Chen Mofei's parents' house.

Chen's mother held the phone, but her eyes did not fall on the phone, her eyes fell lightly and heavily on the old photo on the wall, which was specially taken by the old man to the photo studio in the first few months to remake and enlarge, and the photo was a family of three. The old man, her, and her daughter Chen Mofei. This isn't the only family portrait of their family.

Chen's mother's gaze slowly spread to the surroundings of the photo frame, where there was a photo frame about the size of this family portrait, which was full of their family photos, and this project was also done by the old man. He picked out a family portrait of three from the album, enlarged one, and then put the rest into two equally sized frames and hung them on the wall of the living room, so that he could see his daughter when he looked up with his wife when he was eating. She hadn't called in a long time. Every time they took the initiative to find her, she spoke coldly and distantly on the phone, as if they were strangers.

One night, Chen's mother woke up from her dream in the middle of the night panting heavily, and she woke up her old wife who was sleeping next to her.

I had nightmares.

She said.

What nightmare?

The old man asked.

Dreams are all fake, they are all reversed.

He patted her hand, the skin on her hand was a little loose, and the bottom of the skin was bulging round like a full belly vessel, and the blood veins were green, like cyan earthworms crawling under her skin. His wife's hand was a little cold, and he took his wife's hand back to the bed.

The old lady lay down, her eyes still terrified. As if it wasn't a dream.

I dreamed that something had happened to her and she was going to jump off the building, and from the upstairs, she was standing upstairs, and the wind blew her clothes, and the clothes were bulging like sails, and I got up and ran towards her, telling her not to jump, and I kept shouting, but she didn't seem to hear, she closed her eyes, opened her arms, and fell headlong from the roof like a bird.

She frowned, her hair had turned almost all white in the past few years, and she hadn't dyed it.

White is white. When you get old, your hair will be gray, what is there to say about this?

She said stubbornly to the old man.

The old man's hair was all white, and her eyebrows were a little white.

The old lady sighed, rolled over, and turned her back to her wife.

The old man wanted to reach out and pat her arm to comfort her, but she knew that the old woman didn't need much comfort from him at this time. She needs more comfort from another person, or ----- forgiveness.

She's too stubborn, and she's going to suffer after all.

The old man sighed as well. At this age, he finally understood that the most painful thing in life is the powerlessness of parents to their children, it is to watch but you can't do anything, it is irreplaceable.

There is no substitute.

He was a little frustrated, and at the same time felt that he was too incompetent. He has no way to calm his wife's worries, nor can he let his daughter completely get out of the past. How long ago was that? He thought that in a few years his daughter would let go of herself. He never thought it would be like this. I don't know how my daughter is now, does she really plan not to come home for the rest of her life?

It would be nice to wait for her to be a little older.

He tried to convince the old woman.

However, it was only exchanged for a longer sigh from the old woman in the middle of the night.

I'd rather she didn't forgive me for the rest of her life.

He knew what his wife was talking about. This is the mother, and he now sees the greatness of his mother, but he sees it not in his own mother, but in her wife.

Speaking of which, how many years have I been? This kid! This kid! The old man rolled over and stared at the ceiling. In fact, they have long been accustomed to this daughter not making a phone call home for a year and a half, Chen's mother knows what she hates, she has also been young, if possible, she still hopes that she can hate herself for the rest of her life.

Hate yourself for the rest of your life.

However, in the past two days, the two old people have always been restless, especially their hearts, they always feel inexplicably uncomfortable, and they always feel depressed for no reason. Especially the old lady, sometimes the chest area tingles, Chen's father helped her buy nitroglycerin, and she usually eats some salvia tablets when the reaction is not so strong. Elderly people her age are still obsessed with Chinese medicine and feel that Chinese medicine has fewer side effects.

The old man went out to play chess when he had nothing to do, and he had such a hobby. Both of them are retired, and the salary of retirement is enough for their expenses, and there is also labor insurance, as long as it is not a damn serious illness, there is no big problem in getting by.

But life doesn't stop there. Especially when they meet old neighbors.

Of course, the old neighbors have asked each other, what about your daughter?

In the field.

What for?

Or do that.

In fact, they never knew what Chen Mofei was doing outside.

Fortunately, the old neighbors are not really interested in the answer, they are old, they are fine, and it is polite to meet and inquire, and they are really idle. When people reach their twilight years, apart from caring about the younger generation and inquiring, what other serious things can they do?

Then the old neighbors began to show off their children and grandchildren, how old the grandchildren are, how they can climb, how they can sit, how they can walk, how they can call grandma...... All the problems are foreshadowing, which makes the two old people surnamed Chen both disgusted and helpless, at this time you should not pay each other two sentences, and the friendship of the elderly is also brittle as a dangerous egg. If you show that you don't care about it, and if they are even meaner, you can always say hurtful------ can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, who doesn't know how many years their daughter won't come back!

It's too hard for people to live.

On this day, Mrs. Chen was home alone, and her phone rang. An unfamiliar number, the old lady glanced at it, didn't know it, so she let the phone ring and didn't answer. In the past two years, there have been too many cases of telephone fraud, and these people's target customers are the elderly, in order to avoid being deceived, she generally does not answer unfamiliar numbers, but fortunately, the number did not ring for long before she died down. But within two minutes, a text message broke in, and the old lady clicked on it, and her head exploded, like something exploded from the inside out.

There was a tingling pain in her precordial area, and then she felt that she had difficulty breathing, and the old man tried to adjust his breathing, and staggered to the chest of drawers in the corner of the house---- where her nitroglycerin was placed, what about the old man? This dead old man, he was not at home all day long, the old man -----

She shouted silently, but no one could hear her.

She took two nitroglycerin pills, then closed her eyes, hoping that her old heart would return to its original vibration frequency in time. Just now---- just now----- she frowned more and more, and just now, ----- her eyes closed, making her breath deeper and longer.

Breathe deeply.

She told herself.

Can't be nervous.

Never.

Breathe deeply.

Can't be nervous.

No.

Murphy.

Tears flowed down her cloudy old eyes and along the knife-like wrinkles on her face.

Murphy.

Her heart hurts. Chen Mofei is her only daughter. But she couldn't do anything, she couldn't help her. The text message said that Chen Mofei was in the northwest at this time and was worried about his life. She also said that she was married, and that she had a child, and that the child was lost.

What exactly did my daughter go through?

She felt the frequency of her heart's movement, her hands trembling, grabbing the clothes on her chest, and nitroglycerin in her hands, she trembled with her hands, unscrewed the lid of the pill bottle, and poured two white pills out of it. Eat two more slices! Eat two more slices.

She told herself.

What about the old man.

She wanted to stand up, but found that her legs did not have any strength, she looked up at the photo on the opposite wall, which was their family photo, how old was Chen Mofei that year? It seemed that he was in the first grade of junior high school, and he was twelve or thirteen years old, combing his hair with a ponytail, wearing jeans, sky blue, and a simple T-shirt with a white design on it. She smiled, her eyes so bright. The eyes are so bright. She thought that her daughter would never see sorrow in her eyes, let alone hatred?, but then her eyes dimmed like that, and she had ever said her the heaviest words...... No, no, no, how can it be one sentence? There are many sentences.

The old lady was holding her phone in her other hand, and she wanted to make a call to her daughter. Now there are so many people who defraud telecommunications, maybe this person is also a big liar, this big liar who should be cut with a thousand cuts, doesn't he just want money? But does he know that this information can kill people?

The old man took another deep breath.

Nowadays, people dare to do almost anything for the sake of money, and they can do anything.

They all deserve hell. They all deserve to go to hell. I'm going to call the police. When you receive such a call or text message, call the police and ask the police to find them trouble.

She took another deep breath and felt that her heart still hurt. She didn't dare call her daughter's phone number. What if I call and my daughter doesn't answer? What if the phone number is empty? If she answers and she asks, can my daughter really tell her the truth?

She remembered that after the college entrance examination that year, she was very disappointed that year, and every word that Chen's mother said to her daughter in her mouth was like a knife.

"I knew that I would never have a daughter, but my daughter is so stupid. ”

"Wouldn't you be alive without a man? How old are you? Shameless!"

"I don't have a daughter like you. Do you know how to write shame?"

"Look at your face, are you unwilling to stick it upside down and no one wants it?"

The old lady opened her mouth slightly, she still wanted to call her daughter. She wanted to say to her daughter, daughter, don't be afraid. You still have a home. Why, don't you dare to come back? Didn't your mother ------ back then?

No------

She felt her heart tighten.

Mom can protect you. Home is your strong backing forever.

Mom scolded you back then, and those words were hatred of iron and steel.

There were so many things she wanted to say, and yet, she couldn't say them anymore. When the old man opened the door with the key and walked in, he saw the old lady sitting there like that, her lips slightly open, her face pale, and her lips were blue, she held the telephone in one hand, and a bottle of nitroglycerin in the other, but her eyes stubbornly glanced at the family photo on the opposite wall.