He was standing at the desk, staring at something. There was a dark blue and grey cell phone on it. A trace of anxiety appeared on his face. After a while, his eyes left the cell and he looked out of the window. It was getting dark outside. Grey and thick clouds were gathering in the sky and a heavy rain seemed to be impending. The green of the tree leaves was condensed to an even darker colour in such a day.
Worries were growing inside him. He began to fidget about in the room, yet his eyes never leaving the cell as if it would disappear in a moment. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, put on his coat and rushed out of the door, with the cell phone tight in his hand. Soon,sis skinny figure was merged into gloomy darkness of the night.
The street lamps were casting faint rays on the road, and the wind began to blow, gradually with an enhanced velocity. He was wandering along the pavement,without knowing where to go. Cars and trucks were passing by him. Suddenly, a dark figure stopped him. It was an old woman with a hunchback. She was limping towards him now, with a bunch of newspapers in her arms, and murmuring,” Hey, Sir. I haven’t sold out so many newspapers and it’s getting dark now. Would you do me a favor? Please do help me, Sir.”
He had met the old lady many times on his way to the office. Every time he would buy one newspaper from her. It was not that he needed that, just out of sympathy. He saw the old lady standing before him, imploringly. He was not in the mood for a newspaper now. Under the faint street lamps, he saw something that he was familiar: despair. Something pricked him in a sudden and he could feel the pain in his heart. He fumbled in his pocket for his wallet. He bought one piece and told her,” Just keep the change.”
The rain began to fall, the ground turned wet gradually. He kept walking,holding the cell phone tight in hand. He didn’t know where he was heading, or didn’t care much about it. The raindrops fell on his coat and disappeared, like some little worms squirming into his body. His coat was soaking wet, but he didn’t even notice it………
He felt a little tired, and came to realize that the rain had stopped. His right hand was sore and numb,yet the cell phone was still there, safe and dry. He glanced at it,when the light on the cell began to flicker. Staring at the flickering lights for a while, he pressed the “OK” button.
“Hey…”A familiar voice came from the other side.
“……”His throat was choked, unable to speak.
“Honey, I’m just so sorry……”
“You know, I…I just…”
He found himself trembling and staggering. He had expected this well before, but it did hurt when it really came. So hurting. He moved forward with stumbling steps. Cars were horning behind him, galloping away quickly. The shrilling sound of the vehicles hurt his ears painfully. Surprisedly, he found himself almost in the middle of the busy street.A car careered behind him, at ghastly speed. It seemed to have lost control and was mad as an uncontrollable horse.
The cell in his hand flew up into the sky and made a perfect curve in the air. Then, it fell onto the ground, smashed into pieces.
The night was so peaceful. And so beautiful.