These are two people whose names we do not know. If you do not mind, we will call them woman and man.

Woman and man grew up in the same street. Woman was eight years older. Man had liked the woman ever since he started having feeling towards the opposite sex. He liked her smile, her tone, her posture, and her every movement.

To her, he was like a younger brother. He was sweet and helpful. He was good with her and her husband. When later on she had a child, he was always nice to him, too.

When her son was ten years old, her husband died in a car accident. Man would come to visit her, comfort her, and do everything that a man was supposed to do in a household. When her sorrow finally got relieved, he let her know his love.

Man and woman got together, despite all the resistance from their own families. In that part of China, it was unthinkable for a man to marry a woman eight years senior, not to mention she'd already had a marriage and a child.

They got together despite all this, and had a new son. Their marriage started getting acknowledged and received by people in the town. They were happy.

Then the earthquake came. She died, together with their 7-month old son. He lived, with his 12 year-old step-son.

He wanted to die and meet her in heaven. She was all that he'd had. His dream, his love, and his hope were all gone with her. But he had to live on. He needed to take care of her son. He needed to see him happy and find his own love, when he grows up.

The town of Beichuan was destroyed. Man was rescued to a safe place. But he would still go back there amid mudslide and aftershock. He wanted to find a picture of his wife in their flattened home. And say good bye, to his love.