Brothers, Brothers (novella)
by Li Xiyue
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When the phone rang for the first time, I woke up with a shudder. I turned on the desk lamp and saw that the quartz clock pointed at ten minutes past ten. I dare not answer the phone. I know that the content of the call at this time is basically not good news. As the political commissar of the regiment, I am afraid that something will happen in the regiment; as the boss, I am afraid that something will happen in my hometown. When the third ring rang, I answered the phone hesitantly. It was Dadi calling from his hometown, and his voice was very different from the past: "Brother? My mother is not okay..." Since I installed a phone at Dadi's house, I don't call once, and when I call, there is basically nothing wrong, and there are very few good things. My mother has been ill for many years, and I feel frightened every day. I miss and fear the phone calls from home, especially late at night. As soon as the phone rang, my hair suddenly stood up. I put down the phone and closed my eyes slightly. I felt two lines of tears flowing down my cheeks.
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