My name is Tang Tang, resident of Chongqing City, and three years ago, through work, I met my current boyfriend because. Perhaps it was destiny from heaven for us to meet, and we unwittingly discovered that we had fallen in love. Cruel reality was unable to squelch two hearts burning with mutual love, and while together, we shared joys and sorrows, endured trials and tribulations. We saw the sunset together, bought food and cooked together. We both decided early on that the other person was the one who we’d spend our whole lives with. Even though my boyfriend is from the northeast, having that northeastern directness and unrestrained roughness, he showed me tender affection in every possible way, cherished me to the utmost, and while living together, basically all the housework was done by him. He rarely shouted at me. At the time, we had just graduated from college and had nott yet worked for very long, so we regarded getting married as premature, wanting to spend some time struggling together [establishing one's careers] before getting married. Therefore, we decided to get married on the third anniversary of when we first met (which is March 29, 2010) to evince our love. Since I knew this was not a fairy tale, from the beginning we were vigilant, this was one of those instances of true love and sincere emotion between two people.
Yet the world always has those unfortunate events, and god saw that we were too happy and became envious. Due to his job, my boyfriend went to Sichuan on business in May 2008. What came next was something that shook China and the world, the May 12 earthquake. Afterward, there was no more contact from him. God really knows how to play joke. To search for him, I traversed mountains and waded waters [sic], and overcame many hardships. Those around me all said he had to have perished in the earthquake. But even up till now, I dare not accept that this is the reality. Because no news is good news, alive but unseen, dead but no remains [sic, i.e. no evidence that he’s dead or alive] . Dear, on that day, did you go on a journey by yourself? Were you in the car that day, or? No one has told me. Therefore, I’ve told myself all along that he’s still alive! Could he be like someone from a TV drama that lost his memory? I cannot lose him, and cannot be without him, we still have to spend the rest of our days together! I still have not forgotten our promise to each other.
Afterward, I abandoned my job, took out all my savings, and spent nearly two years time in search of him, grieved time after time, lost hope time after time, all the places I’ve been to have no information about my boyfriend. During this time, my boyfriend’s parents, relatives, friends all urged me to give up and find another person and start a new life, but I gave my entire self and all my heart to him, how could I casually forsake him and find someone else? Do you understand this kind of feeling? Can you experience it? I’d rather not marry my entire life and not find anyone else.
Soon it will be our scheduled wedding day, but I still have not found my boyfriend, my heart is already dead. However, I want to fulfill our arranged promise, even if he has already died. I want him to see from heaven our marriage, this is our love’s testimony. I want to marry the dead with him.
However, having spent a large portion of my savings these past two years trying to find him, I only have 300 or so left on me. I don’t want my parents to worry about me more once more. I want to find a wedding services company to help me plan a wedding, to fulfill our cherished dream. I know 300 RMB is far from enough, but this is all I have, so would a kind-hearted person please help me! Help me! I can’t thank you enough!
Tang Tang
The original post is here with pictures of her with her signboard on the streets. Felling sad for her.
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