第二百七十七章日记27(1/17)

某月某日 天气：晴 心情：不好父亲今天来学校了，我高三下半期第一次来学校。
                                                                                                                                                                我正埋头读书的时候，同桌在我耳边咋呼，“外面有个老汉在找你。”他的声音很大，我相信除了我被他惊醒外，教室里大半同学都能听到。
                                                                                                                                                                我扭头向教室门外看，看到一个面孔黧黑穿着灰扑扑中山装的中年农民拉着一辆架子车站在门口。他是我的父亲。我的脸腾一下烧到发稍。
                                                                                                                                                                我发觉虹也向门口看我打心底的不愿让她看到，许多同学都向门外看，看我的父亲。
                                                                                                                                                                我把手中的书一合，快步向门口走去。
                                                                                                                                                                “小华。”父亲看到我咧嘴笑了，笑得很不自然，就象怯生的小孩刚到一个陌生的地方，很拘谨。他脸上还挂着几滴汗珠。
                                                                                                                                                                我木然的向他走去，我感到同学们的眼睛象针一样刺在我的背上。
                                                                                                                                                                “爹。”我的声音小到几乎我也听不清楚。“爸爸”这个字眼我从来没喊过，在家的方言喊“爹”为“da”，我耻于说我的方言。
                                                                                                                                                                我避开他的视线，木然的向外走，向远离教室的方向走。
                                                                                                                                                                父亲拉着架子车跟着我走，车子“吱呀吱呀”响着。
                                                                                                           

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