Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Rat-a-tat-tat." Debbie was startled by a sudden knock at the door. It was already well past her usual sleeping time and she wondered who could it be at this ungodly hour. She had just unzipped her down jacket. She had no choice but to zip it up again.

"Who is it?" she called out.

"Young girl, it's me." It sounded like the voice of the village head's wife.

Her guess was right. When Debbie opened the door, she saw the village head's wife and her handsome son standing outside.

The woman smiled pleasantly on seeing Debbie and asked, "Young girl, did I wake you?"

Debbie shook her head. "No, it's okay. I hadn't slept yet. Is everything okay?" she answered, confused as to why these two were paying her a visit at night.

The woman turned towards her son. He immediately lifted up something from the ground and handed it to Debbie. "This is our electric warming fan. My mother and I have brought it to you so that you don't get cold," he told her coyly.

"But...no... I can't take this. This is too generous." Debbie was deeply moved. As far as she knew, there was not even a water heater in the village. How on earth did they manage to procure an electric warming fan for her?

She didn't want to prove a burden to anyone, but the village head's wife was having none of it and straightforwardly asked her son to carry the fan into Debbie's room. Before Debbie knew how and what, the boy had already plugged the fan into a socket and the room was filled with the slight hum of its motor.

"Thank you so much! But if I keep the fan in my room, what about you? You'll be cold at night without it," Debbie protested, though she wasn't entirely ungrateful. If she had guessed right, then this might have been the only electric warming fan in the whole village.

With a genuine smile, the woman responded, "We're used to this weather, young girl, but you've come from the big city. You can't fall asleep at night without it. Please sleep tight. We should get going now!"

Then, she held her son's hand and they left together, leaving Debbie to her confused thoughts.

With the warming fan on, the room was soon filled with a warm ambiance. Sitting at the edge of the bed in her thoughts, Debbie even forgot to lie down.

She was confused. 'Why does the village head's wife treat me so well? Is Jared's joke true? Does she really want me to stay and marry her son? Truth be told, her son is quite handsome. But...I'm married. I have Carlos. If that's why this whole special-treatment-thing is going on, I'm afraid their wish can't come true, and it's got to stop, ' she mused.

out, she couldn't be farther from the truth. This was

her so well. Debbie found that almost every person of the village who was a part of her life at the moment was being very kind. Even the owner of the house which she was staying in gave her special care.

Debbie too. At the moment, Debbie hadn't thought too much about these new things, because she

into the bed again. Much to her surprise,

an electric blanket on her bed. And moreover, someone had turned it on in advance, so it was already warm enough now.

Unable to hold back her curiosity, she took out her phone and texted Jared and Dixon.

reply. "Of course we feel cold Deb! I couldn't bear it so I've come to sleep in the same bed with

Debbie could return him a message, she received a voice message from Jared. "Dude, what the fuck! It is such a cold weather here and I'm freezing to death. What's more, that jerk Dixon asked me to stay in the quilt to warm the bed for him. I'm so pissed!

so I have no choice but to

and it was really comical. "Jared, are you a snake? Why is the bed still so

was sure that they didn't

it?' she wondered. To confirm her guess, she texted Gail too. She couldn't sleep right now anyway if she couldn't figure the whole thing

in this bad place. How the hell am I supposed to fall asleep? I shouldn't have brought snacks for the kids. I should have brought something to keep myself warm, such

get some serious illness, so

I will never sleep in the same bed with you! Who knows what your body smells like! Not a chance. Damn! What

your cold bed!' Debbie angrily repeated Gail's sentence in exasperation. She didn't care about her anymore and

next day, the first batch of donated supplies had arrived at the Southon Village. Therefore, Debbie and her schoolmates assembled at a small school and began to distribute the

Debbie also met a few children who didn't have parents and were being raised by their grandparents. She silently gave some money to the grandparents of

Debbie, which startled her, and she quickly lifted the old woman up from the ground. It would have been a touching scene, but Debbie didn't feel comfortable with someone in her feet.

the third day, since the second batch of the donated supplies hadn't arrived, the fifteen university students took turns to give classes to the kids there. They shared a lot of things with the kids that they had never heard due to the poor education conditions there. They also sang a lot of

were even standing outside since there wasn't enough space inside. With keen pleasure, they listened to Debbie and Jared singing songs and then listened to Dixon and Gregory telling stories. Everything the students talked about was new and interesting to the

new cotton shoes and clothes in this batch. The university students helped the kids wash their feet

behind the school on her own. She wanted a breath of fresh air for as long as she could have one. Earlier, she had told the village head's son to help her send out a few postcards. 'Have Kasie and the others received my

phone which had no