father - home

There is plenty of time, and time passes quickly.Soon, my two weeks vacation will be over.Fortunately, Zhao's health has improved significantly, and the concentration camp is not far from home, so I can still come back every day.

Zhao was not used to being taken care of, so there was nothing he could do about it. Three days later, when he was able to walk down the stairs slowly by holding on to the handrails, he decided not to use a wheelchair.In fact, there is another reason why he refuses to use a wheelchair, and that is because he is angry with me.

Zhao was with Yinjian and Chitu every day, reluctant to leave at night when we parted, and when we got up in the morning, he urged me to hurry up, rushing to the stable to see his baby.

I understand this.I laughed at him for being like a child, and tried to get things done as quickly as possible.But you can't be vague when eating, chew slowly, and eat less and more meals are the basic requirements.So I told him that breakfast should take at least 15 minutes.But he is good, he always ignores my words, don't say that the left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, I don't even go in, it just floats away from the back of his head.In two minutes, at most three minutes, he pulled the breakfast steak into his mouth in three mouthfuls, drinking the milk as if pouring it, and finally stuffed a whole egg in, muttering: "Okay." The implication of the words Want me to push him to the stables immediately.

I am both distressed and angry.You must know that your body is no better than before, and it will not work if you don’t pay attention.So I ignored him, just pretended I didn't hear him, didn't raise my head, continued to read the newspaper in my hand, and said a few words when I saw something of interest.Normally, Zhao pays close attention to the news in the newspapers. Although there are frequent news of success in Germany, my heart is suffering.Zhao understands that he is not only worried about his own country and its people, but also never forgets to comfort me, hoping that I will be less cynical and try to be as peaceful as possible, because Germany is my motherland and I still live here after all.But now, Zhao didn't answer, he didn't hear what I was saying at all.

I know he won't answer my words, his heart has already flown to Chitu's side.Stealing eyes on his expectant look, anxious and excited, is really too cute, so I couldn't help but tease him.

I drank my coffee slowly.Zhao thought it was time for me to finish, so she wanted to stand up.I didn't mean to put down the newspaper, but waved to the old butler standing behind me.

"Master?"

"what time is it now?"

"Nine minutes past eight, my lord."

In fact, the grandfather clock is in the corner of the restaurant, and I can see it when I look up. I asked this intentionally. "One more cup of coffee."

Now Zhao is angry.He stood up suddenly, but because it was too violent, he immediately sat back on the chair.

My heart throbbed violently, but I didn't move, and I stopped the old housekeeper from going up to help him.I knew he was fine, but physically weak.

Sure enough, Zhao asked bluntly, "Are you going or not?"

"I said it for 15 minutes, it's [-]:[-]." I showed my usual cold arrogance, tried my best to keep my tone cool, and still didn't raise my eyes to look at him.

Zhao fell silent and turned to look at the clock.When he turned his head, I immediately returned my gaze to the newspaper in front of me.

When the time came, I put down the newspaper and Zhaozheng glared at me angrily.I couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing.

Zhao Ke didn't smile, she still stared at me.

It seemed that he was really angry, so I quickly put on a smile. "Okay, don't be angry, just teasing you. I know you are eager to see them. Come on, let's go."

On the way, Zhao kept pursing his lips tightly, and sometimes frowned.

"Are you still angry?"

……

"Look at you, why do you still look like a child? Does your stomach hurt? You just ate too fast."

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"Your stomach needs to grow slowly. If you eat too fast or too hard, you will feel uncomfortable. You should pay attention to it in the future."

Zhao finally nodded in agreement, and smiled at me, but felt that the smile only remained on the surface and disappeared too quickly.

I thought he wasn't angry anymore, but I didn't expect that he insisted on going downstairs the next day, and wouldn't let me hug him no matter what.Once he becomes stubborn, I have no choice but to support him carefully, to prevent any accidents if he is exhausted.

Zhao Zhenzhen, holding on to the handrail, obviously struggled, and went downstairs very slowly, but very steadily, not to mention accidents, not even shaking.

When it finally came down, my hanging heart was relieved, and at the same time I was a little disappointed.

Zhao ate breakfast very slowly, but he was still absent-minded about what I said. It turned out that he was exhausted when he went downstairs. He sat at the table, panting for a while, and he didn't want me to see him, trying his best to hide it.

This time, I really learned Zhao's temper, as well as his perseverance.If you say you are going downstairs, you will go downstairs by yourself; if you say you will not use a wheelchair, you will not use a wheelchair.

Going to the stables was no worse than going downstairs, it was a long way, and it would take more than ten minutes for a normal person to walk, not to mention his current body.

I pushed the wheelchair and followed him, begging so hard that I almost cried. "Please, Zhao, just sit down."

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"I was worried about you like that yesterday. You always don't know how to take care of yourself. I won't be by your side in the future..."

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"Don't be angry anymore, isn't it okay for me to compensate you? I just have this temper, and you don't know it. I'm used to being arrogant and cold. If I don't pay attention, it will reveal my true colors, but I really didn't mean to You, I just feel sorry for you."

Zhao stopped, his body shaking slightly.I stood on the edge but didn't dare to reach out rashly.

"I know...I'm not angry...I just don't want to be in a wheelchair...help me up."

I hugged him quickly, and he limply fell into my arms. "There is a stone bench over there, let's sit for a while and rest."

I wanted Zhao to lie on my lap, but he shook his head. "Just lean on your shoulder for a while."

I put my arms around him and let him lean against me, with his forehead against my cheek, sweating profusely.I took out my handkerchief to wipe his sweat.Zhao's face was pale, dazzlingly white under the sun, his lips were very red, as red as dripping blood, his breathing was a little short, I picked up his wrist to measure his pulse.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

"There is no such thing as you. You have to recover slowly after such a large amount of exercise all at once." I was a little anxious again, and my tone inevitably became severe.

Zhao really wasn't angry, maybe he didn't have the strength to get angry anymore. "That won't work. You're going to work the day after tomorrow. I can't always rely on you. Don't tell me I'll stay upstairs if you're not here?"

"I can let Mr. Reininger take care of you."

"He's almost 60."

"Then let Widec."

Zhao straightened up, turned around, and looked at me. "You do not care?"

I didn't realize it all at once, but I realized it when I saw his sly smile, and I couldn't help scratching his tall nose. "What are you thinking, I just let him take care of you."

"But I don't want to." Zhao murmured, leaning back on my shoulder again. "The beginning is always difficult, just persevere."

"But you can't rush it."

"I know, I will listen to you, eat well, rest carefully, and train our pony. You believe me, I will get better and stronger every day."

We took four breaks along the way, and it took more than an hour, but Zhao finally made it down.