father - home

I was in a good mood and a little drunk, so I didn't care about being pushed, and I didn't understand what the person next to me was talking about, until I was splashed all over my face with wine mixed with ice cubes.

A piece of ice happened to slip into the collar of my shirt and slide down my neck and chest, slowly dissolving, and I was awakened by the cold, and the whiskey dripping down my face.I stare at him, bewildered in his khaki party uniform, holding the thick-bottomed glass.I don't know him, but the hair that has been waxed too much still can't see the original color, I have the impression.

"It is said that there is a floor in hell that detains people who waste whiskey." I said slowly, and stood up, and now I was taller than him. I took the empty glass from his hand and put it on the bar. "You shouldn't be wasting whiskey." Before I finished speaking, I slapped him back.

All exclaimed!The uproar seemed bigger than when he poured me wine.Or maybe I didn't pay attention just now.

Half of that fat face turned red immediately, and he recovered from the shock, furious, and shook his fist at me.Not only him, but a group of people in various uniforms have already gathered around me. Of course, there are not many people who really want to do it.They were all high-ranking people, and they wore beautiful uniforms.Everyone present could see clearly that he was the one who made the move first, he poured wine on me first, and he was the one who was wronged, I was acting in self-defense, coming and going without indecent assault.Unlucky only because I'm a commoner, judging by the clothes.

Behind me is the bar counter, there is no way to retreat, suddenly there is another person in front of me, it is William.The kid got out of the bar at some point.

William stood in front of me and shouted, "I'm sorry, sir, the Baron is drunk."

"Nowadays in this world, nobles are no longer popular, William, don't be stupid."

"Yes, William, get out of the way, and don't make Mr. Keitel unhappy."

Whether it was a kind reminder or malicious sarcasm, William would not listen to it at all, and stood in front of me stubbornly, without moving half a step.

"Drunk? That's because you little bitch is biased. Once he finishes drinking, you don't need to call, you will automatically come over and refill him. Tell me, how long have I been waiting for the 'Pretty in Pink'?"

"Pretty in Pink!" I pushed William away, looked at the fat face and crusty hair of the man called Mr. Keitel, and laughed.I almost bent over laughing and had to prop up the bar with my hands.

"You still dare to laugh!" Keitel grabbed my shoulder and raised his fist, but I was tightly grasped, unable to move.I was attacked by you just now, but now that I am awake, you will never get any more money.

Keitel's face gradually turned purple, I smiled coldly, grabbed his fat hand and bent it to the outside of the wrist, his face was distorted due to the pain, sweat dripped from his forehead instantly, and his body followed his wrist Fall back together.This kind of party official who is full of fat, potbellied, and climbs up by slapping horses is inherently strong on the outside and weak on the inside.

"Let go! Baron! Please!" The voice was unfamiliar, and it was far from friendly, but because of the sincere concern and concern in it, I couldn't help but obey.

I let go, and watched Keitel hold his right hand coldly, and got up from the ground with the help of others.I sneered at his resentful eyes, he had an armed belt on his big belly, but unfortunately he didn't have a gun, otherwise I'm sure he would have pulled out his gun and killed me now. —Is this what the depths of my soul expect to happen?

I was in a trance for a while, sat down slumped, lost my mind, what am I doing?what am i doing

I can't remember what happened afterwards, it seems that someone came to deal with it, not the police, but the security and manager of the hotel.A luxury hotel with a history as rich as the Kempinski Hotel Bristol, which has hosted many celebrities and dignitaries, has its own way of dealing with everyday hassles.

The manager personally sent me back to the room, asked the waiter to dry clean the soiled suit, shirt and tie, and also waived the fee for tonight, apology, apology, I was very embarrassed.After they're gone, I can finally take a good shower and relax.

The persistent doorbell finally woke me up.

Who will it be?What's up?So urgent!Dizzy, I climbed out of the bathtub, wrapped a towel around my waist, and waded through the water barefoot to open the door.

"William?"

We were all stunned.

It's not that I'm disheveled, but that I didn't expect him to come. "What time is it? Are you off work?" I turned back to the small bar and picked up my watch. Could it be that I slept in the bathtub for a few hours?

"No, I'm taking a break now. I have 15 minutes."

The child's voice was so small and timid that it hurt to hear it.

I went into the bathroom, changed into a bathrobe and came out, only to see him still standing at the door. "Are you going to stand at the door for 15 minutes?"

Seeing William shaking his head vigorously, I couldn't help being happy. "That's not coming in yet." I wiped the water from my hair with a towel. "What's up?"

Just then William walked into the room, blushing slightly, and took out from behind him the bottle of whiskey with a narrow neck and belly, which was the bottle I drank just now. "Here's this for you. I don't think you've had your drink yet."

I took the wine bottle, threw the hair towel to the sofa, and said with a smile, "You still understand me, it's really a good wine. Thank you."

I opened the wardrobe, took the wallet out of the pocket of my military uniform, took out two hundred marks and handed it to him.When the waiter took the suit away just now, I put the wallet in the pocket of the military uniform, and I will wear it tomorrow.

William didn't take the money, his face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't speak fluently. "This is... for you."

"William, your salary is not high, I can't accept this wine..."

"It's not...it's not me...it's the manager...it's the manager who said...to scare you." William's face turned from white to red again.

I know this wine will not be sent by the manager.If it was given by the manager, he will come in person, there is no reason to make wedding clothes for others, not to mention that the manager has already waived all the expenses for tonight, and the manager will not send half a bottle of wine, this wine can only be William I bought it myself.

I don't know why he did this, but I just didn't want to disappoint his good intentions. Seeing his embarrassing face, which turned white and red, I really couldn't bear it. "Okay then, please thank your manager for me."

Seeing that I accepted it, the child's face immediately turned into a bright smile.

"But you still accept the money."

William shook his head with wide blue eyes.

"Here's a tip for you. I forgot it at the bar."

"But this...too much..." William frowned, with a painful expression on his face.As if it wasn't money but something to embarrass him, to humiliate him.

I just take it as childish innocence and cranky thinking, and I really don't think much of it.I stuffed the money into his cold hands. "Not much, William, thank you for everything you did just now, thank you very much!"

I nodded solemnly.A wry smile flashed across the child's mouth.What went wrong?

"Then I'll make another drink for you." With that said, William went out and brought in an ice bucket and a mineral water bottle like a magic trick.

I sat on the sofa, raised my legs, took out the pipe Zhao gave me, filled it with shredded tobacco, pressed it tightly, struck a match, and smoked while admiring William's movements.

It was the first time William saw me smoking a pipe, and he stared blankly for a while.

"You can also make a glass for yourself." I said while swallowing.

"No, I'm at work." William smiled shyly.

"Then find a chance later, let's have a good drink."

He didn't answer, just nodded vaguely.

William brought me the drink that was mixed.I took a sip and couldn't help smiling.

"You look beautiful when you smile," William said suddenly, and then stopped suddenly, without looking away immediately.

"Is the next sentence 'You are really scary when you are fierce'." I smiled and teased him, holding a wine glass in my hand and a pipe in my mouth, as if I was in a fairyland.

I don't know when William left. I didn't see him off, but I only vaguely remember him saying: You should wear military uniform in the future, it's fashionable now.

Someone knocked on the door.

I went to open the door, passed the small bar, put down the empty wine glass, and saw 200 marks under the whiskey bottle, but William didn't take it.I suddenly expected William to knock on the door, but it was actually the waiter delivering the laundry.

I never saw William again.

He came to see me specifically to mix my last glass of wine, but I had to tip him 200 marks.

I never saw him again.