted the boy to read the article and let him know how much he loved him, and he could wait for himself to hang up the phone one day so that he could really feel what it meant to be loved. The girl held back, her happiness is both sweet and sour, she thought: to be able to love a man deeply in a unique way, is also a kind of happiness.

Like all Beijing drifters, girls are not comfortable, but they can live in tube buildings, and their living conditions are better than those of Beijing drifters who live in the basement. The initial ambition has been worn down to a small tail, but the strong girl has not complained to the boy, she is just more accustomed to saying that I love you to the boy. The neighborhood where the tube building is located is not very safe, and there is even a psychopath who specializes in stealing women's underwear. In the past, she was accompanied by a girl who rented with her, but the girl did not feel any better, but the girl went home on leave because of something at home, leaving the girl to live in a house with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. She naturally felt lonely and scared.

That night, the girl was awakened by a sound of "rustling" in her sleep and listened carefully to the sound coming from the door of the room. She clung to the quilt, trembling all over, the atmosphere dared not come out, and helpless tears welled up silently from her eyes. Suddenly, her hand touched the cell phone under the pillow, as if grasping the straw, immediately sent a text message to the boy: honey, I am afraid. In fact, the boyfriend is far away in Sichuan, even if a message can play a role? What's more, boys may turn off their phones and go to bed in the middle of the night. The girl forgot to call the police first. at this most frightening moment, she only thought of boys.

To the girl's surprise, a few seconds after the message was sent, the boy's call came in. She gently connected it and heard the boy's concerned voice inside: silly girl, do you miss me? The girl tried to keep her voice down and told the boy that she was living alone in the house and that there might be thieves outside the door. She was so scared. The boy comforted the girl not to be afraid. he thought about it and said to the girl: turn on your cell phone and turn it on as loudly as you can. you go to the door slowly, don't be afraid, honey, trust me, don't be afraid. The girl was smart, and as soon as the boy said, she thought of the boy's intention: the boy shouted loudly to let the people outside know that there were men in the house, people who stole things or had other ideas, and those who knew each other should go. The girl trembled to the door, turned on the external speaker of her cell phone, turned on the loudspeaker, and said softly, "all right, I'm at the door, and the loudspeaker is turned on." At this time, the girl confirmed that there was someone outside, and it was not one, and their slight conversation could be heard.

Just when the girl's body was shaking so much that she could not stand, there was a sudden cry from her mobile phone: * who is out there messing with my door? All the brothers in the room got up and there was a visitor. The boy's voice was loud and rough, which startled the girl in the silent night. But the people outside the door may be scared to jump higher, the girl only heard a splash of footsteps from near to far, seems to be scared away. The girl breathed a sigh of relief, her legs softened and spread out on the ground. The boy waited for a while and asked softly, "is the man out there gone, baby?" The girl finally cried and said to her cell phone, Honey, I miss you.

When the girl was frightened, the boy kept pacifying the girl. that night, the two men were holding the phone and said to dawn, the girl said hang up quickly, how much would it cost to make such a long-distance call? The boy said with a smile that she was really a silly girl, but a girl would be stupid if she said she would like you. Hang up, dear, and be careful to fall asleep by the boss K at work today. After hanging up the phone, the girl felt sweet. she enjoyed the sense of security given to her by the boys, but the only drawback was that the boys seemed to have formed the custom of hanging up first, and this time was no exception, the girl thought to herself: although he is very nice, but he doesn't love me as much as the boy in that story loves me. He didn't even let me hang up first.

It's getting hot, and there are no pockets on many of the girls' single clothes, so she often forgets to bring her cell phone, such as leaving it on her desk when eating after work, or in renting a house when she goes out with her roommate. every time she comes back, she will receive missed calls and messages from boys, and only then will she feel more fair: well, hang up my phone every time and can't answer your call in time. Let's call it a small punishment, no grievances, stupid pig.

On May 12, an ordinary day, girls were conscientiously doing their own things in that small company, fighting unremittingly for their little dreams. At the end of the day, a news spread from the office: there was a big earthquake. Wenchuan, Sichuan, was the epicenter of the quake, which is said to be about the same magnitude as the Tangshan earthquake. The girl was surprised and subconsciously took out her cell phone in her pocket and forgot to bring it!

She immediately picked up the landline in the office and called the boy, but the signal was cut off when dialed, and the landline number at home was still impassable. It seems that the communication facilities in Sichuan have also been damaged by the earthquake. A sense of foreboding came to mind, and the anxious girl rushed down from the office building, hailed a taxi and rushed to the tube building where she rented. When I opened my cell phone, there were more than 50 unanswered calls, all from boys. When she turned it over, there was an unread text message: baby, dear, silly girl, call you with all the love I have in this life. I love you even more than you love me.