Chapter 60 thinking about his death

I heard such a story that a woman's husband disappeared. A few days later, the police found an unrecognizable charred body of a man, which was somewhat similar to the woman's missing husband. The police then asked the woman to identify the body. When she saw the corpse, she decided it was her husband. She cried out and screamed. Although the police said that further investigations were needed to confirm whether the corpse was her husband, the woman was heartbroken. The friend comforted the woman and said, "That corpse may not be your husband." The woman said sadly: "I can't find my husband's features on the body."

The friend asked, "Then why are you so sad?" The woman said with tears: "I was thinking about his death. As long as I think about his death, I will be very sad." She said, her husband's voice and smile, every look in his eyes, the yawn he got up in the morning, the way he shaved in the bathroom, the embarrassment that he couldn't find another slipper, his mouth full of egg yolk when he ate fried eggs , the way he always tied his tie too long or too short, the way he kissed her goodbye at work, the way he looked tired when he came home from get off work every day, the way he watched TV while eating, the way he sang in the shower, the way he Kissing her, his undulating snoring, his messy hair in the morning, the terrible way he pursed his lips and said nothing when he lost his temper, the gentle smile when he gave her flowers...

All of this, every tiny expression and movement, replayed in her mind like a never-ending drama when she was waiting for the body to be recognized.She loves him so deeply, she has not forgotten his every look, he is the pillar of her life, he is the source of her happiness, he is the person who spends every day with her, how can she accept that he is dead?How could she believe that he was dead?Just thinking about his death made her unable to control her tears. However, how can the people we love never die?When you think about his or her death, can you, like this lady, remember every minute movement and expression of her husband when he was alive?Since the one we love is mortal, why remember the bad about him?Remember the times when he was kind to you.