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It is a true story. When I was buy something in the department store one day, my mobile phone rang. A childish voice of a little girl from the other side said, â Where are you, Mum? Come back, please. I miss you very much!â I was sure she must call the wrong number, because I have no daughter but a eight-year-old sun. It was not surprising to receive a misdialed call these days. With sort of anger, I said to the little girl, â You have mistakened the number! I am not your Mum!â Then I hanged up the call. However, to my surprise, strange things continued in the following days. The same number put through continually, which annoyed me to the great large. At times I denied her rudely, and sometimes I never paid attention at all, leaving the phone alarming. After a while, the phone call came one after another. Being different from the former calls that I did pick up, it rang all the time. I eventually picked up the call, hearing the weak voice of the girl right then.
â Mum, come home, please. I really miss you. Dad said it is the exact number of your mobile phone. Or I may confirm it with you. 136⦠isnât that right, Mum? I get pained all over now! Dad said you are very busy. Only Dad takes care of me and he is rather exhausted. Mum, I know you work hard. But if you can not come back, could you kiss Lanlan again? Just once, please!â hearing such a naive pleading, how could I again turn a hard back to her? I am too, a mother. Thus I kissed loudly the receiver several times. Just then I hear the little voice in segments, â Thanks⦠Mumâ¦Mum, I am so â¦happy⦠It must be better⦠to see⦠Mum⦠again.â Days after that call, I did become interested in this phone number. But after that call, it never turned up again. Finally I couldnât help making a phone call with that number. It responded with a low voice of a man instead of the little girl.
â I am so sorry, Sister! I am so sorry to bring so much trouble to you several days ago. I should have made an apology after I finished dealing with my things. It is of great misfortune to my child. Born the heart disease, she then got the bone cancer. Her mother died of the car accident. My girl cried for her Mum all the time, yet I was afraid to her the truth. She could not put up with the pain to have the chemical treatment everyday. My poor little thing suffered too much. Every time the intolerable pain drove her into tears, she could do nothing but shout her Mum. My heart went broken when I saw her in such a torture. So that day I made up a phone number at random, and it happened to be yours. Luckily you were a female, otherwise I really didnât know how to comfort her.â
â How is the child now?â I inquired right away.
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â Mum, come home, please. I really miss you. Dad said it is the exact number of your mobile phone. Or I may confirm it with you. 136⦠isnât that right, Mum? I get pained all over now! Dad said you are very busy. Only Dad takes care of me and he is rather exhausted. Mum, I know you work hard. But if you can not come back, could you kiss Lanlan again? Just once, please!â hearing such a naive pleading, how could I again turn a hard back to her? I am too, a mother. Thus I kissed loudly the receiver several times. Just then I hear the little voice in segments, â Thanks⦠Mumâ¦Mum, I am so â¦happy⦠It must be better⦠to see⦠Mum⦠again.â Days after that call, I did become interested in this phone number. But after that call, it never turned up again. Finally I couldnât help making a phone call with that number. It responded with a low voice of a man instead of the little girl.
â I am so sorry, Sister! I am so sorry to bring so much trouble to you several days ago. I should have made an apology after I finished dealing with my things. It is of great misfortune to my child. Born the heart disease, she then got the bone cancer. Her mother died of the car accident. My girl cried for her Mum all the time, yet I was afraid to her the truth. She could not put up with the pain to have the chemical treatment everyday. My poor little thing suffered too much. Every time the intolerable pain drove her into tears, she could do nothing but shout her Mum. My heart went broken when I saw her in such a torture. So that day I made up a phone number at random, and it happened to be yours. Luckily you were a female, otherwise I really didnât know how to comfort her.â
â How is the child now?â I inquired right away.
â Lanlan has gone. You must have kissed her through the phone, for she smiled as she passed away. Before she died, Lanlan clinched tightly the phone that brought her Mumâs voiceâ¦â
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