father - home

That person, wearing a camel coat with brown lambskin on the collar and sleeves, and a brown felt hat with pheasant feathers, is a familiar figure, tall, burly, rough, and powerful, turning around, with a ruddy face , beautiful mustache, mustache raised so high, because he was smiling, and under his bushy eyebrows, the lines around those blue eyes were full of wrinkles, and he was also smiling.

"Father!" I exclaimed in amazement, "how did you stand up?"

Father walked towards me and stretched out a pair of big hands. "Silly boy, there is no sickness in heaven."

"Heaven? Is this heaven?" I looked around, but there was no one else but my father and me, or did I not see it?

"No, this is not heaven, this is the crossing to heaven. Look, Marty, that road, that leads to hell."

"Are you guiding me to heaven?" The joy of seeing my father made me a little carried away.

But the father shook his head. "I'm here to stop you from going to hell."

stop me from going to hell?I smiled bitterly. "Where else can I go but hell?"

My father grabbed my shoulders with both hands and suppressed his smile. "I don't know where you will go in the future, maybe you will really go to hell, but not now."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have come."

You are here, father, you know how eager I am to see you, I have so much to say to you, but... I sneered. "You care? Didn't you say I should go to hell?"

Father looked at me deeply for a long time.Is he hesitating?Are you thinking about what to say?He never cared about other people's feelings, especially me.He is my father, the master of the manor, the Baron of Meissenbach, arrogant, stubborn, irritable, would he hesitate?His blue eyes had never been so soft.

"So I'm coming, I'm coming to apologize, my son, I'm going to say sorry to you."

I didn't expect that it almost shocked me more than him standing up.My father apologized to me, not for ridicule, not for ridicule, but sincerely and carefully, why?

I never hated my father for that angry remark.It’s not that he cursed me to go to hell, but I thought I would definitely go to hell because I had committed too many sins, and only going to hell and being tortured can atone for my sins.

"I also want to thank you, thank you for being by my side when I was gone. If I could, I would have told you in person: I love you."

It's not true, it won't be true. "You couldn't talk then? But you could see, you could see, but you never looked at me."

"Because I'm afraid."

"what?"

"I'm afraid, child. It's not that I don't want to look at you, it's that I dare not."

"Don't you dare?"

"No, I dare not. I'm afraid you'll misunderstand me, I'm afraid you'll think I agree with you. No! That's wrong! But it's wrong, and I still love you, Marty, you're my son, and I'd love you anyway. Love you. You know how angry I was, but I didn't do anything to you, unlike your grandpa..."

"Because I'm your only son!" I interrupted my father, not wanting to hear any more.

I see!I longed to see my father, longed to be forgiven, longed to have your support, but it turned out to be only because I was your only son, the only heir to your Meissenbach family.If not, do you want to treat me like grandpa treated my uncle back then?A burst of sadness welled up in my heart, I closed my eyes, and after several efforts, I finally didn't say the harsh words.

I wanna go.No matter what you want to do, I'm tired, so tired, I want to rest, even if I go to hell, it's better than living like this.But my father didn't let me go, he still grabbed my shoulder and stared at me.I used to long for your attention so much, now, is it too late?

"I didn't do anything to you because you were my son, because I loved you, and because I couldn't die in remorse like your grandpa did. You know? I thank God every day that you got Joseph, Unlike Friedrich, alone."

This is impossible!I stared at my father, opened my mouth wide, and couldn't speak.

The mustache was trembling slightly, and my father seemed very happy. Did he look surprised at me, or did he make the right decision for himself? "Haven't you thought that according to my violent temper in the past, I should drive Joseph away in a fit of rage?"

Yes, father did nothing.Didn't kick me out of the house, didn't break me up with Joseph, if it wasn't for the war...how I would never have thought about their efforts...they were trying to fit in because they loved me.

"I even begged God to give you true happiness, what you want..."

"But... what I want and what I do are all wrong!" My father is right, my mother is right, Dean Catherine is right, Uncle Yu is right, God is right, we are wrong, wrong It's me.I laughed miserably, pushed my father's hand away, and walked towards the road leading to hell.

"Marty!" My father grabbed my arm again, holding on tightly, not letting go. "The best things in life are often mistakes."

"What did you say?"

"The best things in life are often mistakes." My father repeated it slowly, word by word, so that I could appreciate it carefully. "I still think this way: it is wrong for a man to fall in love with a man, it is wrong to give up responsibility for your own lust, it is wrong for you to betray Joseph's feelings, it is even more wrong for you to deceive the world and God with a marriage without love Wrong. But at the same time, I also saw that you and Zhao love each other, you have gained unprecedented happiness and joy, you have become tolerant, strong, and gentle, you have done this for each other, this is the most beautiful Love, beautiful human nature. You, Joseph, Showa Yu, your relationship is very chaotic, completely wrong, but also very beautiful, the relationship between you is so sincere and deep, without any falsehood and self-interest... If it is not In heaven, it is impossible for me to see these things, and I will not be able to experience these beauties; if it is not the will of God, I will not stop you here. I know you are tired and painful, you are more and more doubtful, and you can’t hold on Yes, child, but think about those good things, even if they are wrong, they are still good. The important thing is not what others say, but your own heart. Compared with what you see or hear, you should believe what you feel."

felt it?Even if it is wrong, it is beautiful?

"You don't blame me anymore?"

"Human history has made dogma more and more and good things less and less. It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is that for this good, you have to stick to it. Now is your time to take responsibility, Marty , you are Zhao's guarantor, you are the owner of the Caesar Manor, and you are Baron Meissenbach."

"Father……"

"Oh my God, it's too late to talk too much."

What's too late?

Father has let go of his hand.

I have something to say.I wanted to grab my father, but my father pushed him away...