I squatted at the door, looking at the scenery outside, the night wind blowing, flapping on the body, incomparably comfortable.
People say that Switzerland is good everywhere, but it's still right here. Democracy is bullshit.
The gate is very high. It's not easy to jump out, but it's not impossible.
I tried to climb up, climbed to a office, a man in the yard came over, holding a flashlight in his hand, the light of the flashlight sprinkled on me, we just looked at each other with four eyes opposite, silent, stalemate for a while, he said in very poor English, "next, very dangerous."
I was stunned and didn't move. I finally came out, but I didn't want to be driven back directly. I don't know about Crazy brother yet.
No, now the man took the walkie talkie, spoke a bunch of French, and the whole yard was as bright as day.
After a while, the king came with his men.
He was wearing loose pajamas and silk clothes were reflecting in the light. The eyes of the people who were shining on him could not open.
He looked at me for a while, sighed helplessly, came and looked at me.
"Drow, isn't it good here?"
It's good here. It's as good as fairyland, but it's not my place. I don't understand why he wants to stop me. I don't even understand the meaning and purpose of his encircling me. Does my mother have to escape here because he has a desire to control?
However, things have been like this. It's not a good thing for me to hold back my doubts. I asked him directly, "Uncle Wang, do you love my mother?"
He said with a smile, "yes, I have loved her for more than 30 years, more than your age."
Good. Now that I dare to admit it, I have a way to ask him to let me go.
I said, "if you love my mother, you have to give her enough sense of security. Like my mother, I lack a sense of security. But the sense of security can't be given by a manor like you. It's not only material but also spiritual. You can only confine and don't know how to cherish. That's why my mother married my mother. Don't you understand?"
He sneered and didn't answer. Obviously I was right.
I continued, "you are very kind to me. You helped me to leave the country and come to Switzerland, but the good people are not so good. You can let us go. I will also appreciate you. No matter my mother or I, I will treat you very well and respect you. But you ignore our freedom, forbid us and satisfy your own ideas. Lion, you shouldn't. Is my crazy brother locked up by you? I want to see him now, and I ask you to let us go. My husband is still in prison. It's dangerous. I need to go out and help him
After staring at my face for a long time, the king suddenly took a deep breath and came over feebly.
I stepped back alertly, and he didn't come forward any more. I saw the gravity on his face and seemed very sad.
I can't help but chagrin. Does this irritate him? Is it more dangerous for us to leave the country?
He said, "some things need time, not as you think. Your brother has gone out, and I didn't obstruct him. I sent someone to follow him. You can doubt what I'm doing, but you can't doubt my love for your mother. I haven't paid so much attention to any woman over the years except a woman I don't love because of my family's request Your mother is insecure, but I don't use this manor to ban her. In Switzerland, she lived in a riverside apartment, and I lived in a nearby house. We were friends and confidants, but not lovers. You can doubt me, not your mother. "
It turns out that I was too careful.
I left to apologize and said, "sorry, I don't know the truth. I misunderstood you, but I really want to go out now."
He shook his head, a wave of hands, a few people stood behind me, "can't go out, your things I know, you go out is very bad for you, temporarily living here is not bad for you."
I don't understand. Since he knows, why don't you tell me?
Is something wrong with someone?
Suddenly, I was very nervous, and tears were about to pour out. I asked him, "is there something wrong with my husband, my brother, brother Lu and my friends who came with me later? Where are they? Is something wrong? "
The king sighed and then said, "ask my little son about the specific situation. He has been dealing with this matter. I believe he will give you a satisfactory answer, but I have a condition."
I knew it was not so simple. How could there be a free lunch?
"I want to see you to your mother. Naturally, if your mother had an accident long ago, I can't see it. I can only confine you as you said. As for the reason, I'm afraid I'll tell you when I die. The husband and family you need and your friends will never see you again. Take them back
With a shout from him, I was just like a chicken and duck who was tied up, and I was directly lifted up.
I struggle useless, shout useless, the whole body uncontrolled in mid air kick, tears wet my face, I still can't call myself a little free.
I didn't continue to struggle until this group of people threw me to my place again and heard meow crying.I helplessly hold meow language, looking at the door closed, before can walk around the place is also blocked, here, seemingly luxurious, but is a beautiful prison.
My sister-in-law Yuesao was also crying in a low voice beside me. She was a little girl from the countryside. She disappeared suddenly for a period of time. Undoubtedly, she was a kind of fear. However, as an employer, I couldn't give her any explanation. We were both sitting in the golden palace in pain.
Late at night, my sister-in-law fell asleep with meow in her arms, while I squatted by the window and watched downstairs.
Breeze slowly, blowing in the face, suddenly feel very cold and piercing.
The lights of the house in the distance have gone out, and the people who were still full of the yard have disappeared. If it wasn't for meow language and Zhuo Feng, who still has a little hope, I would like to jump down from the second floor window and die. Should all this be over?
Gradually the sun rises, the whole yard gradually has a bright light, a look around is full of brilliance, red and green, the morning breeze is also blowing, the spirit of the people is incomparable.
Some people came to deliver breakfast, and there was even a man in white. He stepped on incremental shoes, and his sharp features were more beautiful in the light and shadow.
The man who put down breakfast went out first. The man in white coat put down his bag and sat on the sofa.
I looked at the man and said nothing.
The man said, "I'm Mr. Wang's personal doctor. He asked me to come over and examine Mrs. Zhuo, especially the baby who has been crying."
He can speak Mandarin, but some words are not right, meow language is not a baby, it is a child, already one year old.
I took a look at him and ignored him.
He continued, "don't you want to know about your husband?"