鬼压床

我是在一天清晨里醒来的，一点儿征兆都没有。

我看着母亲激动的泪水略过千沟万壑般苍老皱褶的脸，滴落在泛黄的床单上，啪啪啪地响，就像下起了一场大雨。她把我紧紧抱在怀里，抱得我骨头咯吱响，但是一点都不疼。

穿着白大褂的人儿把我围了一圈，问东问西，母亲在一旁还止不住泪水，那脸上的泪沟像是常年泪珠冲刷的杰作。他们一脸不可思议地交头接耳，一边为我做着检查，我张口就喊：“妈，我饿了！”

母亲看上去开心极了，她似乎有三年没听过自己的儿子喊她，医生都说她的儿子再也不会醒来了，可是奇迹就在母亲的日盼夜盼中出现。

我像植物般沉睡了三年，终于在今天的早晨，我醒了，犹如做了三年的噩梦，猛然打破魔障惊醒。

医生说多补充点营养，母亲日日亲手为我熬汤，奔波于家和医院之间，我从未见过如此劳累却十分开心的她，总有想说的话和我说不完。

医生说再观察观察几天就可以出院了，母亲的眼里冒光，连续好几天守在我身旁，担心这群医生对我做起什么研究，像极了下了猫崽子的母猫，时时刻刻提防着周遭。

三年前发生了什么，我记不起来了，母亲安慰我说，记不起来就别想了，却又努力回避我的话题。我看出她的顾虑，就不再追问了。

我跟母亲聊着天，她说着我睡着这三年里发生的事，从鸡毛蒜皮的小事讲到了刚刚落幕的里约奥运会，似乎说话就成了母亲的乐趣，毕竟她一直都是个话唠。

我跟她讲，我这三年里，尽管没了知觉，但是我看得见啊，我能看到母亲整天为我翻背，帮我按摩，帮我挪动身体，像小时候一样为我换尿布，我想哭却流不出泪水。

我说，妈妈，好几次看着那输液用的管子，我多么希望你把它拔掉。

我说，妈妈，动不了的感觉，就像是鬼压床，只能看着窗口的日出日落。

说到这里，母亲便不说话，好像敏感的小孩，一碰心弦就会发出闷响。

这是母亲的一桩心事，也是我心里压着的石头，我为什么会睡了三年之久？

我出院后，就一直待在家里，自从对世界没有了知觉之后，我便跟不上世界发展的脚步。我翻看着这几年的资讯，试图挽救我遗失的三年。我偶然翻出浏览记录，上面密密麻麻出现“植物人”的字眼，尽管搜索的结果尽是首页推荐的医院，但母亲一直在茫茫信息中寻找治愈我的办法。

我滋滋地滑着鼠标的滑轮，偶然瞥见一条新闻，或许说是有些年份的旧闻了，上面讲的是2014年的时候，有对小情侣在情人桥上跳河殉情，女孩穿着白色的长裙，浮在水面上，像一朵绽开的白莲花。

我的心结解不开，五官都挤到一块去了，母亲看我愁眉苦脸的样子，急忙问我怎么了。我趁机问她：“妈妈，三年前到底发生了什么？”

我发现秘密憋屈在心里太久也会发霉腐烂，最后发出恶心的臭味。

而我此刻的好奇心，驱使我去探寻那臭味的来源。

母亲得知原因后，叹了一口闷气，才娓娓道来。

三年前，我在傍晚回家的时候摔倒了，晕倒在一片草地上，当时我穿着军绿色的衣服，像卧倒在草丛中的狙击手，没人发现我的存在，就这样一直趴着，天下起了小雨，我脸贴在一处低洼的水坑，当有人发现我的时候，我因为大脑长时间缺氧，再也醒不来了。

我看着母亲神情有些疲倦，旧事重提总显得惆怅罢了。

再回到医院复检的时候，趁着和医生独处的时机，我忍不住问起当年的情况。医生倒是很淡定地讲，当年我入院的时候，已经是晕倒了，做了急救措施，但那么多天过去了，就是没醒过来。

“你能恢复过来，已经是奇迹了，回家多插几柱香，想当初，你今来的时候，那表情特别惊恐，跟撞见鬼一样。”

“那……”

“来，张口检查一下。啊……”

我又在一天清晨里醒了过来，我躺在自己的房间里，隔着窗帘看到窗外很亮，叽叽喳喳有吵闹的声音。我打算伸手去拉窗帘，却发现手抬不起来，我缓了缓神，清晰地感觉到，我动不了。房间很安静，安静得我听得见自己淌汗的声音。

“起来吃饭了！”

我听到妈妈在楼梯口一如既往地喊我，我总喜欢赖床，等她来敲我的门，但这一次，我希望她直接上来敲我的门。

我张不了口，喉咙里仿佛塞了一块棉花，我想起来了，那三年里，我也是以现在这个姿势活着的。

幽幽的脚步声带来了那个女孩，她站在我的床旁边，微笑地跟我说：“你记起来啦。”

我彻底醒过来了，也是某一天的清晨。我看着母亲依旧以泪洗面，周围的医生无奈地摇摇头，原来这才是真的，我只是梦见我醒来了。

三年前，那对小情侣在桥上争吵，女孩任性地坐到扶手上，一辆大卡从他们身旁经过，一声惊雷在他们身边炸开，女孩一紧张，不慎跌入了河中。我看着男孩慌乱的神情，左盼右顾之际，他也跳下去了，扑腾的女孩将男孩也拉下了水。

他不会游泳吧？我想，我救不了他们。我一脚油门飞快逃离，心里叨念着，这不是我的错，我只是按了下喇叭，不是我的错。我慌乱极了。

新闻里报道了在河里发现浮尸，我不由自主地跑到河边，只有她还在河里，浮着的长裙像绽开的白莲花，她像是在冲我笑，我看着她睁开了眼睛，死死得瞪着我。我慌不择路，在路上绊倒了……

我醒来的时候，她陪在我身边，身旁的母亲泪流满面，医生们摇头叹气，我再看看她，她压在我的身上，脸朝下，对着我笑，我动弹不得。

Introduce:I awake in a day of early morning, a bit omen is done not have. I look at the tear skip over with excited mother 1000 channel the face of aged ruffle like 10 thousand big pool, drippy on the sheet that fizzles out in extensive, ground of bang bang bang is noisy, resembled issueing a heavy rain. She holds me in the arms in the bosom closely, hold in the arms my bone creak is noisily, but did not ache. The person that wearing white unlined long gown surrounded me circuit, ask all sorts of questions, the mother is being returned aside do not stop tear, the lachrymal channel on that face resembles is all the year round the classic that teardrop erodes. They one face singularly whisper to each other, making an inspection for me at the same time, my dehisce cries: "Mom, I am hungry! " the mother looks extremely happy, she has the son that had not listened to her 3 years to call her it seems that, the doctor says her son also won't awake again, in but the miracle longs for night in maternal day,longing for, appear. The sleep deeply like my resembling plant 3 years, be in eventually today's morning, I woke, be just as the nightmare that became 3 years, break demon barrier to sleep lightly abruptly. The doctor says much complement nods nutrition, the mother boils boiling water for me with one's own hands every day, rush about between Yu Jiahe hospital, she what I never had seen such overworked is very happy however, always the word that wants to say and I do not say. The doctor says to observed observation a few days to be able to leave hospital again, light is risked in maternal eye, successive several days are defended in me beside, fear this group of doctors make what research to me, resemble extremely the mother cat that issued feline whelp, momently beware of is worn meet with. What to happen 3 years ago, I am written down did not rise, the mother comforts me to say, write down do not rise not to think, try hard again however evasive my topic. I see her apprehension, examined minutely no longer. I am talking about a day with the mother, she is saying me to be asleep 3 years this li of job that produce, told from the bagatelle of trifles just ring down the curtain in make an appointment with the Olympic Games, talked to become maternal fun it seems that, after all she is a word Lao all the time. I am told with her, in I am 3 this years, although did not have consciousness, but I look so that see, I can see the mother turns over a back for me all the day, help me massage, help my move body, resemble changing diaper for me euqally in one's childhood, I want to cry not to flow to give tear however. I say, mom, look at the pipe that that infusion uses many times, how do I hope you unplug it. I say, mom, the perception that cannot change, resembling is ghost press, can look at the sunrise sunset of the window only. Here, the mother does not talk, be like sensitive child, touch heartstrings to be able to give out a boom. This is one picket worry of the mother, also be the stone that pressing in my heart, what why can I sleep 3 years is long? After I leave hospital, wait for all the time in the home, since after doing not have consciousness to the world, I do not follow to go up the pace that the world grows. I am leafing through information of these a few years, try to pull