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A Touching Story To Share With You Guys

Sun Nov 10, 2002 12:00 am

For those of you who can read Chinese, this story is picked up from this URL: http://flash.skyhits.com/flash01/paihang/anjing.swf
Forgive me for any bad translation.

A touching tribute to all emotionally traumatized (can't think of a better word). My eyes were watering after reading it...




Under a tree were a pair of lovers. The girl asked the boy, "Tell me, who do you love the most?"

"It's you, silly!"

"Then what am I deep down in you?"

The boy hesitated for a while, looked into the girl's eyes seriously, "You are a rib in me. The Bible says that God created man and thought he was lonely. When the man was sleeping, God took a rib from him and created woman. Every man is looking for his missing rib; only until he finds it will the pain in his chest vanish."

After marriage, they once passed a long, sweet and happy time. However, they were exhausted by their busy lives and frustrating trivia. Life at home becomes boring. Friction began to engulf all dreams and love. Nobody knew when it began, but there were more and more arguments and blames.

At one time they argued, and the girl ran out of the door. On the opposite side of the street she shouted, "You don't love me!!" The boy was fed up with her naivety and returned, "We combined wrongly; you aren't the missing rib in me!"

She was silent and stood for a long while. He regret what he said, but he could not retract it. With tears in her eyes, she packed her luggage and left him. She was determined to break up with him. Before she left, she said, "If I'm not your missing rib, let me leave... rather than live in agony. Let's find our real companions!"

Five years have passed and the boy didn't marry anyone else. He somehow heard about the girl, who went abroad for her job, came back, married a foreigner and divorced. She obviously didn't wait for him. In the darkness of the night, he lighted a cigarette. He felt this pain in his chest. He could not admit that he missed her.

Finally they met again. He was at the airport, leading a tour overseas for research. On the other side of the metal detector, he saw her standing alone and smiling at him calmly.

"How are you?" said the boy.

"I'm fine. What about you? Have you found your rib yet?"

"No..."

"I'm going to New York on the next flight."

"I'll come back in half a month. When you come back, will you ring me? You know my number, nothing has changed."

She turned back at him and waved him goodbye. Did "goodbye" mean forever?

One week later, the boy heard of the girl's death. She died in New York, in the tragedy that stunned the world on 11 September.

At midnight, he lighted a cigarette again. The pain in his chest became worse. He finally knew - that the girl was the rib that he had carelessly broken.

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