father - home
Chapter 8 Struggle (15)
Tears dry and then flow, flow and dry.I stared at him nervously and kept praying for him.I dare not wake him up for fear of an accident.I don't know how long this state will last.
Finally, in the middle of the night, Zhao was so tired that Zhao's speech became more and more slurred, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually lost his hearing, and his eyes closed.
The pulse gradually slows down, the breathing is stable, and the pupils return to normal, but the blood pressure is a little high, and there is still a little fever. After taking the medicine, there should be no major problems.As soon as the stone in my heart fell to the ground, exhaustion was like a raging tide, covering the sky and covering the earth, submerging me in an instant.
A gust of wind, with a hint of chill and damp air, I opened my eyes in the twilight morning light.I was leaning against the edge of the bed, sitting on the rug beside it, in my fuchsia satin dressing gown with clips.This dressing gown has not been used for a while, and this time my mother took it out specially for Zhao.
Zhao was not on the bed.Where is he?
Another gust of cold wind sent me shivering.The curved glass windows are wide open, and the fine linen curtains are blown up by the morning wind, like a girl's gauze skirt, dancing in the air, fluttering and billowing.Zhao was standing in front of the window, wearing only pajamas.He was very close to the window, holding the window frame with his left hand, his thin figure swaying slightly in the breeze.
It should be Zhao himself who opened the window.After struggling with drug addiction for several days, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and his whole body seemed to be moldy. Bacteria and toxins were eroding his body.He needs the fresh air of nature, the bright sunshine, and the warm spring breeze.The heavy rain washed away the dust and washed the earth. The wind after the heavy rain is still cool, but this cool wind is the spring breeze.The spring breeze gave birth to new leaves, bloomed flowers, dispelled the haze, and awakened hope.
I stood up, walked behind him, pulled his hand off the window frame, wrapped my whole body in a dressing gown, let him lean on my chest, and put his head on my shoulder.I stood with him, looking into the distance.An orange, transparent morning light appeared on the horizon, and the dark clouds seemed to roll over suddenly, lightly revealing the faint reflection of the clear sky.
"The storm is over, it's dawn, and the sun is about to come out." I put my arms around Zhao, held his hand in the palm of my hand, and said softly: "Today will be a good weather, and tomorrow will be. In summer, the sunrise here very beautiful."
On my lips, Zhao had a smile on his face.He moved his head as if to say...he was too tired to speak.He leaned against me, tilting his head toward my neck.I felt his weight growing, relying almost entirely on me for support.I held on as hard as I could, standing with my arms around him, his eyes always on the horizon, the orange, transparent morning light that flickered between the dark clouds.
A man was standing under the window, looking up.Black dress, gray hair, is the old butler Mr. Reininger.When he noticed that I was paying attention to him, he turned and walked away.
I feel sick.I have always hated being spied on, this kind of dirty, degrading psychology, why I can always feel these negative things these two days, they didn't seem to be so bad before.
Zhao couldn't stand anymore, so I helped him back to the bed. "Lie down for a while, I'll put the water in. Soak in hot water later, and you'll feel better."
The faucet made a "squeaky" sound, and I didn't hear anyone open the door to come in. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw my mother who was covering Zhao's quilt by the bed, and I couldn't help being stunned.
I stood there, momentarily at a loss.Because of yesterday's incident, I feel that I can't talk to my mother calmly, and I can't even say good morning to my mother.
Mother obviously didn't know I was standing behind her.She touched Zhao's forehead, and said lovingly and slightly reproachfully: "You still have a fever, how can you blow it like this? You, what a child, don't know how to take care of your body. So is Marty, he is still a doctor Well, I don’t know how to take care of you, so I will go crazy with you.”
"No, ma'am..."
Zhao wanted to defend me, but my mother didn't listen, she waved her hand, and stood up to close the window.
After closing the window and turning around, my mother saw me, and she was also stunned.When my mother came into my room, she probably thought she wouldn't see me, maybe she didn't expect that meeting would be so embarrassing.
Silence is embarrassing, and showing it in front of Zhao made me even more anxious, but I didn't know what to say, what to do, or mother regained her composure first.She walked to the table, poured a glass of water from the thermos, and brought it to Zhao.And Zhao reached out to take it as if he was thirsty, but he couldn't hold the cup, so he could only look at me with his eyes.I hurried over and took the water glass from my mother.
"There is no water in the thermos bottle, I'll go and boil some. By the way, get Zhao some food, he must be very hungry." My mother said this to me, but she didn't look at me, she didn't forgive me , but still caring about me, about Zhao, I feel very uncomfortable.
Zhao was not in a hurry to drink water, but stared blankly at the closed door behind his mother.
I held the water glass and shook it in front of his eyes. "Hi! What's the matter?"
He didn't move his eyes, and said blankly: "Your mother is a baroness, but she has been helping me with this and that. It can be seen that she is not good at it. I didn't do it often before. I am really sorry."
"Yes, she's very bad at it. But the change started when my father had a stroke, so don't worry about it."
"Can I not care? The relationship between you and your mother is getting more and more tense, are you arguing?" Zhao finally turned to look at me.
I can't stand it a bit, I would rather he continue to be in a daze. "Let's go take a shower." I changed the subject.
Zhao is not so easy to deal with.When we were lying in the hot water together, Zhao looked at me and said, "You and mother don't talk or look at each other, do you think I'm blind? Is it because of me?"
I want to tell him that that kind of insightful gaze is not suitable for him, at least don't look at me with this kind of gaze; I want to tell him that he doesn't care about my affairs, as long as he takes good care of himself.But I didn't dare to say these things, I could only pretend to scrub him intently, avoiding his gaze, and murmured as if to justify my mistake: "I can't forgive what they did to you."
"Did it to me? What happened to them? They were so nice to me."
"I came back yesterday and saw them tied and gagged you to the bed, and obviously, it's been tied for a long time. I can't forgive them... Zhao! I can't let you suffer such abuse in my own home .”
"No, Marty, no one abused me." Zhao put his hand on mine.Even through the bandages, I could still feel its heat. "They were all very nice to me, but you know, when I was addicted to drugs, I couldn't control myself at all. After you left, I became more and more irritable. Mr. Reininger stayed with me as you asked, but inside the manor He had a lot of things to deal with, so it was your mother. I was looking for you, and your mother couldn't stop me. I rushed out of the room and almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, someone hugged me. I don't know the person , it must be a manservant. I remember yelling and struggling, but then I don’t know. I think they tied me up as a last resort.” Zhao squeezed my hand hard. "No matter what your mother did to me, I believe it was for my own good. You blamed them." Zhao supported my chin with the back of his hand, allowing me to raise my head that had been lowered. "Look at me, Marty, don't do anything you might regret. Your mother loves you, and you're the only one she has."
In the last sentence, Zhao's tone is very heavy, and I can feel the weight in it.I nodded deeply. "Thank you!"
Finally, in the middle of the night, Zhao was so tired that Zhao's speech became more and more slurred, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually lost his hearing, and his eyes closed.
The pulse gradually slows down, the breathing is stable, and the pupils return to normal, but the blood pressure is a little high, and there is still a little fever. After taking the medicine, there should be no major problems.As soon as the stone in my heart fell to the ground, exhaustion was like a raging tide, covering the sky and covering the earth, submerging me in an instant.
A gust of wind, with a hint of chill and damp air, I opened my eyes in the twilight morning light.I was leaning against the edge of the bed, sitting on the rug beside it, in my fuchsia satin dressing gown with clips.This dressing gown has not been used for a while, and this time my mother took it out specially for Zhao.
Zhao was not on the bed.Where is he?
Another gust of cold wind sent me shivering.The curved glass windows are wide open, and the fine linen curtains are blown up by the morning wind, like a girl's gauze skirt, dancing in the air, fluttering and billowing.Zhao was standing in front of the window, wearing only pajamas.He was very close to the window, holding the window frame with his left hand, his thin figure swaying slightly in the breeze.
It should be Zhao himself who opened the window.After struggling with drug addiction for several days, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and his whole body seemed to be moldy. Bacteria and toxins were eroding his body.He needs the fresh air of nature, the bright sunshine, and the warm spring breeze.The heavy rain washed away the dust and washed the earth. The wind after the heavy rain is still cool, but this cool wind is the spring breeze.The spring breeze gave birth to new leaves, bloomed flowers, dispelled the haze, and awakened hope.
I stood up, walked behind him, pulled his hand off the window frame, wrapped my whole body in a dressing gown, let him lean on my chest, and put his head on my shoulder.I stood with him, looking into the distance.An orange, transparent morning light appeared on the horizon, and the dark clouds seemed to roll over suddenly, lightly revealing the faint reflection of the clear sky.
"The storm is over, it's dawn, and the sun is about to come out." I put my arms around Zhao, held his hand in the palm of my hand, and said softly: "Today will be a good weather, and tomorrow will be. In summer, the sunrise here very beautiful."
On my lips, Zhao had a smile on his face.He moved his head as if to say...he was too tired to speak.He leaned against me, tilting his head toward my neck.I felt his weight growing, relying almost entirely on me for support.I held on as hard as I could, standing with my arms around him, his eyes always on the horizon, the orange, transparent morning light that flickered between the dark clouds.
A man was standing under the window, looking up.Black dress, gray hair, is the old butler Mr. Reininger.When he noticed that I was paying attention to him, he turned and walked away.
I feel sick.I have always hated being spied on, this kind of dirty, degrading psychology, why I can always feel these negative things these two days, they didn't seem to be so bad before.
Zhao couldn't stand anymore, so I helped him back to the bed. "Lie down for a while, I'll put the water in. Soak in hot water later, and you'll feel better."
The faucet made a "squeaky" sound, and I didn't hear anyone open the door to come in. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw my mother who was covering Zhao's quilt by the bed, and I couldn't help being stunned.
I stood there, momentarily at a loss.Because of yesterday's incident, I feel that I can't talk to my mother calmly, and I can't even say good morning to my mother.
Mother obviously didn't know I was standing behind her.She touched Zhao's forehead, and said lovingly and slightly reproachfully: "You still have a fever, how can you blow it like this? You, what a child, don't know how to take care of your body. So is Marty, he is still a doctor Well, I don’t know how to take care of you, so I will go crazy with you.”
"No, ma'am..."
Zhao wanted to defend me, but my mother didn't listen, she waved her hand, and stood up to close the window.
After closing the window and turning around, my mother saw me, and she was also stunned.When my mother came into my room, she probably thought she wouldn't see me, maybe she didn't expect that meeting would be so embarrassing.
Silence is embarrassing, and showing it in front of Zhao made me even more anxious, but I didn't know what to say, what to do, or mother regained her composure first.She walked to the table, poured a glass of water from the thermos, and brought it to Zhao.And Zhao reached out to take it as if he was thirsty, but he couldn't hold the cup, so he could only look at me with his eyes.I hurried over and took the water glass from my mother.
"There is no water in the thermos bottle, I'll go and boil some. By the way, get Zhao some food, he must be very hungry." My mother said this to me, but she didn't look at me, she didn't forgive me , but still caring about me, about Zhao, I feel very uncomfortable.
Zhao was not in a hurry to drink water, but stared blankly at the closed door behind his mother.
I held the water glass and shook it in front of his eyes. "Hi! What's the matter?"
He didn't move his eyes, and said blankly: "Your mother is a baroness, but she has been helping me with this and that. It can be seen that she is not good at it. I didn't do it often before. I am really sorry."
"Yes, she's very bad at it. But the change started when my father had a stroke, so don't worry about it."
"Can I not care? The relationship between you and your mother is getting more and more tense, are you arguing?" Zhao finally turned to look at me.
I can't stand it a bit, I would rather he continue to be in a daze. "Let's go take a shower." I changed the subject.
Zhao is not so easy to deal with.When we were lying in the hot water together, Zhao looked at me and said, "You and mother don't talk or look at each other, do you think I'm blind? Is it because of me?"
I want to tell him that that kind of insightful gaze is not suitable for him, at least don't look at me with this kind of gaze; I want to tell him that he doesn't care about my affairs, as long as he takes good care of himself.But I didn't dare to say these things, I could only pretend to scrub him intently, avoiding his gaze, and murmured as if to justify my mistake: "I can't forgive what they did to you."
"Did it to me? What happened to them? They were so nice to me."
"I came back yesterday and saw them tied and gagged you to the bed, and obviously, it's been tied for a long time. I can't forgive them... Zhao! I can't let you suffer such abuse in my own home .”
"No, Marty, no one abused me." Zhao put his hand on mine.Even through the bandages, I could still feel its heat. "They were all very nice to me, but you know, when I was addicted to drugs, I couldn't control myself at all. After you left, I became more and more irritable. Mr. Reininger stayed with me as you asked, but inside the manor He had a lot of things to deal with, so it was your mother. I was looking for you, and your mother couldn't stop me. I rushed out of the room and almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, someone hugged me. I don't know the person , it must be a manservant. I remember yelling and struggling, but then I don’t know. I think they tied me up as a last resort.” Zhao squeezed my hand hard. "No matter what your mother did to me, I believe it was for my own good. You blamed them." Zhao supported my chin with the back of his hand, allowing me to raise my head that had been lowered. "Look at me, Marty, don't do anything you might regret. Your mother loves you, and you're the only one she has."
In the last sentence, Zhao's tone is very heavy, and I can feel the weight in it.I nodded deeply. "Thank you!"
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