father - home

"Stop teasing him, Zhao, look at you scaring Marty." Joseph took the wine glass in Zhao's hand and put it under my nose.

I didn't need to smell it, I knew it was water, but in front of Joseph, I still put on a straight face: "Water is not good either, he can't drink ice water."

"You see how fierce he is, Joseph. Is he always like this?"

"Naturally, he is the young master." Joseph laughed heartily.I couldn't help but look at him, the honest and kind Joseph could make a wisecrack, and the next sentence he said almost made me choke to death on my own saliva. "But you are different. I don't think he dares to lose his temper with you casually."

"Really?" Zhao took back his wine glass, as if wanting to verify Joseph's words, raised his neck to drink up the water, and poured it into his mouth together with ice cubes.

Joseph was startled, and rushed to grab it, but it was too late.My words, in Joseph's eyes, are always sacred.

My expression also changed, and I instinctively wanted to stop it, but I suddenly recalled it, so I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, I just moved my hand slightly, hoping that no one would notice.

But they all noticed.

Joseph glanced at me.I know I don't look good right now. "That's what's wrong with you, Zhao, Marty is your doctor, you should listen to him."

"Yes, I should listen to him. He is my doctor and my guardian."

"Guardian?" Joseph didn't understand.

"Not a guardian, but a guarantor." I couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's the same for me. No matter what it is, they control me everywhere and treat me like a child." Zhao seemed very dissatisfied with my attitude, and refused to forgive me.

What does Zhao mean?Arguing with me in front of Joseph?I'm confused again.

Our voices are a little louder.Joseph hurried up to smooth things over, smiled and patted Zhao on the shoulder in a friendly manner, "Aren't you just a child? Look at you, you don't know how to cherish and take care of yourself, and let others worry about you."

"Hmph, it's useless to talk to you anyway. He is your young master, and you will always look to him." Zhao pouted, showing a very dissatisfied look.Is he pretending to be jealous to hide his real jealousy?I can't read him anymore.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, go in, Madam is waiting."

Joseph pulled Zhao to walk in, his eyes and movements had a bit of pampering, I could see it, and I didn't know whether to be relieved or worried.Regarding Zhao's appearance in the manor, Joseph shouldn't have many doubts. He is pure and generous in nature, and he admires and trusts me.As for Zhao, observing the behavior just now, it seems that he intends to show the relationship between him and me, that is, a doctor and a patient, a guardian, and a friend, nothing more.In doing this, was he simply telling Joseph, or was he also telling me explicitly?

Joseph sat next to me, under the dining table, his hand slowly touched my thigh, I saw him looking at me out of the corner of my eye, I smiled and took his hand gently.You are finally willing to sit here.

"Marty, I know you're happy today. Joseph's back, and he's finally sitting here."

My mother's kind and kind words made me feel chills.I wanted to pull back my trembling hand, but Joseph grabbed it firmly.

"Thank you, ma'am. But..."

Joseph blushed, happy, shy, his face was radiant, while across the table, Zhao's face was a little pale, Yu, like his mother, was hard to see clearly because of the makeup.

"But what? Joseph, please don't worry about this matter anymore. I know, you are a sensible and good boy, and the master and I have always liked you very much, but... Now that this is the case, I hope you can stay forever By Marty's side."

"Thank you, ma'am, I will."

Joseph choked up.He was very excited, I could hear it, and I felt that his hand was shaking as he held me. Through the sleeve, his arm was as hard as tropical hardwood, but he couldn't help shaking.

I stared at Zhao closely, watching him slowly pick up the wine glass, take a sip of water, then pick up the napkin, and wiped his lips lightly.He was trying his best to delay the time, hoping to survive this unbearable moment.I worry about him and sweat for him.Just bear it, just bear it, no matter how uncomfortable this dinner is, there will always be an end, and you can bear it.

Zhao always has a smile on his face, but his eyes are dull. I hope he can withdraw his senses and turn a blind eye to the world around him, so that he can stay here, but how is this possible?His face was growing paler, his brow gleaming in the light.He was sweating, and he seemed to be having trouble breathing.

"I'm sorry!" I bowed slightly to my mother, stood up and took off my coat, so that the two of them could also be liberated.

Zhao's movements were still very slow, the tie was only loosened a little, and he didn't unbutton the collar or cuff buttons like Joseph and I did.I think his difficulty breathing is not because of the temperature, but because of the mood.

Today's dishes are completely German, all Joseph's favorites: Bavarian sausage salad, beef soup, Wiener roast pork chops, cheese baked potatoes, and high-sugar apple pie.I saw Yu and Zhao whisper a few words, Zhao shook his head, then Zhao stopped the old housekeeper and said something to him.The old housekeeper looked troubled, but Zhao was very determined, smiling and shaking his head resolutely.

I think Zhao is refusing to serve him alone, and today's dishes are not suitable for him.That's right, Yu must have prepared something else for him, but at the dinner table, it shouldn't be served separately, that would be very rude.Let’s wait until the dinner is over. After the dinner is over, Zhao can eat in the kitchen. Yu must have given Zhao some snacks, and Yu must have prepared a midnight snack. It’s nice to have Yu take care of Zhao.

After Zhao took a bite or two, he was completely different from the boy who was on the terrace just now.If he was still the wayward boy just now, he would have feasted on the tempting food in front of him, but now Zhao is using a polite way to cover up his lack of appetite.