琴,琴是谁?怎么没听你说过?儿子眼睛盯着电脑,漫不经心地问。我的胸口好似被重物撞击了一下,一阵晕眩。滚到一边儿去,谁让你动我的电脑!我冲过去,从儿子手里抢过鼠标,疯了似的一把按断电源。儿子惊诧地看着我,一副不认识的模样。妈妈,对不起……我不是故意的……我知道,不该对儿子这样,儿子无意间触碰了我的禁地。夜晚无数次的梦魇,每次撕裂的伤痛,在该来的时候,都不可避免地来了,无论我怎样隐藏和回避,都不能把她从我心里拔除,我的 Piano, who is the piano? How did you hear it? Son staring at the computer, casually asked. My chest seemed to be hit by a heavy object, while dizzy. Roll to the side to go, who let you move my computer! I rushed past, grabbed the mouse from his son, a crazy like a press off the power. Son looked at me in surprise, a do not know the appearance. Mom, I’m sorry ... I did not mean it ... I knew that I should not have done to my son, who inadvertently touched my forbidden ground. Nocturnal nightmares, every torn pain, at that time, inevitably come, no matter how I hide and avoid, can not be removed from my heart, my