Meow Ba

Chapter 379 Visiting Family
"Woo-!"

Even through the cloth strip on his mouth, there was still a long muffled sound from James' mouth. His body twisted like a snake, rubbing against the iron bed to make a clanging sound.

"Meow~"

hold onto!
Persistence is victory!

Ron who was awakened stood up, looked at James' blood-red face and eyes, patted his forehead, and comforted him, but from James' eyes, Ron could see the alternation of manic animal nature and tough humanity ——It can even be said that the manic animal nature occupies most of the time.

"Bang dang! Bang dang!"

James' body was writhing violently, even jumping around the bedroom with the iron frame bed, he was eager to break free and find something that could make him feel comfortable.
However, Betty was bound quite firmly. No matter how hard James struggled, the rope did not loosen, which made him unable to achieve his wish.

So, with the passage of time, the tenacious human nature returned little by little, even though the manic animal nature was still attacking in waves, but for James, everything was developing in a better direction.

I don't know how long it took, but the blood red in James' eyes slowly faded, and a ray of morning light appeared outside the window.

He stopped struggling, opened his eyes tiredly, looked at Ron, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a soft sound came from his hoarse vocal cords—the cloth strip stuffed in his mouth had fallen in the violent struggle, but now he was awake James, who came over, would no longer do the stupid thing of biting his own tongue.

"Thank you, Bob."

"Thank you for staying with me."

"Crench!"

When the sky was fully lit, the door of James' welfare room opened with a creak, and Betty came in.

She didn't stop at the door, and rushed straight into James' bedroom. Immediately, she covered her mouth with one hand and her chest with the other—on the iron frame bed in the middle of the bedroom, James, who had struggled all night, looked tired. Lying on the sweat-soaked quilt, he smiled and looked at her.

Next to James' head is the round orange cat Bob, who also has joy in his eyes.

"James, have you survived?"

"you succeeded!"

There were tears rolling down from the eyes, and Betty didn't bother to wipe them off. She smiled and untied the ropes for James—the ropes were full of blood and flesh, which were rubbed against them during the violent struggle last night.

And these are the medals for James' efforts to fight drug addiction.

"Thank you, Betty."

"I couldn't do it without you."

After untying the rope, James sat up and embraced Betty in his arms, and the two leaned gently together.

…………

"Bob, let's go!"

With the first time, you can resist the second time.

In subsequent bouts of addiction, James's tough humanity prevailed faster and faster each time.By now, James no longer needs to be tied up when the addiction kicks in.

With Betty by his side, he only needs to grit his teeth and persist for a while before he can survive.

As for James' success, Val, a doctor at the drug rehabilitation hospital, also smiled and gave him a hug—every drug addict who successfully recovers from drugs is a victory in the war on drugs.

Val sometimes wonders how much better the world would be if every addict could be like James.

"Meow~"

ok, i'll follow~
Following James out of the welfare housing and saying goodbye to Betty next door, Ron and James got on the bus together.

He has been living with James for more than half a month. Thanks to the special effects on James, Ron has practiced crouching tigers diligently, and his body has fully recovered. He has already made a decision to go back to the United States after accompanying James on this trip.

As for where James is going this time, Ron knows.

The bus stopped soon, and James carried Ron forward slowly, and walked to a house—this is a typical middle-class house in England. Through the bright windows, Ron could see A middle-aged man with gray hair was playing with a pair of cute twins.

Without speaking, James stepped forward and tapped the window lightly with his fingers.

"Dad, the big brother from last time was knocking on the window."

Ron pricked up his ears to hear what the twin sisters said in unison, and then the middle-aged man turned his head and saw James—but his face changed the moment he saw James.

"Hey, you play by yourself, dad goes to chat with brother."

The middle-aged man turned around and said something to the twin sisters, then hurriedly left the living room, and soon Ron saw him coming out of the door with a bad expression.

"What are you doing here?"

"I……"

"Do you want money?"

"This money is for you, don't look for it again."

The aggressive middle-aged man spoke without giving James a chance to speak. He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a wad of money from it, turned his head and glanced at the door, and handed it to James.

There was no money as before. James raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and spoke slowly.

"I... have completely quit."

"What did you say?"

As if thinking that he had heard it wrong, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and couldn't help but repeat it.

"I've completely quit."

"I have my own job. I'm not asking you for money this time. I just want to see you again and say something."

"Dad, I'm sorry."

James smiled and replied that the middle-aged man in front of him was James' own father, Nigel, but his parents divorced. After James ran away from home, these two words have never been uttered from James' mouth until today.

In the face of James' words, Nigel didn't speak, but just watched him - he was already in middle age, and his rich social experience allowed Nigel to see through James' clear eyes that he was not lying.

So, after a long sigh, Nigel stood in front of James and put his palm on his shoulder.

"Son, it's me who should say sorry."

"Since divorcing your mother, I started a new family and completely abandoned you."

"I can't even help you when you're addicted."

"But you are strong."

"I'm proud of you."

While Nigel and James were talking, a woman's voice came from the door - this was his new wife and mother of lovely twins.

"Nigel, who are you talking to?"

In the past when James came to him, he never let her find out.

But today, tapping James on the shoulder, Nigel turned to the door and said.

"I'm talking to my son!"

Whether it is James or Luo Er, one can hear from Nigel's tone that there is a sense of pride in it.

And when he said this, Nigel's face was full of smiles, which was the same as that on James' face.

(End of this chapter)