The Era of Masculinity: Ambiguous Getting Fired

Chapter 38 hugging his body

When Zi Han turned to leave, his father finally spoke again.But his eyes looked elsewhere casually, as if he was giving Zi Han an official order.Or maybe in his heart, talking to his son is actually a routine ordering a job.

"I heard that the daughter of General Manager Wang of Binshi Shengda Commercial Bank recently came back from abroad... The loan project of our company's Donghu Jinxiu Villa District was personally arranged by General Manager Wang. I think we should find an opportunity Go visit."

Hearing that his father did not mention the rumors about his homosexuality outside, Zi Han felt relieved, "Okay, I will just follow my father's arrangement."

In fact, Zihan can fully understand his father's good intentions, but how does his father know his own difficulties.My mother's death hurt me deeply, and all my pain was caused by my father.Love-hate emotions and pain for a father that a father will never know and never understand...

"Go to **** General Manager Wang, go to *** loan, go to **** Miss Qianjin..."

Zi Han was so drunk that he collapsed on the sofa in the apartment and cried, "What right does he have to control me, what right does he have to teach me? What has he done for me under the title of father? His own Life itself is a mess, but he still wants to use the title of father to discipline me and interfere in my life..."

If it wasn't for the fact that there was no make-up and no modification, he stayed beside Zi Han refreshingly, and while feeding him water, he softly comforted him: "But he is your father after all, no matter what, he is doing it for your own good..."

"He will be good for me? If he was really good for me, he wouldn't have killed my mother back then." Zi Han threw away the water glass in Ruo Fei's hand, and the water spilled all over the floor. "He's all for himself and for his company. The daughter of General Manager Wang...I'm just a pawn in his hands... He never considered my feelings!"

"When I was very young, no matter the wind or rain, my father always sent me to learn to dance every day. When I practiced, my legs were very painful, and I felt heart-piercing. I limped home and begged He didn't want to send me to dance anymore, but he scolded me for my lack of perseverance, and even whipped me with a belt..." Ruofei picked up the water glass on the ground and smiled, "At that time, I hated my father so much in my heart, even I don’t think I’m his own son. But when he was in a car accident last year and lay on a cold bed in the hospital, I saw him covered in bandages, and I suddenly felt very scared in my heart, afraid that I would lose him suddenly. All the resentment towards him suddenly disappeared, replaced by his kindness to me... Now, in my heart, I am very grateful to my father for being strict with me back then, allowing me to fall in love with dancing so obsessively... I think, Why can't you have a good talk between father and son, why don't you try to communicate with your father..."

"Communication? Communication? With him?" Zi Han sneered, "From childhood, all he brought me was indifference. Indifference to my mother and indifference to me. That kind of indifference makes people feel cautious, fearful, bewildered, and chilling." Do you know the cold pain in my heart? Do you know what I most wanted my father to do to me when I was a child? I hoped that he would beat me up, even scold me. But no, he didn't even scold me..." Zi Han burst into tears as he spoke.

Ruofei wanted to comfort Zihan, but didn't know what to say.He didn't understand how a father could be so indifferent to his children, and he also couldn't understand that Zi Han's longing for his father turned out to be a regular meal of beating and scolding when he was a child.

"As far as I can remember, he and his mother have never stopped arguing. In the few times we met, I obeyed his words. When I was less than 16 years old, my mother died tragically in front of me. Before she died, my mother even Don't forget to tell me not to hate him, if I want to hate, I only hate 'disaster water'... I... I listen to my mother, I don't hate him. But I... I hate my mother. I hate my mother Do you know? How can I hate my mother? You say how can I hate my mother? My mother has always loved me so much since I was a child, how can I hate my mother? You say..."

Zihan looked at Ruofei with tears streaming down her face, her body shaking violently. "I hate what I should love, but I can't hate what I should hate. The palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh... How depressing, uncomfortable and painful this feeling is, how do you understand..."

If it weren't for it, of course I couldn't understand why Zi Han hated her mother who loved her the most.He only knew that Zi Han's heart was in great pain at this moment.He fully understands and understands this.So he walked over and hugged Zi Han, rubbing his back gently and compassionately.

"You don't understand, you don't understand what I'm talking about." Zihan lay in Ruofei's arms, crying like a wronged child.

"I think... I understand. I know it must be hard to hold the pain in my heart, and I know your heart hurts. Because my heart hurts now too..." Ruo Fei comforted.

"It seems that I have nothing to worry about, as if I have everything. But think about what I have, I have nothing, nothing... I don't even have the most basic dignity of a man..."

As Zi Han said, he coughed suddenly, and then his stomach cramped and he couldn't help but vomited.The mouthful of filth that suddenly gushed out vomited all over Zi Han, and also vomited all over Ruo Fei.

Ruofei quickly helped Zi Han to the sofa, then ran to the bathroom to get a towel and wiped the dirt on Zi Han's mouth.He carefully took off Zi Han's filthy shirt, looked at the filth on Zi Han's vomit on his shirt, and simply took off his own shirt.

Ruobu went to the bathroom shirtless and rinsed the towel again, and then soaked it in hot water, then helped Zihan wipe his face, hands and body, and asked with concern while wiping, "Is it better, is this more comfortable?"

After wiping Zihan for a long time, Ruofei went to bring another glass of water and thoughtfully helped Zihan up and leaned against his arms, feeding him water with a small spoonful of soup spoon.

"You are so gentle and considerate...orange high heels...the warmest color...the color you can get close to...so sexy shoes..." Zi Han kept muttering while drinking the water that he had not been fed. grumbled.

After feeding the water, Ruo Fei slowly put Zi Han's body down on the sofa and lay down.

Originally, Ruofei wanted to take the two dirty shirts to the bathroom to wash, but he was worried that the air-conditioning in the room would make Zihan catch a cold with his shirt off, so Ruofei decided to help Zihan to rest in the bedroom first, so that he would be more comfortable some.

So Ruo Fei walked over to help Zi Han up and then hugged his body...