father - home

Chapter 11 Joseph (9)

On the stairs, Zhao grabbed the railing with both hands and walked very slowly.

I hesitated, should I reach out or open my mouth?I wanted to reach out to help him, but Yu was standing beside me, and I couldn't put my hand in. I wanted to call him, but I didn't know what to say, because I didn't know how Zhao would answer me, in front of Yu.

"You go back. It's not good to leave." Zhao said softly to Yu, and continued to go upstairs.

Yu retracted his hands supporting Zhao, stopped, and distanced himself from Zhao, hesitating not to leave immediately.

I took two steps forward and stood beside Yu.Jade sensed me, turned around, and we exchanged glances.

Yu smiled miserably, turned and left.

The thick carpet makes it impossible to hear footsteps at all.I quietly followed Zhao upstairs, always two steps behind him, so that if he had anything, I could go up with my hand.

I finally finished walking, I never felt that the stairs were so long, even when I was going up and down the stairs with Zhao in my arms.

"I'll be fine. You go back to the restaurant, today you are the host." Zhao didn't look back, still holding the armrest with both hands.

Zhao knew that I was following him, he understood my heart, he did not drive me away in advance, he was not angry with me.Thank you!

"Now that you're here, let me take you back to the house and make sure you're okay."

"That……"

"Joseph is not an outsider, you know he cares about you just as much, and he hopes you are okay."

Zhao didn't insist anymore.I followed him into the bedroom.

The guest rooms are all facing north. It is summer and not cold, but it is very hot in the afternoon.At this time, the sky was completely dark, and there was still a gust of hot air coming through the door.There is no dedicated bathroom or toilet in the house, which is very inconvenient for Zhao, and I can't help but frown.

I walked to the opposite door, and that bedroom was where my father lived after he became ill, and he never used it after his death.I opened the two doors, hooked them with chains on the wall, opened the heavy curtains, opened the glass windows, pushed open the outside blinds, and fixed them with hooks, and the cool evening breeze blew in.

I went back to Zhao's bedroom and did the same thing as before, with the doors and windows wide open.

The evening breeze was warm, cool and refreshing, and I nodded with satisfaction.

"That room is never open except for daily cleaning." Zhao sat on the edge of the bed for a long time.

Yes, as soon as I entered the room, Zhao sat there. He was very tired, watching me running back and forth between the two rooms without moving.

That room cannot be moved, it was stipulated by my mother, but I didn't take it seriously.Before his father was alive, how much his mother loved him may not even be sure for the mother herself.What the mother did later, more, should be a kind of guilt and compensation.But it's too late, this compensation is just a search for peace of mind.

I don't want to discuss these heavy topics with Zhao now. "The house is not occupied all the year round. If the doors and windows are closed, there will be a musty smell. It's not a good thing. It's better to let the air out like this." I said lightly, and walked up to Zhao, wanting to help him undress.

"I will do it myself."

I didn't insist, and brought him pajamas, "This jacket looks so good on you, it looks like it was custom-made for you."

"Madam said to wear a formal dress, but I put it on without thinking about it." Zhao seemed a little regretful.

"Very good. Do you know how happy I am to see you wearing it?"

"You've got this linen jacket. Joseph will know it when he sees it."

"What does that matter? He won't care."

"Whether he cares or not, Marty, promise me." Zhao suddenly looked up at me.

I was a little scared, I lowered my head to feel his pulse, avoiding his gaze.

"Don't let him know!"

I understood what Zhao was referring to, but I was speechless.

"Joseph is innocent, don't let him know about us."

What worries me most now is that Zhao Xiangyu proposed marriage and was rejected, but he didn't say a word, I am a little annoyed.I wanted to grab his arm and ask him why he proposed so suddenly?why did not you tell me?Now that he is rejected, what is he going to do?Joseph has nothing to do with him, he should care about his own affairs.But I can't say, I can't ask, I'm reluctant, I can't bear it, I don't want to go against his will, I decided, as long as Zhao doesn't take the initiative to mention it, I won't mention it either.Every time I see Zhao, I feel that love and pain are too much, I am afraid that I will run out of time, I am afraid that I will lose him at any time, I am afraid of wasting every minute and every second, I will not waste time on unnecessary quarrels.

"Have you all agreed? I don't think Joseph has noticed it at all."

"Not really, but everyone thinks the same. Joseph is a good man, and he loves you so much."

I still couldn't help looking at Zhao, looking into his eyes.Many times, a sentence has many different meanings. To understand the true intention of the speaker, looking at the eyes is the most objective and true.

Frank, sincere, no jealousy?No loss, no pain?Is selfless love still love?I also tried hard to push you to Yu, but my pain, contradictions and struggles, God, only I know.I want to die, I want to be free, but I can't, I see Mary as you, I call your name in pain, I confess to God the crimes I committed against Ernst and Mary, I beg God to give me punishment, punishment for me It is happy for me, just give me a little time, just a little time, to finish what I should do.

No, not only frank and sincere, but also sad.You are covering up so well that even I was deceived.It is our own hearts that blind us.The appearance we see with our eyes must be experienced with our hearts. If our hearts are not clear and honest enough, then we will not be able to see the real thing; if our hearts are thousands of miles apart, we will not be able to understand each other's feelings.

"I know, don't worry, he will be very happy this holiday." I gave Zhao medicine. "There's something I want to tell you."

"what?"

"'Hammer' is dead."

As I expected, Zhao didn't make a sound, but moved his eyes to the starry night sky outside the window.

"A while ago, the camp was going to transfer a group of prisoners to the Sachsenhausen concentration camp, mainly political prisoners. Both 'Professor' and Martin were on the transfer list. For some reason, 'Iron Hammer' was also on the transfer list." (Note: Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp is located near Berlin, the capital of Germany. It was the command headquarters of the Nazi concentration camps in the German-occupied area during World War II. The concentration camp covers an area of ​​400 hectares, and the entire layout is triangular. It was designed and built according to the requirements of the Nazi SS leader Himmler. It is considered to be the concentration camp with the highest degree of "modernization". From its establishment in 1936 to its liberation on April 1945, 4, more than 22 communists, social democrats, resistance fighters, Jews, gypsies and Soviet prisoners of war, half of whom died in hard labor, disease, or were shot and burned.)

"'Iron Hammer' is a criminal." Zhao's voice was devoid of emotion.

"After these prisoners were transported away, 'Iron Hammer' never showed up again. Some people said that he had already been transported away, and others said that the day the executive officer discovered the mistake and crossed out the name of 'Iron Hammer', He didn't go, he disappeared anyway, and his body was not found in the septic tank until four days later, during the weekly cleaning of the septic tank."

Zhao still looked out of the window, quietly, not speaking.

"I don't know who did it, and no one wants to know. His death is very appropriate, and many people are relieved."

I thought Zhao would breathe a sigh of relief, but he said, "Both 'Professor' and Martin are gone?" He suddenly held my hand. "all gone."

There is no joy and joy of revenge, only endless sadness and worry, for whom?for him?for me?

We held hands, and after a while, I smiled and helped him fall asleep. "Go to sleep for a while, I will come and close the window when it cools down later. Have a good rest and go swimming in the lake together tomorrow."

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