多年前，我在西安上大学，同宿舍有个叫王秋含的女孩跟我关系最好。我们一起上课，吃饭，逛街，好得如同亲姐妹一般。
我记得是2001年4月的一天，秋含早起接了个电话，精神便恍惚起来，眼睛直愣愣地盯着某一点。我问她怎么了，她一下子抱着我大哭起来：“莉莉，我妈……我妈不在了……”
我吓了一大跳。秋含抽抽噎噎地说：“我妈本来就有……就有心脏病，我舅舅刚打电话来说，我妈正在厨房里烧柴禾做饭呢，突然……突然就……”
那还等啥，赶快请假回家啊！我收拾了一下，拉着已哭得上气不接下气的秋含，去跟辅导员请了假，打了个出租车直奔长途汽车站。
秋含的家，在一个叫“乌里”的陕南小镇下面的村落，距西安6小时车程。
我们买好票，坐上车，窗外渐渐掠过跟黄土高原不一样的陕南景致。巍峨的秦巴山脉，点缀淙淙小河，绿野葱茏，油菜花田一望无边。可当时的我心神不宁，旁边的秋含更是几乎没了魂儿，哪有心思欣赏这春来美景？
下了车，秋含告诉我还要走大约40分钟的山路。那时大概下午4点左右，刚才还晴朗的天气，突然转瞬就阴恻起来。天空涌来黑压压的乌云，仿佛一场雷暴即将来临。我们加快了步伐，大概5点钟的时候，秋含一指：“到了。”
面前是一个小村。我已听到唢呐“乌啦啦”的吹奏声，秋含快步走到一个院落里，果然有好多头围白布，身上穿着白衣的人走来走去。好多花圈靠在院墙上，院子正中，赫然搭建了一个灵堂，上书“陇上犹留劳迹，堂前共仰遗容──母亲李桂芳千古。”
我看见灵堂上挂着一个女人的遗像。50来岁的年纪，头发短短的，微黑的皮肤上皱纹丛生，笑得有些勉强。这应该就是秋含的母亲了。秋含扑通一声跪在灵堂前，放声大哭。我心情也很沉重，给秋含的母亲上了香，郑重拜了几拜。
尖细的唢呐声吹得格外凄婉，呜呜咽咽的哭声绕在耳边，秋含已经跟随她大哥换了孝服，去看母亲置于冰棺中的遗体了。我想了又想，要陪秋含过去吗？可是她的身边簇拥着七大姑八大姨的，还是算了。
当晚，预想中的雷雨没有来临，却是一个无星无月只有风的黑夜。秋含他们在灵堂守夜，我睡在秋含家的偏房里。窗棂被风吹得窸窣晃动，凄惨的哭声顺着风传来，再加上毕竟有人去世，黑糊糊的空气里我总觉得有什么东西，心里一阵一阵害怕，出了一身冷汗。后来怎么睡着的，全都忘了。
第二天，秋含叫醒我，说不如我先回学校，她还要在家里呆好几天，处理母亲的后事。她的舅舅、大哥也连连道谢，歉疚地说没有好好招待我。我也知道呆在这里诸多不便，便安慰了秋含一番，坐汽车回了西安。
两周后，秋含也回学校了。她的脸色依然苍白，显得落寞恓惶。我更频繁地带她去逛街，去附近的景点玩，希望她能从丧母的阴影里渐渐走出来。
这件事很快被我淡忘了。直到三年过去，2004年的某天。
那天秋含又有点不对劲，趴在桌子上，恹恹的。我走过去小声地问：“是不是想你妈妈了？放心吧，她在天堂一定过得很快乐。”秋含突然炸毛了一般跳起来：“谁的妈妈在天堂？你说什么呢？我妈好好的你怎么咒她死了啊？”
天！我以为自己听力出了问题：“秋含，你说你妈妈……没去世吗？”
秋含的杏眼狠狠瞪着我：“我没想到你是这种人，我不过失恋了，心里有点难受，你竟然咒我妈妈！”
这事有点不对劲。秋含的母亲不是在三年前就去世了吗？那天，我不是还和她一起坐长途汽车去了她家吗？灵堂上不是挂着她妈妈的遗像吗？
“秋含！你再仔细想想，三年前的4月，你跟我说你妈妈去世了，咱们跟辅导员请了假，还坐长途汽车一起去你家了啊！我还给你妈上香了！还在你家住了一晚啊！”我要疯了，不是秋含失忆了就是我记忆错乱了，到底是谁出了问题？
秋含用不能置信的眼神看着我：“莉莉，你是不是精神……”她顿了一顿没有说下去，掏出手机颤着手打开一张照片叫我瞧：“你看，这是今年过年我们拍的全家福，我妈就在我旁边。”
照片上，我一眼就看到了那个女人。50来岁，头发短短，皮肤有些黑，笑不露齿。这不是跟我见过的秋含母亲的遗像一模一样吗？而秋含站在母亲旁边，身上穿着去年寒假前她才买的新毛衣。
我的后背突然似掠过一阵阴风，浑身的汗毛都竖了起来。
后来，我跟秋含描述了那天所发生的一切，包括她们那个小村的风貌，她家院落的布局，偏房的陈设。秋含不住地点头，说，对，就是她们家。
可是秋含说，她从来没跟我一起去向辅导员请过假，也没跟我一起回过老家。在三年前的4月，她的确独自回过一趟乌里，只是因为母亲生病了而已。
舍友倩倩突然插嘴：“对啊，秋含那次的确是一个人回的，我记得的。莉莉那天说是郊游去了，还是我帮秋含把东西拎下楼的。”
这个世界错乱了。
当时的辅导员去年已经离职，我真的很想问一问她，明明那天我是拉着秋含一起去请假的啊！
后来，秋含就和我慢慢疏远了。闲暇时，我总会不自觉地想起三年前那个阴恻恻的春日，每每就把自己想出一身冷汗。也许，真是自己得了梦游症？或者精神病吗？
直到毕业大家都已离校，我收拾自己的东西，突然一张纸片跌落在地，我拾起来，顿时全身的血液都凝固了。
那是一张2001年4月17日上午10点，西安开往乌里的汽车票根。
Introduce:Old before, I attend a college in Xi'an, chummery has a girl that calls Wang Qiu to contain to concern with me best. We attend class together, have a meal, shop, good as full sister general. I remember one day was April 2001, a telephone call was received since Qiu Hanzao, spirit absentminded rise, the eye is stupefied continuously be stupefied the ground is staring at some dot. I ask her how, she is holding me in the arms to cry greatly at a draught: "Li Li, …… of be dead of my Mom of my Mom …… " I was frightened jump greatly. Qiu Han smokes sob choke ground to say: "My Mom has …… to have heart disease originally, my uncle just called for, my Mom is burning Chai He to cook in the kitchen, abrupt …… is abrupt with respect to …… " that still waits for what, ask for leave at once come home! I was cleared away, pulling already cried the Qiu Han of the out of breath, went asking for leave with the counsellor, hit a taxi to approach long-distance station continuously. Qiu Han's home, cry in " in black " the dorp below Na Xiaozhen of short for Shaanxi Province, be apart from Xi'an 6 hours car Cheng. Ticket of our try to win sb's favor, take a car, flit gradually outside the window with the scene austral the short for Shaanxi Province with different loess plateau. The Qin Bashan arteries and veins of lofty, adorn gurgle brook, green wild luxuriantly green, oily cauliflower cropland looks at immensity. But my at that time mind is restless, the Qiu Han on the side is more hardly fetch, which have idea to admire this spring come beautiful scenery? Left a car, qiu Han tells the hill that I walk along about 40 minutes even the way. Controlled at 4 o'clock afternoon probably in those days, a moment ago returned sunny weather, abrupt in a twinkle rises with respect to shade sorrowful. The sky emerges the black clouds of a dense mass of, as if a thunderstorm is forthcoming. We quickened pace, probably at 5 o'clock when, qiu Hanyi points to: "Arrived. " before it is a hamlet. I already heard suona horn " black " play wind instruments sound, qiu Han double arrives in a compound, as expected good bull surrounds calico, the person that there is Bai Yi on the body is to-and-fro. A lot of wreath leans on courtyard wall, in the middle of the courtyard, built a mourning hall awesomely, submit a written statement to a higher authority " fatigue mark still leaves on Gansu, through the ages of Li Guifang of mother of ─ of ─ of a portrait of the deceased is admired in all before hall. " the portrait of the deceased that I see there is a woman on mourning hall. 50 come year old age, the hair is short, the furrow on duskily skin is fascicular, laugh some are constrainedly. This should be Qiu Han's mother. Qiuhan plumps genuflect is before mourning hall, burst into tears. My mood is very heavy also, went up to Qiu Han's mother sweet, earnest did obeisance to a few do obeisance to. Taper suona horn sound is blown all the more chilly beautiful, the cry of toot sob pharynx is circled in side side, qiu Han has followed
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