去年，那是一个雨夜，我在国道上拦了一辆车回重庆，现在回想一下，那应该是辆很破的老式客车，车子很空，在车子的最后一排坐着一位少女，她旁边有一排空座。 我走过去问她：“这个位子我可以坐吗?” 她微笑的点了点头，她很美，美得有点让人惊讶，她穿着一条素色的长裙，出于一种男人的本性，于是我便和她聊了起来。我和她聊了一些我的往事。

她听的很入神，讲到情深之处她还有一些感触。接着她的话匣子也打开了。她说：“我今年22岁，小时候很苦，在我五岁生日那天，爸爸突然走到我面前对我说，明天妈妈就会离开我们叫我千万不要伤心。那时我还小，并没有在意。第二天早上醒来，我听到妈妈过世的噩耗，我用一种诧异的神看着爸爸，他只是对我苦苦地笑。就这样爸爸、我和弟弟三人又过了几年，在我十岁生日那天晚上爸爸泪流满面的对我说：“明天弟弟也要离开我们了”。I ask, “Brother where are you going?” Dad said: “Brother is going to mom.” That time I also didn't care.

Again after a day, my brother mysteriously left this world, I felt fear and went to find dad. He looked at me with an icy gaze without saying a word. The next few years, I lived well but on my fifteenth birthday morning, dad tidied up the house for me and celebrated my birthday in the evening. Suddenly he said: "Tomorrow dad will leave you too." He handed me a letter and told me that when I was twenty years old to open it everything would be clear. Fearing what he might say was true, one day later dad indeed left me and his body was found by the river.

As she spoke she began to sob uncontrollably as she continued talking about her life until now...