花样年华 英文版(4)
Mom was sitting on the couch in the living room. "Where have you been? Your teacher called." Instead of answering her question, I told her I was sorry. It was usually the quickest way to end a conversation. Mom said Dad would be home any minute and went into her room. My room was opposite their room with the living room in the middle. I quickly went into my room and opened the window.
We heard the front gate open while playing a computer game after a snack of bread and milk. My friend looked at me with fightened eyes. "It's oK. Dad never comes in my room." The door of my room burst open before I fnished speaking. We both sprang up from our seats with fright.
"Are you Mr. Choi's son?" Dad continued without waiting for an answer. "Come on out. Someone is here to take you."There was a man standing by the door. I thought he was Mr.Choi at first but quickly realized he wasn't. He was one of those men who had marched into the classroom earlier. I looked up at Dad. He looked exhausted, with knitted brows and a subtly quivering eyelid. It was better not to bother him when he was in that mood. While I was trying to read his face, the man came into my room and grabbed my friend's shoulder. I got in front of my friend. "No, Dad, don't let this man take him away. He is one of the bad people."
We heard the front gate open while playing a computer game after a snack of bread and milk. My friend looked at me with fightened eyes. "It's oK. Dad never comes in my room." The door of my room burst open before I fnished speaking. We both sprang up from our seats with fright.
"Are you Mr. Choi's son?" Dad continued without waiting for an answer. "Come on out. Someone is here to take you."There was a man standing by the door. I thought he was Mr.Choi at first but quickly realized he wasn't. He was one of those men who had marched into the classroom earlier. I looked up at Dad. He looked exhausted, with knitted brows and a subtly quivering eyelid. It was better not to bother him when he was in that mood. While I was trying to read his face, the man came into my room and grabbed my friend's shoulder. I got in front of my friend. "No, Dad, don't let this man take him away. He is one of the bad people."
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