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I don’t know what I should talk about - about death or about love? Or are they the same? Which one should I talk about?

We were newlywed(s  新婚者). We still walked around holding hands, even if we were just going to the store. I would say to him, “I love you.” He would grab my hands, and whirl me around, and kiss me. People were walking by and smiling.

One night I heard a noise. I looked out the window. He saw me. “Close the window and go back to sleep. There’s a fire at the reactor(反应堆). I’ll be back soon.”

I didn’t see the explosion itself. Just the flames. A tall flame. And smoke. The heat was awful.

And he’s still not back.

Seven o’clock. I was told he was in the hospital. I ran there, but the police had already encircled it, and they weren’t letting anyone through. Only ambulances.

Many of the doctors and nurses in that hospital would get sick themselves and die. But we didn’t know that then.

I couldn’t get into the hospital that evening. There was a sea of people. Someone in the crowd said the injured firemen were being taken to Moscow that night. All the wives got together in one group. We decided we’d go with them. Let us go with our husbands! The soldiers - there were already soldiers - they pushed us back. Then the doctor came out and said, yes, they were flying to Moscow, but we needed to bring them their clothes. The clothes they’d worn at the station had been burned. We ran across the city, and came running back with their bags of clothes. But the plane was already gone. They tricked us.

I decided that I have to get to Moscow. By myself.

For those days I was allowed to stay in the hospital dormitory.

“But there’s no kitchen. How can I cook for him?”

“You don’t need to cook anymore. They can’t digest the food.”

He started to change - every day I met a “brand-new” person. The burns started to come to the surface. In his mouth, on his tongue, his cheeks - at first there were little damages, and then they grew. It came off in layers - as white film(薄膜)… the color of his face… his body… blue… red… grey-brown. And some of his internal organs began to dissolve … It’s impossible to describe! It’s impossible to write down! And even to get over. The only thing that saved me was, it happened so fast; there wasn’t any time to think, or to cry.

It was a hospital for people with serious radiation poisoning. Fourteen days. In fourteen days a person dies.

I was still able to make him some soup. It was all useless; he couldn’t even drink anything. He couldn’t even swallow a raw egg. But I wanted to get something tasty! As if it mattered.

It was the ninth of May. He always used to say to me: “You have no idea how beautiful Moscow is! Especially on V-Day, when they set off the fireworks. I want you to see it.”

I’m sitting with him in the room. He opens his eyes. “Is it day or night?” “It’s nine at night.”

“Open the window! They’re going to set off the fireworks!”

I opened the window. We’re on the eighth floor, and the whole city’s there before us! There was a bouquet of fire exploding in the air.

“Look at that!” I said.

“I told you I’d show you Moscow. And I told you I’d always give you flowers on holidays ...”

I look over, and he’s getting three carnations from under his pillow. He gave the nurse money, and she bought them.

I had no idea then how much I loved him! Him ... just him.

And then - the last thing. I remember it in flashes, all broken up.

I came back from outside and called the nurse’s post right away. “How is he?”“He died fifteen minutes ago.” What? I was there all night. I was gone for half an hour! Then I came to: I’ll see him one more time! Once more! I run down the stairs. He was still in his bio-chamber; they hadn’t taken him away yet. His last words were “Lyusya! Lyusenka!” “She’s just stepped away for a bit; she’ll be right back,” the nurse told him. He sighed and went quiet. I didn’t leave him anymore after that. I accompanied him all the way to the grave site. Although the thing I remember isn’t the grave; it’s the huge plastic bag. That bag used for the prevention of radiation leakage.

1.Which is the best title of the passage?

A.Alternative love B.Forever-lost love

C.Brand-new love D.Unaffordable love

2.The wives were not allowed to accompany their husbands probably because _____.

A.they failed to bring clean clothes for their men

B.they would stop the treatment going on smoothly

C.the plane couldn’t accommodate so many people

D.their husbands were suffering radiation poisoning

3.According to the underlined sentence, how does the woman feel about her husband?

A.Bored. B.Impressed. C.Heartbroken. D.Relieved.

4.The sentence “Nobody mentioned radiation.” should be put back to _____.

A.① B.② C.③ D.④

5.The passage is developed mainly by _____.

A.giving examples B.telling a story

C.making comparisons D.explaining an argument

6.The following sentences can show the deep love between the couple EXCEPT _____.

A.We ran across the city, and came running back with their bags of clothes (Paragraph 7)

B.But I wanted to get something tasty! As if it mattered (Paragraph 14)

C.I look over, and he’s getting three carnations from under his pillow (Paragraph 22)

D.Although the thing I remember isn’t the grave; it’s the huge plastic bag (Paragraph 25)

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