father - home

"Joseph, please, let me ride!" Joseph led the 'Sun' with the saddle removed and walked in front, and I followed behind, pleading from time to time.

"No, young master, the master told you not to let you ride the 'Scorching Sun'." Joseph led the 'Scorching Sun' to the edge of Lake Chiem.

The shore of this lake is as gentle as a beach, and the surface of the lake is as wide as the sea.The turquoise lake gently slaps the egg-sized pebbles on the shore, and the "scorching sun" under the setting sun is like a burning fire.

"Then it's okay if I help you wash it together?"

I approached the fire, stretched out my hand, and from a distance, I could feel the heat wave, the endless energy and vitality emanating from that tall, strong, shiny, sweaty, perfect body.

I grabbed the reins and tugged at the mane on his neck. 'Scorching Sun' snorted, lowered its noble head, and the hot air rushed straight into my face.I pet it, kiss it, ride it...

I lay in the shallow lake water, not feeling pain, just a little cold.That fiery red, is it the setting sun or the 'scorching sun'?That shadow, is it a cloud or a mountain?The gentle touch, is it the lips and tongue of 'Scorching Sun' or...

"Does it still hurt? My child." It's the father!It was my father's big hand that gently stroked my cheek. "Riding the 'Scorching Sun', you are still too young, wait a few years." The shadow is my father's tall body, he is holding me, checking my injuries.

I grabbed that big warm hand and kept it from my cheek. "Oh Father, you know how much I long for your touch! You know I've never ridden a 'Scorching Sun'!"

My father wiped the tears from my face with his fingers. "Hi! Don't cry, wake up."

I opened my eyes suddenly, I was still holding that hand, my salty tears remained on my fingers.That was Zhao's hand.I looked at him steadily.

"what happened to you?"

I froze for a second before I came back to my senses. "No, nothing, just a dream."

"Dream what?"

"It's nothing, what happened when I was a child, I have forgotten it if I don't dream." I put Zhao's hand back under the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt. "When did you wake up?"

"I just woke up. When I woke up, I heard you crying."

"Hear?" I was a little surprised, did I really cry?Looking at Zhao again, it turned out that he was coaxing me again.

"Actually, I woke up for a while. I saw you asleep at first, and didn't want to wake you up. Then you cried, and I was afraid that if you cried out loud, others would think I was bullying you, so I better wake you up." Zhao's smile was a little bit Cunning, yet loving and affectionate.

I propped up Zhao's upper body, he had slept for too long and needed to relax his body.

"Have I slept for a long time?"

"Well, three days and three nights." I stood beside him, stroking his wet hair.The fever has subsided, although it is still a little hot, but it will not exceed 38°C.

"No wonder."

"what?"

"Look, one orchid has withered." Zhao kept looking at the pot of orchid on the windowsill.

"Really? I didn't even notice. Is it short-lived?"

"No, it's too hot in the house. Orchids grow in the mountains and forests, on the cliffs. It is free and proud. In that natural and dangerous environment, it will absorb the sun and rain and thrive, but if Artificially give it comfortable and warm conditions, but it is easy to die young and difficult to grow.”

"So that's the case, then I'll take it to the balcony."

I put away the orchids and called for hot water by the way.Zhao finally woke up. After several days of high fever and drowsiness, he must be feeling very uncomfortable. After cleaning up, he will feel refreshed and his spirit will be much better.

I erected the screen and began to wipe Zhao's body.

"Now, why are you doing all these jobs?" Zhao looked at me and asked.

"Yeah, I'm worried." I was secretly happy while scrubbing him.Who told you to amuse me just now, I will too.

"What are you worried about?" Zhao was really fooled, he was really innocent. "Don't you think..."

"Oh, that's not true. I'm afraid that if you react again, you will be laughed at by us." I suppressed a smile and pretended to be serious.

"What?" Zhao widened his eyes in panic. "Are you serious?"

"Of course it is." I shrugged nonchalantly. "It's nothing, it's normal."

Zhao fell silent, I peeked at him and almost laughed out loud.His face was already as red as a ripe cherry, and even his neck was red. He took that shameful and annoyed expression seriously!

Realizing that I was looking at him, Zhao quickly closed his eyes.He can't move now, and he has no place to hide. He can only close his eyes, but he can still feel my burning gaze. He is so cute.

I had no intention of joking at all, I bent down with infinite love, and whispered in his ear: "Are you serious? I'm teasing you."

Zhao opened his eyes, looked at me, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you mad?" I asked, begging.

Zhao shook his head, still looking at me blankly, and finally said: "Have you not slept for a few days?"

It turned out that Zhao was concerned about this.A warm current rose in my heart, and I quickly shut my mouth.If I were to speak now, I think I'd cry.I help Zhao turn his body and wipe his back.

"I thought you wouldn't work so hard in the hospital, but I didn't expect... I really became your burden."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You don't tell me, I know it too. Looking at your eyes, you look like a rabbit."

"Isn't it good? Didn't you say I'm your angel?"

After wiping his back, I let Zhao Ping lie down and wipe his lower body.Over the past few days, Zhao has lost a lot of weight.Lying down, the hipbones are very prominent.I feel sad for a while.Facing such a body, I suddenly became worried, can he recover again?

Zhao may have been hurt by me, and said fiercely: "Angel? You don't look like an angel now, but a ghost!"

"The devil?" I said happily.

"It's an exhausted ghost!"

"No! I'm a starving ghost!" I was even happier.

"What starving ghost?" Zhao really didn't understand.

I'm interested again. "Don't you know how hungry I am? I'm starving to death."

"You! You can't be serious!" Now Zhao was really angry and gave me a hard look.

"Don't stare! Your eyes are big enough." I smiled and covered Zhao's face with a towel, and when I took it away, he was still staring at me. "Okay, okay, I'm not joking with you."

"Who's kidding you. Why don't you wear boots?"

boots?I looked down subconsciously, and he noticed even this.My legs were swollen from sitting all the time, and I had to wear Jo's slippers.I didn't wear a military uniform, I just put a white coat over my shirt.Unexpectedly, Zhao could still notice the shoes on my feet.

I kept joking with him, but he was so serious.I gather myself as I twist the towel.Is this a torture or a treat?I turned around and continued jokingly: "You don't understand. I'm also a doctor. Doctors are used to wearing slippers in the ward. If you don't believe me, go see other doctors, look at Qiu."

"gab!"

"Nonsense? Hey, I said, did you wake up and feel refreshed, or something, you keep fighting with me."

I finished wiping and covered Zhao with a quilt.Suddenly, he grabbed my neck and pulled my head closer to him. "I don't want to wake up and see you like this. You know my heart will hurt. You don't want me to survive everything and die because of your heartache."

"You won't, I won't let you die."

The blush on Zhao's face has not completely faded, the sun is jumping on his forehead, the fine hair on his cheeks shimmers in the sun, fluffy, looks like a freshly picked apple.And those lips, pale, dry, bloodshot in the cracks.I leaned forward and gently moistened the bloody lips with the tip of my tongue...