Dad was drunk…
Although at this moment, dad was in the living room wriggling on the ground, crying like a child for more alcohol, Lin Jin hid in his room, watching his father's situation through a crack in the door, utterly indifferent.
Lin Jin didn't dare to go out at a time like this. His dad, when drunk, wasn't like normal people who might cry or directly go to sleep. Instead, he had a volatile temper and might start beating or scolding someone over any little thing that upset him or rubbed him the wrong way.
Lin Jin vaguely remembered that when he was about nine years old, his dad had just gotten addicted to gambling and alcohol. One day, after losing hundreds of thousands in a bet, his foul mood drove him to drink until he was unconscious and was then brought home by friends. That was the first time his mom had seen his dad drunk. When she tried to help him change out of his vomit-stained clothes, she was inexplicably beaten and scolded by him.
However, his dad didn't use much force when he was drunk. His mom was even able to restrain him at the time. But from then on, whenever his dad got drunk, she simply ignored him.
Of course, Lin Jin wasn't about to risk anything, especially when his dad seemed extremely unhappy about him becoming more feminine.
"Let's wait until he falls asleep" Lin Jin mumbled to himself, locking the door. He sat back on the bed, somewhat hesitant, propped his elbow on his thigh and rested his cheek on his palm, listening to the noise outside.
"Lin Jin! Lin Jin!" His dad's clamor erupted again. He was holding a small stool in one hand, pounding it on the ground, and an empty bottle in the other, trying to pour it into his mouth. Propping up his upper body with his hand, he yelled at Lin Jin's bedroom door, "Come out! Buy alcohol for me! Buy alcohol for your dad!"
Lin Jin continued to sit on the bed, indifferent. He yawned and leisurely pulled out his phone to read a web novel, utterly ignoring his dad outside the door.
With a loud "bang" his dad threw the stool directly at Lin Jin's bedroom door, then lay dumbfounded on the ground. He tossed the empty beer bottle aside and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Lin Jin was already quite experienced in dealing with his dad's drunken episodes. Nearly every week, his dad would get drunk for one reason or another, and each time he would drink until he blacked out. Even if he hurt someone during his drunken fits, he would wake up the next day with a puzzled look, asking Lin Jin what had happened.
After waiting for about half an hour, the commotion from his dad in the living room finally ceased. Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, cracked open the door, and peeked outside. He found that his dad seemed to be sound asleep. He was sprawled on the floor like a toad, shirtless with only his underwear remaining, mumbling something under his breath.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Lin Jin cautiously made his way to the living room and squatted down in front of his dad. He could faintly hear what his dad was mumbling.
"No more drinking… no more drinking… even my son is ignoring me now…"
Pfft! As if you haven't said that sort of thing before. Every time you're drunk, you say this kind of stuff, but the moment you wake up, you forget all about it.
Lin Jin pursed his lips, struggling to turn his dad's hefty body over. He tried to find a position to lift him off the ground, but Lin Jin's strength was pitifully inadequate, probably comparable to an average girl's. He simply couldn't drag an adult man off the floor.
"What a hassle" Lin Jin muttered, scratching his hair and tilting his head as he looked at his dad, who wasn't sleeping very peacefully.
He tried to lift his dad up, but even though his dad might weigh less than 65 kilograms, Lin Jin's slender arms were absolutely no match for the task. Moreover, fearing that he might wake his dad, he didn't dare to use too much force. As a result, after much effort, all he managed to do was get his dad to change his position on the floor a couple of times.
"How about you just sleep on the floor?" Lin Jin sighed. In the past, even though it was difficult to move his dad to the bed, with some effort, he could manage. Now, however, he couldn't even pull him up.
Recently, cold weather had affected the entire Fujian region, and Lin Jin was somewhat worried that his dad would catch a cold sleeping on the floor in the dead of winter.
There was no vomit on his dad, just a strong smell of alcohol, so there wasn't a risk of dirtying the blanket. Lin Jin decisively ran to his dad's bedroom and moved his blanket and quilt to the living room.
After laying the blanket neatly on the floor, he managed to roll his dad onto it and covered him with the heavy quilt. With that, his job was more or less done.
He turned to head to the bathroom to wash up but suddenly heard a noise from his dad. Turning back, he saw that his dad seemed to find the quilt too hot and had kicked it off.
Feeling utterly helpless, Lin Jin went back and laid the quilt horizontally over his dad's stomach. Then, abruptly, his dad turned over and began retching, vomiting out a bunch of random stuff.
Lin Jin felt he was entirely his dad's babysitter, or even acting like his wife.
"What kind of sins did I commit in my past life?"
Fortunately, the vomit hadn't soiled the blanket. Aside from some residue on his dad's nose and mouth, there wasn't much mess on him.
Running to the bathroom, Lin Jin grabbed a mop and a damp towel. He wiped his dad's face and then mopped the floor clean. Even in the middle of winter, he was sweating.
"Lin Jin."
"Dad, are you awake now?" Lin Jin looked at his dad disdainfully, rolling his eyes. "You drank a little less this time, huh? You woke up after just vomiting once."
"Uh..." His dad shifted his gaze back to the ceiling, staring blankly at the light fixture above.
"If you're awake, go take a shower and sleep" Lin Jin stood up, speaking irritably. "I don't have time to waste on you here."
Even though he didn't really have anything to do after returning to his room, Lin Jin was just impatient with his dad.
Looking after his dad once or twice when he's drunk was one thing, but eight or ten times was simply too much. Especially since Lin Jin had been the one to take care of him every time he got drunk after his parents divorced.
"Alright." His dad sat up, holding his head. He still looked very drunk, swaying even while sitting. He tried to stand but only got halfway up before collapsing back down, looking at Lin Jin as if seeking help.
"If it's really not possible, just go to sleep."
Though his words were harsh, Lin Jin still extended his hand to help his dad up. Fearing that his dad might stumble and fall while walking, he wrapped his arm around his dad's neck and supported his heavy body as he led him into the bedroom.
"Go to sleep." Lin Jin put his dad on the bed, standing there looking at him.
The bedroom was as barren as it could be, with only a bed and a wardrobe. At around twenty square meters, it was even emptier than Lin Jin's own room.
"Mm" His dad lifted his head, hesitating with his mouth opening and closing, but never actually continuing to speak.
After bringing the quilt back onto the bed, Lin Jin feared his dad would question him about his looks. Although his dad wasn't blacked out at this point, his thoughts were probably still not clear due to the alcohol. Who knew what might happen in the heat of the moment.
So, when he saw that look of curiosity in his dad's eyes, he turned and walked away.
"Lin Jin! How come you've changed so much since going to college?"
What the f*ck?! Can’t hide anymore!
Dad was drunk…
Although at this moment, dad was in the living room wriggling on the ground, crying like a child for more alcohol, Lin Jin hid in his room, watching his father's situation through a crack in the door, utterly indifferent.
Lin Jin didn't dare to go out at a time like this. His dad, when drunk, wasn't like normal people who might cry or directly go to sleep. Instead, he had a volatile temper and might start beating or scolding someone over any little thing that upset him or rubbed him the wrong way.
Lin Jin vaguely remembered that when he was about nine years old, his dad had just gotten addicted to gambling and alcohol. One day, after losing hundreds of thousands in a bet, his foul mood drove him to drink until he was unconscious and was then brought home by friends. That was the first time his mom had seen his dad drunk. When she tried to help him change out of his vomit-stained clothes, she was inexplicably beaten and scolded by him.
However, his dad didn't use much force when he was drunk. His mom was even able to restrain him at the time. But from then on, whenever his dad got drunk, she simply ignored him.
Of course, Lin Jin wasn't about to risk anything, especially when his dad seemed extremely unhappy about him becoming more feminine.
"Let's wait until he falls asleep" Lin Jin mumbled to himself, locking the door. He sat back on the bed, somewhat hesitant, propped his elbow on his thigh and rested his cheek on his palm, listening to the noise outside.
"Lin Jin! Lin Jin!" His dad's clamor erupted again. He was holding a small stool in one hand, pounding it on the ground, and an empty bottle in the other, trying to pour it into his mouth. Propping up his upper body with his hand, he yelled at Lin Jin's bedroom door, "Come out! Buy alcohol for me! Buy alcohol for your dad!"
Lin Jin continued to sit on the bed, indifferent. He yawned and leisurely pulled out his phone to read a web novel, utterly ignoring his dad outside the door.
With a loud "bang" his dad threw the stool directly at Lin Jin's bedroom door, then lay dumbfounded on the ground. He tossed the empty beer bottle aside and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Lin Jin was already quite experienced in dealing with his dad's drunken episodes. Nearly every week, his dad would get drunk for one reason or another, and each time he would drink until he blacked out. Even if he hurt someone during his drunken fits, he would wake up the next day with a puzzled look, asking Lin Jin what had happened.
After waiting for about half an hour, the commotion from his dad in the living room finally ceased. Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, cracked open the door, and peeked outside. He found that his dad seemed to be sound asleep. He was sprawled on the floor like a toad, shirtless with only his underwear remaining, mumbling something under his breath.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Lin Jin cautiously made his way to the living room and squatted down in front of his dad. He could faintly hear what his dad was mumbling.
"No more drinking… no more drinking… even my son is ignoring me now…"
Pfft! As if you haven't said that sort of thing before. Every time you're drunk, you say this kind of stuff, but the moment you wake up, you forget all about it.
Lin Jin pursed his lips, struggling to turn his dad's hefty body over. He tried to find a position to lift him off the ground, but Lin Jin's strength was pitifully inadequate, probably comparable to an average girl's. He simply couldn't drag an adult man off the floor.
"What a hassle" Lin Jin muttered, scratching his hair and tilting his head as he looked at his dad, who wasn't sleeping very peacefully.
He tried to lift his dad up, but even though his dad might weigh less than 65 kilograms, Lin Jin's slender arms were absolutely no match for the task. Moreover, fearing that he might wake his dad, he didn't dare to use too much force. As a result, after much effort, all he managed to do was get his dad to change his position on the floor a couple of times.
"How about you just sleep on the floor?" Lin Jin sighed. In the past, even though it was difficult to move his dad to the bed, with some effort, he could manage. Now, however, he couldn't even pull him up.
Recently, cold weather had affected the entire Fujian region, and Lin Jin was somewhat worried that his dad would catch a cold sleeping on the floor in the dead of winter.
There was no vomit on his dad, just a strong smell of alcohol, so there wasn't a risk of dirtying the blanket. Lin Jin decisively ran to his dad's bedroom and moved his blanket and quilt to the living room.
After laying the blanket neatly on the floor, he managed to roll his dad onto it and covered him with the heavy quilt. With that, his job was more or less done.
He turned to head to the bathroom to wash up but suddenly heard a noise from his dad. Turning back, he saw that his dad seemed to find the quilt too hot and had kicked it off.
Feeling utterly helpless, Lin Jin went back and laid the quilt horizontally over his dad's stomach. Then, abruptly, his dad turned over and began retching, vomiting out a bunch of random stuff.
Lin Jin felt he was entirely his dad's babysitter, or even acting like his wife.
"What kind of sins did I commit in my past life?"
Fortunately, the vomit hadn't soiled the blanket. Aside from some residue on his dad's nose and mouth, there wasn't much mess on him.
Running to the bathroom, Lin Jin grabbed a mop and a damp towel. He wiped his dad's face and then mopped the floor clean. Even in the middle of winter, he was sweating.
"Lin Jin."
"Dad, are you awake now?" Lin Jin looked at his dad disdainfully, rolling his eyes. "You drank a little less this time, huh? You woke up after just vomiting once."
"Uh..." His dad shifted his gaze back to the ceiling, staring blankly at the light fixture above.
"If you're awake, go take a shower and sleep" Lin Jin stood up, speaking irritably. "I don't have time to waste on you here."
Even though he didn't really have anything to do after returning to his room, Lin Jin was just impatient with his dad.
Looking after his dad once or twice when he's drunk was one thing, but eight or ten times was simply too much. Especially since Lin Jin had been the one to take care of him every time he got drunk after his parents divorced.
"Alright." His dad sat up, holding his head. He still looked very drunk, swaying even while sitting. He tried to stand but only got halfway up before collapsing back down, looking at Lin Jin as if seeking help.
"If it's really not possible, just go to sleep."
Though his words were harsh, Lin Jin still extended his hand to help his dad up. Fearing that his dad might stumble and fall while walking, he wrapped his arm around his dad's neck and supported his heavy body as he led him into the bedroom.
"Go to sleep." Lin Jin put his dad on the bed, standing there looking at him.
The bedroom was as barren as it could be, with only a bed and a wardrobe. At around twenty square meters, it was even emptier than Lin Jin's own room.
"Mm" His dad lifted his head, hesitating with his mouth opening and closing, but never actually continuing to speak.
After bringing the quilt back onto the bed, Lin Jin feared his dad would question him about his looks. Although his dad wasn't blacked out at this point, his thoughts were probably still not clear due to the alcohol. Who knew what might happen in the heat of the moment.
So, when he saw that look of curiosity in his dad's eyes, he turned and walked away.
"Lin Jin! How come you've changed so much since going to college?"
What the f*ck?! Can’t hide anymore!
