Essence [Emotions] When you arrive in heaven, will you still remember me?

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The two of them were a newlywed couple married for only a few months, deeply in love. Shi was eight years older than Shuang, and since they met three years ago, he had treasured Shuang like a gem. Because they lived in different cities, despite several efforts, they were unable to transfer to the same city. It wasn't until half a year ago that Shi resigned from his job and moved alone to the city where Shuang lived.

Shuang had a report that had to be submitted by tomorrow, but due to a mistake in one of the numbers, the totals just wouldn't match. She had no choice but to continue working overtime at night, and by 10:30 PM she still hadn't found the problem, so she called her husband to complain and act cute. Shi then brought some late-night snacks to accompany his wife and went over the data in the documents with her. Seeing her husband walk into the office, Shuang's frustration instantly disappeared. Shi had always been her support. To outsiders, she was a capable young woman, but in front of Shi, she was forever a little woman. Looking at her husband's handsome face, her mood shone as brightly as the starry sky outside the window. Shi affectionately stroked her hair and commanded, 'Be good, go eat something. I'll check it.'

So Shuang obediently sat across from Shi with the snacks, eating while gazing at him tenderly. His face, his everything, was something she never grew tired of looking at. She believed that as long as her husband took charge, there was nothing in this world they couldn't handle. Indeed, in less than a quarter of an hour, Shi had found the error and was smiling, ready to tease his wife a bit. But at that very moment, the office building, which had barely been standing for a year and was slated for demolition, could no longer bear the load and suddenly collapsed with a deafening crash.

Within seconds, the two were buried under the rubble. After an unknown time, when Shuang woke from unconsciousness, everything in front of her was pitch black, and she had no idea where she was. An empty-core concrete slab was pressing down on her body, but fortunately, the other end of the slab was supported by another concrete slab. It was pressing on her so she couldn't move, but it didn't hurt her. The previous blackout had been caused by something hitting her on the head. Her legs had apparently been hit by something; the bones seemed broken and there seemed to be bleeding, but with the slab pressing down, she couldn't touch her lower legs. Her shoulders and back also hurt and seemed to be bleeding when she touched them.

'Shi! Shi! Where are you?'

Shuang suddenly remembered her husband and called out. Receiving no response, she was terrified and began to wail softly.Shuang, I'm here... How... how are you? Are... are you... hurt at all?” Shi's faint voice came from beside her. She remembered that in the instant of the collapse, Shi had leapt over and pressed on top of her, but now how could they be apart? She couldn't recall.

“Honey! How... how are you?!” Shuang shouted in terror, her husband's voice louder than usual.

“I'm fine. Just pinned down and can't move,” Shi suddenly said calmly as usual, speaking: “Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid!” Shuang felt Shi's hand reaching out and touching her arm, and hurriedly grabbed it tightly. Shi held Shuang's hand, trembling slightly but firmly, which immediately eased much of her fear.

“My calf seems to be bleeding...” Shuang continued: “A slab of stone is pressing on my thigh. Honey, are we going to die here?”

“How could that be? Someone will come to rescue us soon.” Shi tightened his grip on his wife's hand: “Use my tie to tie your bleeding leg, if you can't reach the calf, tie the thigh, the tighter the better.” After speaking, he retracted his hand and handed over the tie. Following her husband's instructions, Shuang tied her bleeding leg, but due to lack of strength, she could not effectively stop the bleeding.

If no one came to rescue them, wouldn't the bleeding eventually kill her? Shuang thought fearfully. She reached out again, tightly holding Shi's hand—only this way could she feel less afraid. Suddenly, she felt her husband's hand trembling; could it be that Shi was also scared? At that moment, a squeak came from somewhere, and Shuang screamed. She had always been most afraid of mice, and now, in this situation, even if a mouse crawled onto her head, she could do nothing to resist.

“Wife, don't be afraid. I'm here, the mouse won't dare come. If it comes near, I'll crush it!” Shi, knowing what Shuang was afraid of, deliberately said in a relaxed tone: “Heaven deliberately gave us a chance to go through hardship together. Has your bleeding stopped?”

“No, it's still flowing.” In Shi's joking words, Shuang felt much more relaxed: “Ah, if we die, we die. As long as you're with me, I'm not afraid of anything!” Shuang thought of the scene when she met Shi three years ago, during her last year of university internship, working at a company in the city where Shi was living.One day, the two of them ran into each other in an elevator. Shi's face was full of amazement, while Shuang seemed to ignore him. There are only two types of men who could gain her attention: one is intelligent, the other is handsome. In the elevator, Shuang clearly saw wisdom in the handsome face of the man staring at her. It seemed mystical, but her later understanding proved her judgment: Shi was undoubtedly an extremely intelligent man. Yet, he only appeared somewhat silly when facing her. Shuang thought about this and nearly laughed out loud.

Once, Shuang's stomach ached terribly, and she collapsed on the bed, her face pale. Shi sat by her bedside, and the pain in his heart made his face even paler than hers. He took off his coat, lay beside her, and held her tightly in his arms. Warmth slowly transferred from his body to hers, and she was intoxicated in his embrace, forgetting the originally unbearable pain. Who can explain the power of love clearly?

The two were silent, both knowing that aside from waiting, they could do nothing. Shuang felt her husband's hands and continued thinking about their past. Strictly speaking, she had pursued him. After that chance encounter, she had never regretted it, while Shi always believed it was he who was pursuing her. Silly him, she thought lightly, if I didn't give you the opportunity, how could you chase me?

The two were in different cities, and their parents were not very supportive, yet in their hearts, they both knew they would only love each other for life. This kind of love is understood only by those involved. In the pitch-black, utterly silent ruins, Shuang immersed herself in memories, softly and tenderly saying to her husband: “Shi... I love you!” Shi tightened his grip on her hand in response. Shuang continued recalling past moments. Every few minutes, Shi would speak to her so she wouldn't feel afraid. But she felt sleepy, very drowsy.

“Shi, I'm tired, I'll rest for a while...” Shuang said softly.

"You cannot sleep!" Shi shouted loudly. The force of his reaction startled Shuang. Shi held her hand tightly and said, “Listen to me, you must control yourself, you absolutely cannot sleep! You are bleeding. Your drowsiness is not from fatigue but from blood loss. If you sleep, you won't wake up again! Understand? Do not sleep at all.”Talking to me, Shuang tried to control her sleepiness, but that intense drowsiness seemed inresistible. She really wanted to fall into a deep sleep. Shi kept talking to her, recalling all the bits and pieces of the past. She really wanted to sleep, wanted to shut up, but she didn't even seem to have the strength to speak. She listened in a daze, half-conscious the whole time. She didn't know how much time had passed before she heard a dull knocking sound outside—finally, someone had come to save them! She excitedly gripped her husband's hand tightly and shouted, "Listen, someone's coming!" "Someone's coming!!" Shi's hand loosened, and the sound that reached her ear was a sound that was half sigh, half moan. She finally lost consciousness. The building collapsed late at night, and no one expected anyone to be inside. It wasn't until morning that people from the Urban Construction Department came to inspect and heard nearby people say they had seen an office with its lights on the night before, but they didn't know if anyone was there. After checking the staff inside the building, it was confirmed that Shuang was inside when the building collapsed. They then notified 110, the hospital's emergency center, and the construction team, organized personnel for rescue, and relevant leaders quickly arrived to direct the situation. The rescue went smoothly. After digging up pieces of cement slabs and priing open steel bar after rebar, the rescuers first found stones. When he was brought up, Shi was still conscious. He refused medical staff on site and refused to get into the ambulance, lying on a stretcher by the rubble, muttering: Save her。。。。。。 Save her。。。。。。 An experienced doctor present knew Shi was hopeless when he saw him and did not force him onto the ambulance, as even slight movement could be fatal. He only signaled the nurse to give him a blood transfusion, but after the syringe was inserted, blood could no longer be transfused. Blood kept oozing from his mouth, a sign of severe internal injuries, likely caused by broken ribs and insertion. One arm was broken, blood had stopped at the broken site, and the bones in both legs were completely shattered. Fatally, from his complexion, it was clear the blood had almost completely drained. What puzzled the doctor was that, given his injuries, it was impossible for him to last long. Shi stared unblinkingly at the rescuers' actions. Soon, the unconscious Shuang was rescued. Shi turned to the doctor, and his eyes showed a pleading expression, unable to speak.The doctor now somewhat understood how he managed to hold on until now, gave him a comforting look, and quickly went to Shuang's side to perform some necessary examinations and treatments, then asked the paramedics to lift her onto the ambulance. He returned to Shi's side, squatted down, and looked at him with anxious eyes, saying: 'Don't worry, she's not in life-threatening danger, and she doesn't have serious internal injuries. The blood loss is a bit severe, but it's okay—there's blood transfusion equipment on the ambulance.' When Shi heard the doctor's words, it was as if the tension in him instantly relaxed, and he slumped slightly, his gaze following the stretcher carrying Shuang. The doctor looked on with pity, turned, and asked the stretcher bearers to place her closer, lying her flat next to Shi. All eyes present gathered here; in this vast space, no one made a sound. Shi, using the last ounce of his strength, looked at Shuang lovingly, looking at his dearly beloved wife. His gaze expressed tenderness, infinite reluctance, staring deeply as if trying to imprint her image in his eyes forever. He tried with all his might to lift that unbroken hand but could only make his fingers move slightly. The doctor, with tears in his eyes, covered his hand over hers. Shi's mouth opened, seemingly trying to say something. A tear fell from his eye, blurring his vision; he wanted to see her, he wanted to look at her! The doctor understood his thoughts and, with trembling hands, wiped away the tear, but his eyes were wide open, and he would never see his wife again. She was gone.

Only the doctor who had seen Shi's condition knew that, for his wife not to be afraid, for the woman he loved deeply not to die from blood loss, in the final moments of his life, he stubbornly resisted death for several hours. The injuries he suffered meant enduring several hours of agony worse than death. The elderly doctor could no longer control himself and wept bitterly for this stranger. The young nurses nearby had long since broken down and were crying loudly.

It wasn't until Shuang's condition fully recovered that her parents and brother told her the news of Shi's death. When she realized it was true, as his wife, she requested Shi's death notice and medical records. She read every word carefully, her expression calm, which made her family breathe a sigh of relief. Her brother said: 'Those present said that before your brother-in-law passed away, he tried to say something to you, but only that old doctor heard it.'She said nothing and walked out of the hospital room alone. Her mother followed behind her and saw her walk straight into the old doctor's office and sit across from him.

The old doctor, seeing her, smiled and said, 'Are your injuries healed? You should still rest and not run around.'

'What did my husband tell me?' She looked the doctor straight in the eye, her tone completely unlike usual, disregarding even the basic politeness.

At this moment, she only wanted to know what Shi had told her; she didn't want small talk or useless words.

The old doctor looked at her in surprise but quickly understood her. He said in as gentle a manner as possible: 'He couldn't speak at that time, the moisture in his mouth was gone, so I could only see his lip movements.'

Shuang did not continue asking, simply staring at him. The doctor sighed, as if returned to that moment, his expression becoming very sorrowful. He said, 'If I am not mistaken, he was looking at you and said: "I love you," and then…'

Shuang remained silent, her face turning as white as snow. Just as the doctor was thinking about how to comfort her, she suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

More than half a year passed, and Shuang's parents took her home. During this six months, she did not speak a single word to anyone, seeming as if she didn't recognize anyone. She would drink water if offered, eat food if given. The rest of the time, she sat in her room in a daze or whispered to Shi's portrait hanging in the house.

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