花样年华 英文版(5)
He just kept looking down at me and did not budge."Please help him, Dad. He is my friend." The man tried to pull my friend outside. I held onto my friend's arm, and Dad grasped my shoulder. He grasped it and pulled it hard. I had to let go of my friend's arm. He was being dragged out of the door. I squirmed and writhed to break free, but Dad strengthened his grip. "It hurts!" I screamed, but Dad didn't let go. He just grasped my shoulder even tighter. Tears ran down my face.
I looked up at Dad. He was like a massive grey wall. His face was expressionless, with even the exhausted look now gone. He slowly opened his mouth with his eyes fixed on me. "SeokJin, be a good kid." He still had that blank look. But I knew to do, what to do to stop the pain.
"SeokJin." I turned my head at my friend's cry. He escaped the man's grip and was running towards my door. He was in tears. Dad, with his one hand still gripping my shoulder, slammed the door shut with his other hand. I apologized to him. "I'm sorry, Dad. I won't make trouble again."
The next day, the seat next to mine was empty. My teacher said he transferred to another school.
I looked up at Dad. He was like a massive grey wall. His face was expressionless, with even the exhausted look now gone. He slowly opened his mouth with his eyes fixed on me. "SeokJin, be a good kid." He still had that blank look. But I knew to do, what to do to stop the pain.
"SeokJin." I turned my head at my friend's cry. He escaped the man's grip and was running towards my door. He was in tears. Dad, with his one hand still gripping my shoulder, slammed the door shut with his other hand. I apologized to him. "I'm sorry, Dad. I won't make trouble again."
The next day, the seat next to mine was empty. My teacher said he transferred to another school.
旧巷笙歌年下打年上