The wind chimes in front of the window

The breeze of May blew the wind chimes hanging in front of the window, and the crisp sound reached the ears of the girl writing in front of the window. The girl raised her hand and rubbed her neck, which was sore due to prolonged immobility, and slowly lifted her head. The white of the stars outside the window gradually attracted the girl's wandering eyes. Another breeze blew by, and a small dandelion seed broke into the girl's field of vision and landed next to the tip of her pen. The girl put down the pen in her hand, and carefully picked up the tiny seeds, looking at this small thing, the girl thought of her mother.

Every year at this time, her mother would use her calloused hands to hold the girl's relatively tender hands to walk around every ridge with dandelions, but just this summer, her mother was not around.

The mother had surgery!

The news was received by the girl just after work, the girl kept asking the father on the other end of the phone, but the father only faintly said nothing serious, to work well. The girl had no way of knowing why her mother had surgery and when she would return. Late at night, an ear-splitting car thunder pulled the girl out of sleep, the mother came back, see the mother back, the girl hanging heart put down, looking at the mother's tired figure, the girl asked a: "Mom, you ... what happened?" After asking the girl realized how idiotic she was, knowing that her mother went to surgery and rushed home overnight just to keep herself from worrying, her mother smiled and raised her finger to point at her throat, and finally, her father gave a clear answer: vocal cord surgery, no talking for three months, and avoid spicy food. But there is one thing that the father did not say, and the girl also knows, fear of smoke ......

The girl's heart suddenly crossed a twinge of pain, because the girl still remembered that her mother was forced to pull her again and again to the kitchen full of fumes to cook for her; remember that her mother endured the pain and her chatting about some nutritious topics; remember the scene because of a small matter and her mother's fury. The girl held back the tears that would flow, smiled, turned to her mother, and said, "Mom, go to bed! I'll get there."

Because of the vocal cord surgery, the mother nearly three months can not speak, the girl knows this for a mother who loves to talk and laugh is big torture, to let the mother is recuperating some peace of mind, the girl took the initiative to take almost all the household chores, including cooking, then the girl will still be a little, parents often away from home when the girl was young, and the girl is now an adult, has a family, will not be a little is not good The girl is now an adult and has a family.

One day, by chance, the girl was cleaning up her mother's closet when she found a piece of paper that was crumpled unlike any other, this paper, kneaded against the sun seemed to be able to pass through, obviously, the owner of the paper did not want to be seen by others, but did not want to throw.

Curiosity drove the girl to open it. Curiosity killed the cat, but it not only killed the cat but also almost killed the girl's heart. Throat cancer, advanced stage. This is a case list, and the name on it is the girl's mother, the girl in reading the whole case list, the whole person is not good, the brain is blank, tears can not stop leaving, the head that buzzing sound like the soul is hitting the sky, and even the girl feels that at a certain time, the soul has run out. The tears are about to run out, and the deep and light color on the jeans seems to carry some kind of dark mocking breath sneering at the girl, laughing at the girl too naive, too childish. The girl stood up, looked at the list in her hand and shook her head, turned around, and walked down the hall.

The girl washed her face, took her mother's hand, and said softly: "Mom, next week we'll go see the dandelion, okay? The mother looked at the girl, dumbfounded, and nodded her head.

Waking up from the memories, the girl looked at the watch on her wrist and murmured: It's time to go see mother. The girl lightly hooked the corners of her mouth and blew away the seeds in front of her ......

Mom, do not forget our agreement Oh! The girl squatted in front of the grassy grave, mischievously spit out her tongue, a tear silently crossed her fingertips and fell into the dust ......