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He and she are friends from college. Four years with four years time. Simple four-time, four years of carefree time. He was a tall boy, his face wearing the biggest smile ever. And all the boys, his carelessness, will forgetful; love playing basketball, like to sleep late, holding the guitar to sing love, love, and beautiful Shimei chat. And she is a ordinary girl carefully, she loves to dream, love fantasy, love to watch boys play basketball, love is far shy to give them some fuel.
he and she is the most common friends. Meet friends just nod. But the nod, she will be the heartbeat, it will blush. How the? She asked myself in my heart, I ... ... like him? She shook her head, do not recognize their own feelings. She carefully closed the feelings of their own, carefully watching the prince in his heart. And he took no notice. He had a beautiful girlfriend. Yes, the high, he will not pay attention to her ordinary.
story begins before graduation. San Huofan that year, we all like mad; hard to drink, tried to sing. There are so many happy graduates, there are so many problems. He and his girlfriend finally broke up, graduation they parted ways. He kept drinking and friends for their love withered. Her alone in a corner, gently filled up a glass of wine for himself.
she never drank, but this time, she poured himself a full glass of wine. To their own drum in the heart and encouraging, and she to him. \She said in a hurry, her heart had been jumping. He may not see in front of her, put that cup to drink. Alcohol so that his eyes dim. He looked at the front of the ordinary shadows, all messed up, the world's all messed up. \And she, the tears spilling out, in order to embrace this error.
is, wrong is wrong. We soon graduated. The warm embrace, but to stay in her heart. This is her first time back in the arms of a boy, which she secretly love ah Prince for four years. There is enough of this, she quietly thought. Prince, but often in a dream.
Although a city, but not many people in the networking opportunities. His work in the IT sector, she went to a well-known communications company. A year later, and we party. Not as novel as written, many students are still single. He occasionally talked about her very tired. He says bitterly capitalist exploitation of people, he was just a day late, he was deducted a FRIDAY'S consumption.
friends say you are such a lazy worm is of no use with the alarm clock, alarm clock will wake up your fingers and will not wake up the brain, which can only be good people to a MORNINGCALL Caixing. Suddenly, she has been silent to speak: Let me call you. He also surprised. She smiled, I do not dig telephone charges only. He relieved, good, thank you.
this way, seven in the morning, his cell phone to ring on time. At first,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she simply said: Good morning, get up. In this way, from summer to spring. Their MORNINGCALL more and more time, from half a minute to ten minutes. Talk about work, talk about the weather. He was always grateful to her. And she deliberately ducked. She was afraid he might see through their minds. She knew he would not love their own, and have no need to seriously. But she does not really serious about it? Every day, six forty she would wake up. Difficulties she would not fall asleep again. Because of her heart were not jumping, just like college to see him.
Another year has passed. University students have little connection to it. And he and she, with MORNINGCALL, even a phone call every day to maintain a miracle! But this phone is just a morning greeting, except this time, they have almost no contact. Possible, the New Year, with a card, he would like to invite her to dinner, she refused. Kept his secret did not say,
she felt to have a pride. And she more clearly, he is not his own. In this way, they use a very lax way linked. They do not understand each other's lives. She was ill. Always a headache. Once she passed out, before we know, she had a brain tumor. One ten thousandth of the heal possible. She was in the hospital. But she still has not forgotten their mission. Every day, use their cell phone and dialed his cell phone. Listening to the other side of his vague answers, she relieved. She earnestly fulfill their tasks,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she also know that such days were numbered. And his tall, handsome figure, has been the most worried about her things.
her illness more and heavier. She began a coma, she died from getting closer. One injection can be powerful in her wake from the coma, she asked a doctor in the morning every day, to her use of this medicine. Doctors agreed on a dying person, nothing can not agree. She still beat him on the phone, with the most pleasant voice, the preparation of the most credible lie. Good to carelessness, he did not notice anything.
in his quest for IT sector, the popularity are rising. Zhongguancun's knowledge seems to have become a hero. People say he is a dedicated punctual. Only his first boss know, he loves being late; only his classmates know that he is a slacker. He is always around the beautiful girls around, because he clearly is a upstart! He would in the fun, but not really. In fact, he did not know, every morning of that phone, he found his habit. Although he does not need that long MORNINGCALL, but he did not say, every morning, he waited the phone rings. He would ask myself: I love her? Will marry her? No, he shook his head, and she is too trivial, no hint of the dazzling, I do not ... ... but he also knew that he used her, he can not live without her day. Possible to compare ordinary compared to comply with the letter about the girl, he consoled himself. However, such a phone contact, and can not last long. Because, because,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as she must go. She was unconscious for longer and longer. She began to missed appointments, did not start MORNINGCALL. He was a bit strange, but did not ask the girl, which has its own life. He sometimes secretly smiled: and her boyfriend to another man after sex with a bad call, of course. Boy, are so careless?
her condition even worse. The edge of her death. The death of her coming into contact students information; a large number of students to the hospital to see her. He finally knew the news. Shocked and he had no feeling. Not good it? MORNINGCALL not always play it? Though sometimes missed appointments, but they were all on time ah. He found her acute disease. Hastily bought a bunch of yellow roses, rushed to the hospital. He found her in the heart of his best friend, yellow rose, representing friendship.
him to open his own car. Phone rang again. Is not she? He really has used her. No, this is a beautiful feminine lady to his message: a heart. He looked at his Nokia, which is a mobile graphics can be passed. Two years, he has received numerous heart,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], angel,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but, did not receive her. He suddenly stopped, and a never say love girl. He was very easy to think of her cell phone number every day, go over the numbers: 13901120521. He read it. A feeling of dizziness in his head rolled out. She is the statistical and management of these figures, she can choose for themselves one of the most suitable. It turned out that day, she will say 521. Think of these, he hardly stand. The whole world turned around. Every day, every day, every day. Fixed at that time. Her gentle voice will spread to his ears in here
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was courageous, she would say with a joking tone: thought about me?
No, no,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], no. He can not think of. He suddenly felt he was one of the world's biggest fool. He feels that he can not lose her what to say. Yes, can not lose, can not lose this feeling, this fear of losing the pain, but it was love. He could not say anything here. I could compile the most simple program that can hack any website in the world, but can not see through an ordinary girl. She really trivial it? No, no, I want her! He could not drive himself, he called TAXI. He rushed to her side to go on, with love to! In front of a flower shop, he called the car stopped. He threw down a yellow rose. \Gracious lady with a 99.
99 ֧ warm red to a rose in Europe as he finally came to the ward. She, in a coma. Several machines at her side, made strange noises, strange flashing images. Him at the door together with him and 99 other roses, waiting for her to wake up. She will live. There I love her, she will live! He said softly call her, I'm waiting for you! She finally regained consciousness. He rushed in, and, 99 roses. He was lying in her ear, as she calls him every morning, like, so that my voice as she gently passed the ear: I love you. She has completely changed look. Everyone knows, the average is a more polite girl does not look good evaluation. Yes, she is not a pretty girl. The disease, she also does not look good. But for him, he need? He does not need a beautiful girl, and he loved him as long as a full mind! He loved her.
optic brain tumor has been oppression, she actually could not see anything. He grabbed her hand and said softly: I do not ring, but I sincerely propose to you. Believe me! I only have 99 roses. You are an extraordinary girl, you will like roses? I'm afraid you do not like them, but ... ... In his eyes, she is so different, she would like tacky rose? And he had given a lot of people rose Yeah. He does not know what to say. This is not a pity not sympathy. He knew his senses too late, he knew in fact, already in love with her. Her small soft hands are held in his thin cold hands. \He put her hand up in his face, and murmured: we got married, rose to 999, not 9999 ... ... She smiled, and in a coma.
few days, he has been accompanied in the hospital. After listening to all the calls for his refusal, he was only waiting for a phone number: 13901120521. She sometimes sober, sometimes sleeping.
and sober, she said: I'm sorry, I have not been compliance.
he took her little hand, and said I really love you, always love you, I wait for you.
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he does not believe this is the last time, he wanted to reclaim her, he wanted her to be around, he told him to get up to her life.
time that day she was awake expertise, it seems that she can see things. But she almost could not breathe, she was still early in the morning gave him a smile, a beautiful smile. But then, is a severe headache and vomiting. Displayed on the instrument of her intracranial pressure is already very high. She had brisk walking. And this case, only her, only she can feel the pain. Doctors in the diagnosis of a book to write: \
course not, this is the happiest time, with him.
good still. A quiet surrounding. Is already autumn, the leaves fall from the trees, paved road. This is the season that I first saw them. She looked at him, to their stories. Campus heartbeat, graduation warm embrace, seemingly has no intention of undertaking, every morning the phone rings people hated pity, as well as the rose. She motioned with his eyes a bit. Under her pillow he pulled out her cell phone. He first met the day called his cell phone. Small blue cell phone, 13901120521, his favorite color, but also his favorite model Nokia. He pulled out his cell phone. A heart, he solemnly passed to her heart. She smiled. Really good around the quiet, only the sound of dial-up phone keypad. She, for the first time, marked with a heart for him.
handed her his cell phone in front of him, slowly closed his eyes. He took two cell phones, put them side by side. Screen, it is also against the two hearts together.
This is a moving story.
do not know what to think after you read it.
hope you cherish now have, not so lost not only know how precious!
Do not wait until
think of the phrase lost: \
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