father - home

I cleared my throat vigorously and said, "How are you?"

"I'm measuring the sugar content of the grapes. If it's about the same, they can be harvested next week." Joseph had no expression on his face. After speaking, he lowered his head again and left me there.

I stared at the top of his head, his chestnut hair turning silver-gray in the harsh light.I shook my head, trying to break free from the predicament.What am I here for? "Joseph, I know you're angry, please forgive me."

He didn't answer, and continued to shake the flask in his hand, as if he didn't hear me at all.In the flask, the yellow-green suspension of grape juice left circles of faint imprints on the round flask wall.

"I'm sorry!" I said again, propping my hands on the table, my courage was almost exhausted.

Joseph stopped, still not looking up.I saw his chest rising and falling, and his hands on the table were trembling, and I knew he had a lot to say.But why don't you say it!

"Damn! Joseph, can't you say a word? Or are you unwilling to forgive me?"

"I'm not qualified!" Joseph squeezed out the words through his teeth.

"what?"

Joseph jumped up suddenly, punched the table with a bang, and roared, "I said I'm not qualified!"

I was jolted off the table, stunned.

Joseph's face was pale, with grief and anger in his eyes. "I've been thinking about what you said at the time..."

That Montblanc gold pen was my birthday present from Joseph, the only thing he gave me.What did I say then?I searched hard for memory.

"Do you remember?"

Joseph stared and stared at me, and I stared at him blankly.

"You said 'no need', very contemptuously, coldly said 'no need'."

Did I say it?Can not remember.I just remember being so excited.I cherished this gold pen and carried it with me every day until...

"'No need,' I thought you meant that it was too expensive for me. Yes, it was really expensive for a groom, costing almost all of my savings. When buying, The doubtful look from the owner of the pen store also made me really uncomfortable for several days. But when I think that you will be very happy and ecstatic, I feel very comforted and worth it, but you just said coldly, 'no need '."

Thinking about it, I wanted to defend myself, but was interrupted by Joseph's eyes.

"Today, I thought of the phrase 'no need' again, and it suddenly dawned on me that I had misunderstood it all along. 'No need' meant 'you don't need to give me a gift, because I don't care at all.'"

"No! It's not like that. I've carried it with me all these years, love it like life."

"But you broke it and gave it away!" Joseph's eyes almost burst into flames.

I kept shaking my head and moving my mouth again and again, trying to explain to him, but I never had the courage to reveal the deepest and most painful scar in my heart. I sat down and buried my head. No matter what, Joseph’s accusation was not wrong. . "I'm sorry..." I whispered.

There was a long silence, I didn't know what else to say, what to do, and what would be the result.Everything is out of my control now, I am getting weaker and more passive, and it is the same for Joseph.I lowered my head, smiled wryly, and stood up silently to leave, but I couldn't move for a while.

"Do you love him?" The tone was light, but I could hear the deep affection contained in it.

I looked up and Joseph poured wine into a flask and handed it to me.

I took the flask, looked at Joseph, and nodded silently.

"Then what was yesterday?"

I am speechless.

"Pity? Responsibility? Or vent?"

"I loved you!"

"Are you trying to comfort me, or are you convincing yourself?" I was dying, and something terrible was gathering in Joseph's eyes. "Does he love you too?"

I nodded a little apprehensively.

"Does he know?...You love each other?...Madam knows?...Everyone in the manor knows?...But I keep it from me!" He doesn't need an answer, everything is obvious, the fact is so cruel, ruthless. "I'm so stupid, it's just a joke. I had a dream for 13 years. I thought it was finally coming true, but it turned out to be the end. It's the end when it's over. Why do you still taunt me like this! Insult me!" Joseph held up the The wine bottle is poured into the stomach as soon as the neck is raised.

"No! Don't do this!" I rushed over, trying to grab the bottle.

Joseph pushed me away.He was so strong that I was pushed against the barrel.

"Joseph, listen to me, my love is true, we love each other, but you have also seen, we can't do it. He has a fiancée, he wants to return to China, and he will leave as soon as he recovers from illness." I don't know Do you know why you are saying this, begging?comfort?is that useful?These are facts, but also imply the opposite.

"What about me?"

I am painfully aware that those words backfired.I am completely confused.

"Then what about me! The person you love is gone, where do you put me!" Joseph patted his heart with the wine bottle. "What am I! What did Madam ask me to come back! What do people think of me! How ridiculous! Poor! Sad! I am a big fool! A poor wretch!" Joseph laughed up to the sky, and raised the bottle again.

The mellow liquid trickled down the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple kept trembling, and the wine bottle soon bottomed out.Joseph put the empty wine bottle on the table and shook it to open another bottle.His eyes were already red, his face turned from pale to reddish brown, and his neck began to redden.

I rushed up and grabbed the bottle. "Come on! Joseph, stop drinking."

"Go away!" Joseph yelled.

This was the Joseph I had never seen before, and I was foolish enough not to guard against his throwing elbow.I was hit hard on my chest, very violent and stuffy. I took a few steps back and fell to the ground on my back.I could barely breathe, and my eyes went black.

"Marty! Marty!" Joseph picked me up and shook me.

After a while, I slowly opened my eyes and saw him bursting into tears, feeling extremely sad.

"Marty, I'm sorry, you know how much I love you!"

"I know... I love you too... Promise me not to leave."