述平已经多少天没有回家了,母亲也不来信,视他已经消失了一般。有一些落寞的日子,他会想起在母亲身边的光景,不过,许多曾经刻骨铭心的事也都变得淡漠了。如果日子忙碌,他甚至忘记了自己还有一个老家,还有一个母亲。直到那个下午,他正坐在沙发上机械地换着电视频道,手机突然响起,刺耳的铃声把他吓了一跳。你是述平吗?这苍老的声音有几分耳熟。述平疑惑地答复了,电话那边就传来一阵抽泣:我是你娘啊,述平。娘?述平茫然地站起身来,抬头看了一 Say how many days have not returned home, and the mother did not write letters, as he has disappeared in general. There are some lonely days, he will think of the scene around the mother, however, many things have been unforgettable have become indifferent. If the day is busy, he even forgot that he still has an old home, there is a mother. Until that afternoon, he was sitting on the sofa for a mechanical exchange of television channels, the phone suddenly rang, jarring ringtones surprised him. Are you flat? The old voice is familiar. To reply in reply, there was a sobbing over the phone: I am your mother, calm down. Mother? Level flatly stood up, looked up one