The sudden death of his beloved wife made him heartbroken, and two weeks later a strange woman came to his door to give him a new life

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01

Late at night, the phone rang to wake Mark from his slumber, and he raised his hand to grope the earpiece in the darkness.

"Hi Mark."

"Oh, hi, Frank." Makra turned on the lamp, squinted at the small alarm clock at the head of the bed, and pointed the short needle at "2", "You haven't slept so late, are you okay?" ”

It was quiet in the earpiece, and then there was an intermittent shrill voice, which Mark carefully identified, which was frank's effort to restrain the whimpering in his throat, "I'm not so good, I want to kill myself." ”

The chill coming from the earpiece completely dispelled Mark's drowsiness, and he sat up and lifted the quilt: "Listen, friend, where are you now?" ”

An hour later Mark drove to Frank's apartment on the shores of Lake Geneva. He knocked carefully on the door, nervous.

The door opened, and Frank was wearing a nightgown, his hair disheveled, his face full of stubble, his eyes red and swollen, and his feet barefoot.

"Dude, do you know you almost caused me to flash to my waist?" You know for a sixty-year-old man jumping out of bed in the middle of the night has a sudden heart attack—" Mark suddenly silenced, and Lisa died of a heart attack two weeks ago, which is why Frank is what he is today. Mark squeezed in the door and hugged Frank tightly.

The living room was dimly lit and a bottle of wine. Frank slipped into the couch and shook his hand weakly to signal Mark to sit down. Mark picked up the dirty clothes on the couch and set aside, sat down, and looked at Frank sympathetically.

"I drank so much and still couldn't sleep. I didn't want to go back to the bedroom, the bed was space for me as a widower. ”

"I understand, man," Mark took off his coat, "I had adapted for a while when Alice left the year before. ”

"It's not the same, you guys are divorced, and we..." Frank looked up to avoid tears from flowing down his cheeks, "Sorry I said that. ”

"It's all right, you're right, you're still deeply in love with each other," Mark looked down at his outstretched palms, "we're getting closer and closer to God at this age." ”

"I've missed her a lot these two weeks, and I thought, maybe I should go find her." Frank said expressionlessly.

"Hey, you'll be fine." Mark didn't know how to comfort for a moment, listening and comforting is a woman's strength.

That's right! Woman. Mark suddenly remembered something, and he cleared his throat: "By the way Frank, Lisa didn't see Diane at her funeral, did you tell her?" ”

Diane is Frank's ex-wife, and they remain friends after a peaceful divorce.

Frank narrowed his eyes vigorously and said, "I told her, she expressed sympathy, but she was traveling the world, doing some couchetter." She said she would come back to see me as soon as possible. ”

"Couch guest?" Mark scratched his temple with his index finger, "What's that?" ”

"It seems to be, it is to live in someone else's house or something, I can't say." Oh, she always thinks she's twenty, which is why we divorced. ”

Mark managed to change the subject, and with Mark chatting with him, Frank felt better.

"By the way, why don't you open the door and accept those couch guests?" Mark had a whim, and he thought that at least the apartment would be kept as it was.

"What?" Frank sat up straight slowly, "Open the door for strangers, are you crazy?" ”

"No," Mark suddenly excited himself at the idea, "you think about it, young people around the world, all sorts of stories. You're retired anyway, and you too..." Mark swallowed "alone."

"Anyway I think you should try." Ask Diane, she's a fashionable old lady, do you remember her that time..." Mark recalled the first time he saw Diane.

By the time Mark had finished praising Diane's fashion and Frank complaining about Diane's dreaming and impracticality, the first rays of sunlight had spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Mark went to the window and pulled back the curtains, the sun was peeking out of the tranquil Lake Geneva, and he could see God, "So beautiful Frank, they'll love this, give Diane a call." ”

Frank didn't answer, and Mark turned his head to find himself asleep in the couch.

Hope you feel better, my old friend.

02

This time it was Frank who was woken up by the phone.

"Hello?" Frank's voice was tired.

"Frank, thank goodness you're not dead yet!" It was Diane.

"It's stupid to hear you're going to kill yourself, how can you think like that..."

Frank blushed, and he didn't answer, thinking that Mark had done it. He took the earpiece away a bit, as if diane wouldn't be aware of his embarrassment.

"Frank, Mark has a good idea, you should accept backpackers." Do you know how wonderful the world is? You should come out more and look around. ”

"Frank? Frank, are you still listening? ”

Frank put the earpiece back to his ear and whispered, "All I know is that my world is empty." ”

silent. Diane hung up the phone.

Frank hung up the earpiece and poured it back into the couch. The living room was bright but unusually quiet, and he could hear his own heavy breathing.

"Dangdang." A knock at the door startled Frank.

"Open the door, Frank! It's me, Diane. ”

Diane! She's at the door? She was a madman, with an inexhaustible physical strength and an indissoluble curiosity.

"Open the door, I've brought you a gift."

Did she think I was a child? I'm an old man who just lost his wife!

"Open the door, Frank! I want to use the washroom! Hurry up! ”

Oh, my God! Frank grabbed his hair angrily and struggled to his feet.

As soon as the door opened, Diane walked into the house like a snake, a thin and flexible woman.

"The washroom is at the end of the hallway." Frank tilted his head.

"Haha, you're fooled. I'm not old enough to urinate. Diane sat unceremoniously on the couch, not minding the chaos around him.

Frank suppressed his anger as he stood in the middle of the living room, looking at his long-lost ex-wife: she was carrying a backpack, an expedition-like comical hat, loose T-shirt jeans and a pair of gray sneakers. She was completely devoid of Lisa's elegance, she had always been a small child.

"Sit, Frank. But I got off the plane and came to you, and I really went to a lot of places on this trip. Come and see the gift I brought you. ”

"You don't have to go to the bathroom, I want to be quiet and quiet." Frank said.

"Don't be so ruthless, Frank. You know, I just came back from China and I live in the home of a Beijing girl who gave me this and I'm giving it to you now. As Diane pulled out a large ball of bright red like a wool from his backpack, Frank frowned, but Diane did not hesitate to tidy up.

"This is called the Chinese knot, which means peace and harmony." Diane carried the huge Chinese knot, looking for a place to hang it.

"This was made up by Li herself..."

"Who do you say it is?" Who made it up? Frank interrupted her.

"Li, Yang Li. It's the girl in Beijing, China. Diane turned her head to look at Frank.

Frank rubbed his face with the palm of his hand, Lily, and he thought she was talking about Lisa.

"Sit down, Frank, don't look like you're going to coax me away. But I have something urgent to ask of you. ”

Oh my God, I knew she wasn't simply trying to comfort me, Frank thought.

Frank sat down and listened impatiently, his stomach now unwell and his body aching.

“......... And so I became friends with Li, and she said she would start a break next month, and she would come to Switzerland and want me to help her recommend a reliable couch owner, but you know, I don't have a house in Geneva, and I'm going to Egypt next month, so I thought of you, and you have to help me. ”

"Don't even think about it!" Frank narrowed his eyes.

Seeing Frank refuse, Lisa was like a deflated leather ball, rubbing a bright red Chinese knot in her hand. She thought about it and said, "We've been friends since we divorced, remember Frank, a few years ago I heard you say that you and Lisa planned to travel to China, but I didn't expect that in the end you didn't go, I went there." ”

Frank stared at the ceiling: "Yeah, she always thought it was a magical ancient country." Because I broke my leg that year, our plan was ruined, and I was damned. Frank pursed his lips.

"Frank, I know you've never liked to travel, but this is a good opportunity to help Li and open the door to the House and put in the Chinese story, just when you feel China in lisa' place." Li told me that Chinese about fate, and that meeting is fate, and that Li and Lisa's names are very similar, aren't they? That's fate. ”

Frank was silent.

"Okay, I'm leaving, consider my suggestions, and say hello to Tristan for me." Diane hugged Frank before leaving.

"Oh, yes, Like is a super chef." Diane added.

Frank rolled his eyes, and the food was no longer as appealing to older people.

Diane was gone, leaving behind bright Chinese knots and a room of silence. This red color does not match the elegant Jane European decoration of a room, but the red color adds a touch of liveliness to the home.

Frank thought that if Lisa was still around, he would be able to find a suitable place for her.

That night, Frank dreamed that Lisa hung a Chinese knot next to the fireplace, the first time in two weeks that he had dreamed of a dead wife.

03

In the cemetery, Frank sat next to Lisa's tombstone, bringing a bouquet of roses and shaving his beard.

"Hi honey, I miss you, and I miss Tristan a little bit."

"A week after the funeral, he was back in Zurich, but with a month to go until Easter, I think he should be back."

"You know what? Diane came to see me and she gave me a crazy idea, he asked me to open the door to the backpacker, a Chinese woman with a similar name to you, what do you think? ”

Frank stopped, as if waiting for Lisa's answer, when a bird in the tree flew away with its wings.

"Wait, honey, there's an old lady over there, and I'll just say that this place is less private."

Frank stopped talking silently with Lisa in his mind, and he watched as the old woman with her back slowly walked away, and the sound of tuk-tuks disappeared.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, "I forgot where I just said it. hehe. I love you, dear. ”

Frank looked around for a moment, then leaned over and kissed the upper left corner of the tombstone.

When he got home, Frank called Diane: "Hey, Diane, disturb your wanderings. ”

"Hey, hey, Frank, don't be so mean. How well did you think about my advice? ”

"Oh, yes, I was about to ask you," Frank paused, "how, I mean what to prepare for that Chinese lady." I think Lisa might be willing to listen to me tell some new story. He didn't say the woman's name, he was afraid he would blurt out that it was Lisa.

"So you agreed! That's great! Leigh will be very happy. You just have to get the apartment back to its original state and don't have to do anything else. "I could tell Diane was happy.

04

Three weeks later, after a nervous wait and a struggle to regret it, Frank met Li.

The moment he opened the door and saw Li, Frank regretted it. He originally thought that Li was a lady of the same age as him, but he did not expect Li to be young and beautiful, which made him even more embarrassed.

I should have known that Diane wouldn't have friends of the same age, and her peers were all mature decades earlier than her. Frank grumbled in his heart about Diane.

"Hi Mr. Louis?" Nice to see you. I was Li, Diane's friend, and she said you'd stay with me. Can I speak English? Li held out her hand.

"Oh, welcome, you can call me Frank." Frank answered calmly in English, then hesitated for a moment and shook Li's hand.

"This is the living room, this is the bathroom, this is your bedroom. And here's the kitchen," Frank introduced, "I'll go out at three o'clock every day, come back at five o'clock, and stay home the rest of the time." ”

"Okay!" Li put down her backpack, "By the way, is there any house code?" ”

"House Code, what's that?" Frank asked.

"That is, is there anything that is forbidden or that will affect your daily life, such as can I use your kitchen?" Li smiled, and the corners of her mouth revealed beautiful dimples.

"Oh, nothing, use it."

"Great, you know, many foreigners are prejudiced against Chinese food, thinking that making Chinese food will definitely be smoky, you can rest assured, I have ten thousand Kinds of Chinese food practices that do not let smoke alarms alarms!"

"This, great..." Frank coped.

"I guess the Swiss must also be a food-loving people, and you can get a glimpse of the big fork in Lake Geneva."

Oh my God, that fork in front of the Food Museum. Frank hated the fork, which he thought destroyed the beauty of the lake.

"Why not a spoon?" I think it's more appropriate to put a spoon in the lake. Watching Frank not speak Li continued the conversation.

"People always have a time to be stupid. I went to prepare dinner. Frank was anxious to escape this chat.

"Oh, if you allow me to make dinner, and you've provided me with free accommodation, and that's a reward for you." What do you think of ordering Chinese food? I'm a chef. Li blinked wide-eyed, a look that could not be rejected.

Frank thought that he would only make pasta anyway, and that he would be able to escape the slightly awkward conversation by letting the woman into the kitchen, so he agreed.

There was no alarm in his kitchen, only Li's whispering.

When dinner was brought to the table, Frank looked at the cloud-like thing in the soup and asked in surprise, "What is this?" ”

"Haha, it's an egg. You know what? Your expression now is exactly the same as when Diane first saw it. Li smiled triumphantly and lowered her rolled up sleeves.

"Eggs? I've never seen an egg like this, how do you make it? Frank asked.

"It's the magic of a Chinese chef, try it." Li sold a guanzi, in fact, this is just Chinese tomato egg soup that every household will make.

Frank's long numb taste buds were awakened by the simple Chinese tomato egg soup, and the next meal was simple and delicious. Li used ingredients from Frank's kitchen, especially the Chinese pancakes she made from flour, which were crispy on the outside and bounced on the inside, and Frank's appetite was great.

Frank had never imagined before that a meal without butter cheese and chocolate would make his stomach so comfortable.

He slept soundly on the couch that night.

5

Early the next morning, Leigh came out of the bedroom and was slightly surprised to see Frank on the couch. Frank was awakened by the sound of Leigh walking, and he felt a little embarrassed and propped himself up.

"Hi, early, Frank. Watch you sleep on the couch as if you were a couch guest here. To ease the embarrassment, Leigh joked.

"Early." Frank answered. Is he like a couch guest in his own home? He thought for a moment, and indeed, "Sorry to scare you, my wife died not long ago. Frank said lightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Li Li was there, clutching the towel in her hand.

"It's okay, it's heart disease, almost no guilt, it's like falling asleep," Frank turned his head and glanced at Lily, "her name is Lisa, Lisa Luiz. When we first got married, she couldn't always change, hehe, she was an elegant woman. When he thought of his wife, Frank had a smile on his face.

"Well, loss is painful," said Lyton, "and it can be seen that your memories of her are always warm and wonderful. ”

"Well," Frank smiled slightly, "get up. Frank got up from the couch, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he fell down with his eyes blackened, vaguely hearing Li shouting his name, and then he lost consciousness.

Frank woke up to find himself lying in a hospital bed, the ECG monitor dripping between his fingers and the infusion tube stuck in the back of his hand. He felt his body sink heavily into the bed, exhausted.

Frank knew that he had passed by death. When the death he had been looking forward to really came, he had no fear, only calmness. But the sound of his heartbeat reminded him that his body was still trying to function: Frank, before it was over, don't give up.

Then the door opened and a nurse walked in, followed by Tristan.

"Hi son."

"Hi Dad!" Seeing that Frank woke up, Tristan's originally dignified face gradually relaxed.

"Mr. Louis, your cardiac arrest, thanks to the emergency treatment of the young lady in your house, was able to survive until the ambulance arrived." The nurse explains as she changes the liquid.

Frank remembers some sporadic fragments, and it was Leigh who saved him.

"Hi Dad, you didn't take care of yourself, listen to Uncle Mark, you've been losing sleep for a long time, why didn't you tell me?" Tristan sat on the couch next to the bed, his lake blue eyes deep and beautiful, which were inherited from Lisa.

Frank blushed when he heard his son mention Mark, afraid that Mark would tell his son that he had thought about committing suicide. "Sorry, son." In fact, Frank was not embarrassed to confide in his son, he thought that fathers should be strong.

At this moment, there were several soft knocks on the door, and Li came in with a large bag: "Oh, great, you are awake, Frank, see what I have brought you!" ”

"Oh, this is..." Frank was about to introduce himself to his son when Tristan interrupted him: "Lily, we already knew each other, thanks to her being at home. ”

"Hi Frank, I asked your attending doctor and she said you can eat these and try Chinese salads and lean porridge." As Li brought out a steaming dinner, the whole ward was filled with rice aroma. Apparently, she found supermarkets and farmers' markets.

Frank was very touched, "Sorry, girl, you were originally here for a tour, but now you are taking care of me, a foreign old man, hoping not to spoil your vacation." ”

Frank turned to look at Tristan, "Son, how many days are you here?" ”

"I took a leave of absence from the bank, and in two days it's Easter, and I'll stay until the end of the holiday."

"Great, if it's convenient for you these two days, entertain me well." Frank said.

In this way, Li's sofa owner became Tristan.

6

Although they come from different countries, young people are always relaxed and happy to communicate, and food quickly brings the two closer together. During the day Tristan acts as Li's guide, telling her about Swiss customs and his childhood, and at night Li is Tristan's personal chef, who will cut vegetables quickly while telling Tristan chinese mythological stories.

Whenever Tristan saw Li in the kitchen who "danced with knives and guns" and "three heads and six arms", he would feel dizzy. But after some hectics, the Chinese delicacies that Li served on the table always conquered his stomach.

"Picking up the pieces" is Tristan's forte, both at the dining table and in the kitchen. Careful Tristan will polish the spoon.

The two would sit on the carpet in front of the couch and talk all night, and then reluctantly return to their respective rooms.

Frank is discharged from the hospital the day before Easter, and Tristan proposes to invite Mark, Diane, and Leigh to their cottage at the foot of the Alps for a vacation.

The spectacular views of the Alps, combined with tables full of traditional Chinese and Swiss cuisine, make everyone feel very happy.

During the meal, Mark inserted a piece of Peking duck and joked, "Hey, Tristan, if I were you, for these Chinese dishes, I might as well marry Li and go home." ”

Tristan and Li looked at each other and smiled, and under the table, Tristan quietly took Larry's hand.

"Hi Mark, I remember how you praised Diane that day." Frank diverged from the topic.

"Hahahahaha, eat shrimp, this is delicious!"

……

A few days later, Leigh was leaving Switzerland to continue her trip. Tristan is also returning to work at the bank. Before leaving, Li sent an invitation to Cui Stan to travel to China, and Cui Stan readily agreed and printed a kiss on Li's forehead.

A year later, at the Beijing airport, Cui Stan's second kiss was printed on Li's lips.

"How's Frank?" After the hug Li asked Tristan.

"Oh, Dad is fine, he asked me to say hello and he said thank you for the invitation, but he's busy right now and has been hosting friends from all over the world, so he can't come and see you."

"Really, that's great!" Leigh was happy to hear about Frank's recent situation.

"Excuse, he's always disliked traveling," Tristan brushed his lips, "but guess what Mark is doing now?" Tristan blinked mysteriously.

"Can't guess! Tell me soon! ”

"He and Diane are wandering..."

"Hahaha, that's great!" (Original title: Come, come to sleep on my sofa Author: Plum Cat)

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