The heat of the summer

 I know, she listened to Strauss, eat KFC, drink ground coffee, dressed in a gray skirt body in an office building in busy. However, it is just before. Later, he fell in love with me and all this has disappeared.
year, I started my so-called career, she followed me, no turning back. That summer came early and the flowers have bright red throughout the city. We live in the suburbs of illegal construction of a house, the walls take the air. This is our temporary home.
To save money, every day we walk to the downtown store at noon to buy two 1.5 per bowl of vermicelli, and walked back home at night, tired bones fall apart. Like a whole year, so get through it all.
It was a difficult and sad day. Time, the business is my totem, love was her belief, that we do not support all the fallen.
once, very late, we walked back, her feet sitting on the bed, I went to the landlord boiled noodles. When I put the thermos back, she had fallen asleep. She kept a position extremely tired, his feet are still soaking tub, one ramp down on the bed. Her body pressing his other arm, with mild snoring.
I quietly walked over, like flipping her body, make her comfortable. I stared at her face, then a young and pretty face, which was filled with the fatigue.
In this face, I found a mosquito.
the summer, the city was like a huge steamer, you can save money, we bought a mosquito net every day, pushing back the time.
mosquito lay on her forehead, greedily taking her blood. She slept soundly, but also the business line is doing better dream. My heart is fierce convulsions about a hand, waving. Mosquitoes are too happy to suck on my threat was not ignored. I would like to pat dead mosquitoes, shaking hands, but not the heart to carry on filming. I was afraid of waking her.
I stood there, proceed as Yang woodenly into conflict and anxious with, look at the mosquito abdomen slowly raised. Suddenly, I thought to myself, to produce a deep disgust.
On that summer night, I stood there. It is an extremely guilty feeling for her and our love.
day after a stall, I noticed a pink mosquito net: 16. At the time, that 16 per can do many things. That day, I did not sleep all night, I was holding a cardboard waving, like a soldier, no longer allow mosquitoes near her body, I became her temporary nets. Later, she woke up, staring at me. After 10 minutes, I suddenly found that she burst into tears.
next day, a small room hung a pink mosquito net. Hang a mosquito net, we have nothing. I was given as a gift to her, but I did not say. I think it was like a blooming rose, even compensation for the love. But I also feel, in fact, nothing could.
day, it was her birthday.
later, some time, I had 16 million, or we got 16 million, we bought a lot of things, but did not buy mosquito nets. We did not need mosquito nets, and decorated room, fly into a mosquito.
However, I think, the money, these things, much less that the nets have her 16 dollars worth, or that our love and valuable.
that summer passed, and we have no choice but to fall in love.