At that moment, I was so frightened that I was at a loss, seeing my father leaning on the sofa with a pale face, a cold sweat, panting for breath, I was even frightened, almost crying and apologizing to my father.

"Dad, I was wrong, I promise you, please don't be angry, okay?"

My tears welled up in an instant, although I hated my father's arrogance, but I couldn't live without him, I only had one relative in this world, and without him, I didn't know who I could rely on in the future.

I struggled to lay his body flat on the couch and massaged him in the chest area, freeing my hands to call the emergency services as I massaged.

At this time, my father struggled to grab my hand, and said to me slowly and softly: "Yun'er, as long as you promise Dad, I will be fine, no need to call the emergency number, I will rest for a while." ”

Seeing my father's heart soothe, I cried with joy, put down the phone, tightly grasped my father's warm big hands, put my head on his chest, and said helplessly and sadly: "Dad, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't have contradicted you." ”

Although I was reluctant to say such a disobedient thing in my heart, the shock and horror I felt when I saw my dearest relatives fall suddenly in front of me made me have no choice but to deceive my feelings and soul.

When my father saw that I had agreed to his request, his face was much calmer, and he smiled kindly, and stroked my hair lovingly with his wrinkled and calloused hands.

"Yun'er, you are my father's only daughter, my father's body is getting older and older, and he is already a candle in the wind, and there are not many days left.

When I went to the archaeological research of the ancient tombs with my friends last year, for some reason, my health was not as good as before, and at night, I had nightmares and a dull pain in my heart.

Dad can't rest assured of you, he just wants to arrange everything for you before leaving.

Yun'er, you don't know how sinister the rivers and lakes are, Dad has been drifting in the sea all the year round, and he already knows where the wind is high and the waves are urgent, where there are rapids and rapids, and where there are poisonous snakes and beasts.

It's a pity that you're not me, you're too naïve and naïve, I can only find a way to find you someone who can steer for you and take you on a safe voyage.

Yun'er, believe in Dad's vision, I did everything for your own good. ”

Although my father was tired, he still insisted on telling me a lot of great truths in his heart.

I couldn't help but listen to these words, and I couldn't refute them, so I had to pretend to be obedient and nodded, and tearfully promised: "Dad, I know, you are all for my good, don't worry, my daughter has written down everything you said."

Dad, you're tired, rest early.

Don't go to work tomorrow and rest at home for a day. ”

My father lay on the sofa, opened his eyes, looked at me carefully, and then praised me with emotion: "Yun'er, my good daughter, you have really grown up, sensible, and enlightened, seeing you like this today, Dad is happy, and your mother under Jiuquan should also rest assured."

By the way, Yun'er, I put all the company's accounts and important contracts and belongings in the safe at home, if I have any accidents in the future, you just open it to see my last words and follow the operation. ”

When my father uncharacteristically mentioned a word that I had so taboo as "last words", my heart chuckled, and a hint of foreboding flashed, and I angrily comforted and blamed my father.

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense, my daughter doesn't allow you to talk nonsense, I want you to accompany me well and live together, I have no mother since I was a child, I don't want to lose you anymore."

Speaking of this, my nose was sore, and I almost choked up.

In order to hide the sourness and sadness in my heart, I pretended to go to the bathroom, and I hurriedly covered my face, walked away from my father, and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

When I entered the room, my face was already covered with tears, yes, I cried, I cried again.

Because my father mentioned my mother, and I mentioned my poor mother, who barely enjoyed a few days of happiness.

I feel sorry for my mother, and I feel sad and sad for my father to be able to think of my mother.

Mother was a poor peasant woman, and although she was beautiful and outstanding, she did not have much knowledge in her belly.

She married her father, a temporarily down-and-out scholar with a full stomach of learning, in the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker.

At first, my father and mother lived happily and harmoniously, and my mother also gave birth to me, a beautiful and intelligent daughter for my father

But when the time came and went, when the ropes that bound him were opened, my father soared high in the blue sky like an eagle with wings.

And her mother, who was once barely able to fly and live with her, has become an ugly sparrow with bald hair and tail after her father has developed.

At some point, the city birds that surrounded my father were replaced by city birds with beautiful coats and tactful calls.

The father was drunk, but the mother's heart was broken.

My mother had insomnia all night and night, guarding her home in the countryside alone, living like a year, and her beautiful face became as haggard as a yellow flower in the insomnia and crying all night long.

She begged her father to take her away from the yellow earth, but in exchange for loneliness and sadness.

While my father was intoxicated with the great joy of success in his business and the prosperity of his business, and when he was encircled in flowers and mud, my poor rural mother had had enough of that discrimination and cold reception.

She didn't know where she learned about her father's affair, and when she knew that he had completely abandoned her, she didn't cry, she didn't go to the so-called meddlers to fight, she just quietly chose to use a hemp rope to drop herself to death in the stormy old house, ending her life in her thirties.

I hated myself, what was I doing in the muddle? Am I just busy reading the so-called sages? I didn't understand and perceive my mother's despair and sorrow at all, and if I had been a little careful, if I had been able to comfort and enlighten my mother in my busy schedule, maybe the tragedy would not have happened.

I will never forget the sadness and devastation I felt when I learned of my mother's death.

When my relatives in my hometown found me in high school in the provincial capital through the phone, I burst into tears and cried all the way to the bus back home.

Exhausted, I finished the bus and switched to a rural bouncing car, not wanting to stop for a moment, just racing against time to get home to visit my mother.

After a bumpy day, it finally caught up with the darkness and brought me back to my hometown after a long absence.

In the dark night, I ran alone on the remote muddy mountain road, crying and screaming, just to catch up with my mother's lonely soul who had just passed away.

The stars in the sky were blinking at me, and my teary eyes were hazy, and I couldn't tell the smiling eye that belonged to my mother.

I often hear the old people say that those who die will become a star and will look at their relatives in heaven.

However, mother, which star is she, why I can't find a trace of warmth she gave to her daughter after looking at the end of the world.

She no longer used her warm light to guide me home, she only sprinkled the lonely starlight on the lake of my weeping heart.

In the cold wind, I don't know if my mother has ever heard my call to her, the loss of time, the passage of time, after all, can't take away the unspeakable pain and regret that I have left in my heart.

I sympathized with my mother and resented my father even more.

On the night I saw my mother's departure, I wept bitterly and fell on her thick coffin, and when I saw the father who was already a successful man running around in the crowd, serving tea and pouring water for people, I rushed forward, crying and beating like crazy, and asked him to ask for my mother.