father - home

I made up my mind and was inspired by my decision. I got up before dawn and worked upstairs and downstairs for a while.

Back in the bedroom, Zhao was still asleep.I opened the curtains, the sun shone on the bed, Zhao's face, pale cheeks, sunken cheekbones, I looked at it for a moment, the forehead was covered with fine down, the thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, weak, young and energetic , I licked my vermilion lips with the tip of my tongue, and whispered in his ear: "Open your eyes, baby, the weather outside is wonderful."

"What are you doing?" A faint smile flickered from the corner of his mouth, his bloodshot eyes were still gentle.

I know he's been awake.I quietly got out of bed, tiptoedly put on my clothes, and opened the door to go out. I was afraid of disturbing him, but he, as if he was really asleep, lay quietly, motionless.He was too quiet. Throughout the night, he didn't babble, he couldn't hear his even and steady breathing, and he hardly even turned over.He never fell asleep at all, just because he was afraid that I would worry and affect my rest. He has been pretending and enduring, every day.Sometimes, in the darkness of night, I would see the sparkle in his eyes, and then the sparkle would slip from the corner of his eyes and disappear on the pillow.

"I'm going to show you something."

"what?"

"Have you forgotten our red rabbit and silver sword?"

Zhao looked at me in bewilderment for a while, then finally smiled.In the smile, after a flash of surprise, there is doubt and sadness.

"Today's weather is very good." I said while helping Zhao wash up, "Outside there is a fragrance of flowers, a cool breeze, and warm sunshine. I will take you to see our pony in a while, and the manor if possible, and then Dine in the garden."

It was obvious that Zhao didn't believe that I was serious, or that he didn't have confidence in his current situation, but he still said, "Listen to you."

I was originally very excited, but after seeing his eyes closed from time to time, his chest rising and falling with his breathing, and his slightly shaking body, my interest gradually decreased, and I began to doubt my decision.Is it too urgent?Can Zhao's body do it?

I pointed to the two sets of riding clothes on the sofa and asked, "I happen to have two sets, which one do you want to wear?"

He looked at me puzzled.

I picked up two breeches, the lighter one in my right hand, new.The breeches on the left hand are darker in color, although they are old, but because the leather is very good, not only does it not look old, but it is more comfortable to wear.

"This set is newly made, I only wore it once." I gestured with my right hand. "It is reasonable to wear new ones for you. But this old one was already too small when I wore it last year, so I made another one, so..." I pretended to be embarrassed, and looked at Zhao nervously.In fact, I was really nervous, not because I was nervous that Zhao would not like wearing old clothes, but because I was nervous about his attitude. He would be suspicious and uninterested in this matter, wearing riding clothes, going to the stables, and seeing ponies. will get bored.

"It's an old one. I won't look small in it."

Zhaoqing let out a faint cry, and I almost jumped up, wanting to pounce on him and hug him.Thank you!baby!I know you're just saying this because of me, afraid I'll spoil the fun, you really...

I helped Zhao get dressed, but he swayed weakly and almost fell when he put on his breeches.I broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and secretly reminded myself to be careful.I sat Zhao on the sofa and helped him put on his boots.

"Did you polish the boots yourself?"

"Hmm!" I admitted sheepishly.

"It wasn't polished enough. I'll polish it later."

"Okay, when you are well, teach me."

"Why teach you? You don't need to do this."

"Of course I do."

I kissed him on the forehead as I helped him up.After all this tossing, Zhao broke out in sweat and his forehead was wet. I licked it, and the sweat was light without any salty taste.

"Can you hold on? Hold on to the stairs?"

"It's okay...in the future..."

"Then don't worry, just watch me."

I really regretted helping Zhao out of the bedroom, it was almost dragging him away.After leaving the room, I had to ask Zhao to rest on the chair by the corridor.I looked at the corridor and the foyer below. There was no one there, only the wheelchair that my father used to touch the stairs below, which I had just repaired and cleaned after a morning.I nodded in satisfaction, Zhao didn't like people seeing him so weak and powerless, so I told my mother and the old housekeeper, try to stay away from us when we go downstairs, and don't come out even if we see something wrong with us.

I hug Zhao.Although this is not the first time, today feels a little different.Is it his clothes?Is it his thinner and thinner body?Or is it my uncontrollable excitement and apprehension?I have to say that Zhao wore this riding uniform, a snow-white shirt, a purple-brown silk scarf inside the stand-up collar, a camel-colored calf velvet jacket and breeches, and black high-pass riding boots.Even if she is just sitting or standing, she is so beautiful, with a touch of beauty in her heroism, and childishness in her calmness.Walking past a large mirror on the corridor, I stood on purpose to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the mirror.The two knights, one hugging the other, their heads so close and their bodies so close together, although their eyes were of different colors, there was the same tenderness in their eyes, and the same smile on the corners of their mouths.

Zhao blushed, it turned out that he was also watching.

"Are you sure you can make it all the way downstairs?"

"Of course, you know I've been lifting barbells and working out my arm muscles."

It's easy to say, things are not that easy.Carrying a big man down the stairs is not an easy task, even harder than going upstairs.

Zhao put his arms around my neck and stared at me all the time, as if he didn't worry about whether I would step on the ground or be in danger.

"Hey, you, don't look at me like that, okay?"

"how?"

"You distract me like this."

"So what?"

"If you are distracted, what if you fall?"

"I don't care, it's what you want, I'll just listen to you."

"You are really unreasonable."

"Who is unreasonable? Is it you or me?"

"ungrateful!"

"Then what do you want? I said go by myself, but you won't let me go."

"Can you walk by yourself?"

"so……"

We just kept arguing, going around in circles, and bickering with no results. In the end, we went downstairs smoothly, and Zhao's spirit improved a lot.Zhao Le was delighted to see the newly cleaned wheelchair. "You've been busy all morning with this?"

"uh-huh."

Zhao sat in the wheelchair, raised his head, took my hand, and kissed it affectionately.