The Messengers

When reading in hangzhou, every night, our dormitory of several people always talk about love, not with a beauty queen zhang SAN li si "bubble", is a football match for debate. That night, maybe really have, we can kan dormitory eldest brother suddenly proposal, for everyone to tell the story, the requirements must be is quite true, must be "quirks" theme.
I speak a period to the newspaper story I. Because we all know, I is a literary lover, the spare time often write some people don't understand the words to the newspaper, but, when his work less mate, the shot material such as appeal remained a dead letter, mostly only once published, or because the draft to the wrong. That, I in to the newspaper and, at the same time, wrote a letter to his mother, in a hurry, and put the wrong envelope urgent, sent to the mother, his letter to the editor. A week later, I received a reply, two letters was a mother, and the other one is the editor. Mother said: in the son ah, you've been reading, to write the letter see some strange, content is about love, mom hope that you will write a letter again when, in addition in the school know best don't fall in love... Try to open another letter, see a top write a way: up in a real feelings, the article, in the next week, hair supplement as the subject of a letter of students.
Listen to my story, everyone laugh.
The turn saying, he told a story of a wrong number. That is he's just to university, a time to call home, don't know how of dial the wrong number, but he started to do not know it. Phone called, he heard the sound of a middle-aged woman, the eldest brother thought it was his mother, he cried out mom, the other party said: "is that hadron? Mom may want to die you, you are in the army?" When he a listen to "hadron", "forces", he know must be wrong, just want to put down the phone, but the woman but cooed and speak up. From the talk, the boss, the woman had learnt the son of a soldier in the army, has been for a long time not to call home, the mother had a kind of disease, and was still not light. The boss just went ahead, I have recently leave, goes home to see my mother. The mother put down the phone, with the boss also remember the call the wrong number. More than a month later, curiosity prompted him to call again a this phone, but this time, pick up the telephone is a middle-aged man, in his phone calls to the boss said, his wife has died in a week ago, he said to the boss and to thank he let his wife on his deathbed hear "son" sound, because their son has once on flood fighting task was killed, and he's been deceiving her, the doctor said she was not undergo a little exciting, and her life than doctors estimate extended more than 20 days...
Listen to the story of the eldest brother, we fell silent. How many years passed, and the story I still can't forget it. Maybe in the fading in the vast sea of faces, phase wrong is just a moment, but it gives people is a hard to die out aftertaste, sometimes is a beauty.