father - home

"Do you have a cigarette?"

"Yes, it's in the coat pocket." As I said that, I wanted to turn over.

Zhao hold me down. "Let me do it."

In the dark, I don't know where my shirt is.Zhao first went to turn on the light.The light was blinding, I closed my eyes and waited for Zhao to come back.

"Find it?" I asked.

"I found it." Zhao replied, and then asked, "What is this?"

I looked up, and Zhao was standing at the end of the bed, holding my military coat in his hand, and besides that, there was a piece of paper.

I gasped.God, how did I forget that I still had this piece of paper in my pocket.I jumped up immediately and shouted: "It's nothing, give it to me."

I want to get that paper back.But Zhao made a firm gesture of rejection, his eyes still fixed on the paper.

I dare not grab it.

The paper made a "rustling" sound, it was because the hand holding the paper was shaking, and my heart began to tremble.

"Don't look, this has nothing to do with you." I begged with fear, but didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Why? You said you would apply for transfer." Zhao held the paper, his hands trembling, and his eyes were fixed on me.

I know what it's like to be suspicious. "Yes, I submitted the application, and I already submitted it when I went to Berlin." I argued.At this moment, I didn't think of anything else, I just wanted to confess to Zhao: I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to our feelings.

"Then this is..." Zhao looked down at the date under the paper again.

When he looked up, I couldn't believe my eyes.Zhao's face was pale, trembling all over, his always clear and bright eyes became cloudy and dim, he shook his head, trembling his lips, and murmured: "It's not worth it! It's not worth it!"

Seeing that Zhao was about to fall, I rushed over to hug him. "What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened?"

"It's not worth it! It's really not worth it!"

Zhao's eyes were slack, he was fine just now, why did he lose control of his emotions all of a sudden?And this has never been with him, he is so strong, he is almost standing tall.Could it be because I agreed to stay in the research group of the human experiment and signed this 10-year "deed of prostitution" with the professor.

It must be.By signing this agreement, I'm selling my soul to the devil.Zhao blamed all this on himself.

I carried Zhao back to the bed, he was cold and shivering.

I hugged him tightly, leaned against him, and whispered in his ear: "Baby, trust me, I will never do anything against my conscience again. I made an oath to you, and I will never violate my conscience." I swear, I will never lie to you."

"It's not worth it...it's not worth it..."

"Baby, for you, everything is worth it...it's worth it..."

Zhao fell asleep, and in my arms, his body gradually warmed up, and he no longer trembled.

I also became confused, my head sank, I fell asleep with my beloved in my arms, it was so beautiful!

After an unknown amount of time, I felt the person in my arms move.

"what happened?"

"I want to go to the bathroom." Zhao said, turning over.

"Put on your clothes and be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhao was in a hurry, before I finished speaking, he rushed out the door.

Seeing him like this, I had a bad feeling, so I turned on the light and looked at my watch, it was 3:15 in the morning.I got up, put on my pants and shirt, and followed.

The night is very quiet, especially at this time, all fell asleep.Sometimes, I really feel in a trance, as if I live in several completely different worlds.Zhao's world is the warmest and most charming, but also the most fragile and remote.

The white ones are tiles and washbasins; the black ones are military uniforms that fell on the ground; the jade-colored ones are his naked body; the red ones are blood.

There was a lot of blood in the washbasin, bright and eye-catching, and it was slowly flowing away from the sewer.There are also on the ground, as well as the corners of Zhao's pale mouth and his hands.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Zhao didn't fall down completely, he lay down beside the washbasin with his head resting weakly on his hands.

I put on my military uniform, tried my best to hide my panic, and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Just now, I felt a bit of stomach pain and nausea. I didn't expect..." Zhao Yi frowned, his body convulsed, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood into the washbasin.

Zhao's body swayed, and the arm propped by the washbasin trembled.

I hold him and let him lean against me.I dipped a towel in water and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and hands. "Have you ever had it before? Even a small amount."

"No." Every time he opened his mouth, a ray of red would flow from the corner of Zhao's mouth.

"What about the stomachache?"

"Sometimes, but not too much."

"You, you're not very good." I thought distressedly, and continued to ask him. "Where's the poop? Is it black and tarry?"

Zhao nodded, "It's been both days."

"Did you take any medicine? Why didn't Ernst tell me?"

"I didn't tell him. I thought it was all right."

"You... Hi!" I really wanted to talk to him, but I couldn't bear it.This is no longer distressed, but heartbroken.According to the symptoms, it must be a massive stomach bleeding, and the condition is extremely urgent. If the rescue is not timely, it is likely to be...?

I was anxious in my heart, but kept calm on the face.I asked Zhao to rinse his mouth with water and spit out the blood in his mouth. "Is it better now?"

"Ah."

"Come on, go back to bed and lie down."

After walking two steps, Zhao's legs shook, and I had to pick him up.

Zhao hooked my neck, forced a little smile, and his voice was very weak. "You are getting stronger and stronger."

"Yeah, I've already gained experience." I also tried to smile at him.

Zhao lay down.I fetched the enamel basin, then ran to the office and called the nurse on duty downstairs to wake Ernst and get the car ready.

When I came back, there was a lot of blood in the enamel basin, and Zhao spit out a few more mouthfuls.

Zhao He was lying on the ground, his breath was weak, his face was like a piece of white paper, even his lips were bloodless.The inside of the lips and the corners of the mouth were stained with blood, which was bright red, making the paleness of other places even more prominent.While holding Zhao's wrist, looking for his pulse, I called him softly: "Baby, wake up, can you hear me?"

Zhao slightly opened his eyes, and when his lips moved, a stream of bright red flowed from the corners of his mouth. "What do you want to do?"

It was so soft that I had to be close to him to hear it clearly.Fortunately, it is early morning and everything is quiet.

"Baby, cheer up. Your situation is critical. I can't do anything here. I'll send you to Munich."

Zhao's eyes that had begun to slacken suddenly gathered again, and he grabbed my hand in turn, shaking his head vigorously. "No, it's not worth it."

"Shut up!" I suddenly yelled, not knowing why.I desperately pulled Zhao up, helped him put on his clothes, and yelled as if venting: "You are not allowed to say that again. What is worth it, as long as it is for you, it is worth it. Don't you Understand, you are my life, everything to me, without you, what do you want me to do?"

I yelled, and the movements of my hands were heavy.Zhao seemed to be taken aback by me, looked at me blankly, and obediently cooperated with me to get dressed.Finally, I calmed down, helped Zhao tie his shoelaces, and reached out to support him. "Let's go, Ernst is waiting."

Zhao nodded, still smiling, stood up, then fell down.