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The Story of the Next Hour

#接The Story of An Hour#

#前作和本篇基本没关系#

#希望有英语大佬帮我改错!#

 

Mr. Mallard sat quietly, hands covered his own face, couldn’t dare to see his wife’s dead body. How could it happen?

Josephine was crying——very loud, and annoying——doctor was trying to make Mrs. Mallard’s body look better, and Richards, Mr. Mallard’s friend, was comforting Josephine by some meaningless words.

  Mr. Mallard didn’t feel anything. In fact, he was really confusing. Why? Nothing made sense. He didn’t even know the accident, and the moment his wife saw him, she died. Everything was too quick and too strange for him to understand.

  He literally thought that his brain was going to blow.

  “So……feel fine?” Doctor came and sat next to him, asked him about himself. He nodded, then shook his head.

  “Doctor, it just doesn’t make sense. I mean, not at all.” Crows were singing the song of death on the branches outside, Mr. Mallard stood up and walked to the window, yelled those crows away.

  “Sorry, they are bad signs to me. I never love them.” He stood against the wall, hands in pockets, staring at the painting of his wife. He had a happy marriage, a perfect wife, he had everything.

  Now, he lost everything, but he felt nothing.

  “Something is wrong with me, doctor.” He let Josephine and Richards went upstairs, then invited the doctor to walk with him in their back yard. Mr. Mallard was way too calm. He didn’t drop a single tear, or seem sad. He knew the doctor thought he was shocked, but the truth was he just couldn’t feel a thing.

  The crows came back. They laughed at him, flapped their wings to make noise, and then flew away before he got mad at them. Mr. Mallard was going crazy.

  Finally, he calmed.

  “I loved her, doctor. I know it,” He suddenly began to talk, but it was more likely that he was talking to himself, “But why couldn’t I feel anything? It just like……I didn’t lose her at all. I love her! But now, I feel like I’m the cruelest human in the world.” He laughed, barely could straighten up.

  The doctor stopped, observing him as one of his patients. He let Mr. Mallard laugh, after Mr. Mallard stopped laughing, he said, “Have you ever thought that you might not love her from the very beginning?”

  Mr. Mallard laughed again, became louder.

  “Sure, of course I’ve thought about that. So what? Every time I thought about it, I knew I love her with no doubt. She is……was, the best gift I’ve ever had from the misery world.” He said firmly.

  “Well, if that’s so, then there’s nothing I can do. Bless you, sir.”

  The doctor left without hesitation, for he already knew that Mr. Mallard had to find his own way to solve the problem.

  He was not feeling nothing. He felt everything, therefore he couldn’t pretend like he was just feeling the sadness.

  Crows came back once again. This time, they were just staying still, watching Mr. Mallard. Sky became darker, clouds became heavier.

  It rained immediately, and the rain drenched him while he was staring at the skyline. Maybe her soul went to the heaven, he thought, smiled like a child.

  At least she had her peace.

  Everything in his sight became fuzzy. Is there an angel? Or the Devil? She was on the branch, with a pair of black wings. He did believe that was his wife’s beautiful face. He held out his right hand, trying to reach that pretty figure, but she suddenly vanished in the air, left no trace.

  He withdrew his hand slowly, sliding against the wall to the ground. He sat, with dirt all over his pants and clothes, silently.

  All of a sudden, he burst into tears. He couldn’t stop tears dropping with the rain. He sat alone, sobbing, crying.

  At that moment, he finally realized the truth.

  He lost her, for the rest of his life.

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