【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章(22)

“And how do I look at you, Wil?” Father asked.
Like I disappoint you. Like I did something to hurt you and you’re sad I can’t remember what.
“It doesn’t matter.” Wilbur mustered what was left of his strength and rose from his seat. “My other non-violent tutors are waiting. If you’ll excuse me, Father. Tommy.”
Tommy stared back at him, wide-eyed.
Father only sighed. “It’s a long story, Wilbur,” he said, with infinite patience. Wilbur would have preferred he screamed. “And not one you’re ready to hear. Either of you,” he added, giving Tommy a reassuring smile. “But one day, I’ll—”