father - home

"Matthias!"

With his back to the door, Zhao didn't know what happened at first, but when he heard his mother's cry, he blushed immediately.Zhao is very shy, even if I am the one making the embarrassment now, he will feel ashamed.So I hugged him even tighter to prevent him from turning around and facing his mother with a look of astonishment and contempt.

The affair between me and Zhao is not a secret, and my mother also likes Zhao, but this does not mean that she would be happy to see our intimate behavior, or in public.I didn't explain because it was unnecessary and no explanation could change what the mother saw.Mother would not listen, would not throw a fit, would not turn away, would not act aggressively, even if it made her feel embarrassed, even angry.

I looked over Zhao's shoulder, looked at my mother, cleared my throat, and asked, "What's the matter, mother?"

no answer.Mother looked at us quietly, all expressions gradually receded from the beautiful and moving face, leaving only the cold gaze in the gray eyes, this was the most puzzling and worrying moment.

While staring at my mother silently, I was defeated, let go of Zhao, bent down and pulled up my breeches. "I'm sorry! Mother."

"I'm sorry! Ma'am." Zhao's voice was very soft.I dare not look back at him again.Mother kept staring at me.

When I got dressed, my mother came over with a blank face and handed me a letter. "Paul gave it to me at the door of the wine cellar just now."

At a glance, the familiar military postmark made my hand tremble unconsciously when receiving the letter.Why?I came here on purpose just to deliver this letter.You don't have to do this, mother, what do you want to do?I looked at my mother, trying to get the answer from her eyes.

The mother has turned to look at Zhao with a smile, gentle and kind, as if it is impossible to be angry with Zhao no matter what. "You're in better shape, don't get tired."

"Thank you! Ma'am." Zhao nodded in embarrassment, the roots of his ears and neck were as red as pig's liver.

My mother didn't look at me again, did she deliberately avoid my questioning, or was she still angry because of her disgust?

I didn't want to read the letter, I wanted to put it in my pocket, but Akira looked at me, he was waiting for an answer.I stepped aside and opened the letter.

The letter hadn't been opened yet, maybe that's why my mother ran to the stable and handed it to me just in time, so that I could be the first to read it.But this reason is not valid. There is no "urgent" mark on the envelope, and it will not be too late to hand it over to me in the afternoon.Of course, maybe the mother herself was anxious to see it, and Mr. and Mrs. Reininger.If so, they can watch first.I believe that there will be no inappropriate content in the letter. Before I was away, they were all opened first. I never complained, because the letter was not written to me at all.

My hand holding the letter was trembling, and my mother's gentle and kind smile appeared in front of Zhao.Mother, why do you want to do this?Just a few months, can't you bear it?Still want to remind me?If you don't remind me, I won't forget.There is only one result for you to do this, which is to hurt Zhao.Do you really want to hurt him?You see his eyes are so gentle and kind, without a trace of chill, mother? !

Zhao had already put the bridle on Chitu.I handed him the letter I had read.

Zhao looked at me suspiciously.I nodded and went to the silver sword next door, now it's its turn.

I brushed the silver sword, Zhao came over and leaned against the wooden door of the stable. "Joseph is in France?"

"It should be." (Note: At this time, the German army is advancing towards Paris.)

"You were not mentioned in the letter?"

"Never had."

I mentioned Joseph's matter to Zhao at the beginning, Zhao was just silent at that time, and never asked about it.As the relationship between us deepened, this became more and more a problem for us.There is nothing wrong with my love for Zhao, that love is so natural, so strong, and so exhilarating.And what about Joseph?I loved him, and I'm sorry for him.He would have married Verma and lived happily ever after if it hadn't been for me who had dragged him down this difficult, lonely road.Do I still love him now?What kind of feelings do I have for him?As for Zhao, I used to only want to save him, to love and protect him as I love angels and treasures.I feel that my love is humble, small and cowardly in front of Zhao's light.Unexpectedly, Zhao responded.He loves me so frankly, so deeply, so painfully, he loves me with his whole life.I used to suppress myself and wanted to give up, but I couldn't, and Zhao didn't want to give up.Then love it!Love is turned upside down, love is life and death.But what about Joseph?Joseph!Joseph!Joseph!I don't know how to face Zhao, how to face Joseph, how to face myself.

"In all the letters, there was never a single word addressed to me alone. I never wrote a single word to him."

"He didn't come back to visit relatives?"

"I've been back twice. But I was in Berlin and I didn't see him."

"Ow."

"He once made a special trip to Berlin to visit Verma, but he didn't contact me. I found out from Verma later that he had been here."

"He has been avoiding you?" Zhao would not understand this kind of thing, nor would he agree with it.

"He wanted to protect me. He was scared and didn't want to cause me trouble."

Zhao stopped talking.I knew he was upset, so I put down my brush, went to the stable door, and took his hand. "I have been separated from Joseph for five years. We have never had direct contact, and we have never met. I know he is doing this for my own good. He is suffering, and I am suffering. To the light, there is no happiness, and life loses meaning until I meet you. Zhao, I have been separated from Joseph for too long, and I don’t know what kind of feelings I have for him now. But I know, I love you, you put me My heart is full, I can’t live without you. Believe me, Zhao, I love you with all my heart, even if you will leave me one day, I will love you with my whole life.”

We stared at each other, that black and white eyes, that deep gaze, that happiness and sadness. "I love you too, Marty, I will keep my heart with you wherever I go, I love you, I love you to the end of my life, I love you forever and ever."

Our trembling hands hugged each other, and our pale lips kissed together again, sweet and lingering, as if we would be separated tomorrow, as if we were going to kiss into the love and tenderness of a lifetime.