“我想你。”爸爸在电话里对我说。我已有四天没见到他了,已经记不得他在医院里待了多少个星期。而那时的我不过是一名高一学生,所以在平日我不得不去上学,只能在周末去看他。大多数夜晚,妈妈都在医院里陪着他,而我则一个人独自待在家里。我的惊讶只持续了几秒钟,其间,我无声地咽下心头的涌动。“我也想你。”我哽咽着说道,努力忍住眼泪。那是我爸对我说过的最有意义的三个字。 “I miss you. ” Dad said to me on the phone. I have not seen him for four days and I can not remember how many weeks he spent in the hospital. At that time, I was just a freshman, so I had to go to school on weekdays and go to see him only on weekends. Most nights, my mom is with him in the hospital, and I am alone at home. My astonishment only lasted for a few seconds, during which time I silently swallow my heart surging. “I miss you too. ” I choked and said, trying to hold back my tears. That is the most meaningful word my dad said to me.