Let's Get Married

Lily takes a deep breath to hold back the sorrow and sourness rising in her heart. She looks up to the ceilings, but no matter how hard she widens her eyes, she can’t see it clearly.

In fact, she has noticed that although over the past five years, many of her belongings has been aged – the color of her slippers has faded, and her skin care products has expired, Rex insists on keeping them.

It is five years, a long period of time. She can’t imagine how massive and unshakable his belief is, which could support him to pluck up courage to step into an empty house where a ‘dead woman’ had lived in every day no matter how desperate he was.

“Miss Lily, Mr. Rex must have kept the phone you used five years ago. One day, in the midnight, I got up and went to the bathroom, when I walked past the room, I found Mr. Rex sitting on the bed and taking into the phone, alone.”

Lily has no idea about how she herself feels at the moment. She walks over the bedside table, yanks open one of the draws, and as expected, she finds her phone, which is of the design and style of the phones five years ago. The phone even has the same cartoon stickers as it was five years ago.

Lily’s fingers tremble fiercely, making her almost unable to hold the phone. She reaches the other hand to hold it and turns on the phone. The screen lights up quickly, which reveals that the phone must have been used frequently, and it shows that battery percentage of the phone is 50%.

Lily opens the call record and scrolls down. They are all dials from the same caller ID, with each dial lasting for dozens of minutes. And the latest dial happens one month ago, proximately, during the time when they met in England.

It turns out that before he met her in England, Rex kept calling into this phone every day.

Lily can’t help whimper. She opens the Messages and sees numerous unread messages, which were all from Rex. He insisted on sending messages to her every day!

[Lily, it’s raining and it’s so cold outside. I took out the scarf you gave me and put it on, and felt warmer. Such a feeling is quite rare. I want to spend more time with you today. I don’t know whether you would feel it cold too.]

leaving me. It’s okay, don’t feel afraid my dear Lily. I will keep waiting for you. I believe

to be listed. When having the news conference, I found that one of the journalists has the same

I

falling down along her cheeks onto the screen. In a flurry, she tries to wipe clean the screen with her sleeve, yet her efforts are

it on her chest. Her shoulders tremble violently. Although the temperature in the

and grips one side of her shoulder, which seems to be helpless, and then pats

figure out whether she

her on her waist, putting his chin on her neck. His warm breath blows over her neck as

sadness, as if her throat is stuffed with something, and vigorously shakes her

red too, yet he still consoles her softly, “Don’t

console Lily; instead, they made her feel sadder. Everything has been a past? How did he go through it?

himself drunk and went back home in the midnight, and regarded a lifeless phone as her, sitting

feels it unbearable when imagining the scene. She has been suppressing her feelings over the past five years, forcing herself not to thinking of him and ignoring news about

keep everything about

over the past five years, it didn’t strike a chord in her heart since she didn’t witness it. But now, she is

so fiercely that she even fails to spit out a

his hand to wipe away her tears. But she keeps crying. Rex sighs helplessly and pulls her into his arms again, “Don’t cry. I didn’t intend

long while, Lily finally calms herself down, “You… lived