mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Hilde Frank)

"I had a dream," I said.

Gritting his teeth, Christian unscrewed the glass jar of jam. He said, "This is raspberry and strawberry, and that bottle is red currant."

I turned the newspaper over, and then, covering my face, I said, "I had a dream."

"Tell me about your dream."

It was very warm inside, but the temperature outside cooled down. It was a windy day, and I was still working from home. Christian is my cousin. His house is very close to where I live. His parents often send him to bring me things.

I closed my eyes under the newspaper, I heard the sound of freshly baked bread being cut, and the smell of ink came in, I said: "There is a man named Ethan, he is Chinese, he is a race car driver A singer, he appeared in my dream, we may be in France, or in Italy, in short, we are walking on the street, it should be a small town with few people.”

Christian is a student at university, majoring in computer science, with a stable personality. He shrank his neck and said, "It can't be a horror story."

"There was a little girl passing by," I said, "and she was holding a big lollipop in her hand. Ethan pointed at the lollipop. I asked him if he wanted it. He said the candy store was a long way away. , we should drive there, but it's really a small town, how far can it be. I asked Ethan to stand there, wait for me to buy it for him, and he said it was going to rain, let me go quickly, I ran for a long time It took a long time to reach the candy store."

"Sold out of lollipops?" Christian asked.

"No," I said, "I got it, and I ran out of the candy store and ran back in the rain for a long, long, long, long time..."

"But I can't find where Ethan was just now."

"Did you find it later?"

"I haven't found it yet, the rain stopped, and the sun came out, but I haven't found it yet."

"Is it over?" Probably, Christian was not that interested in the stories in my dream, so he asked urgently.

I replied: "It's over."

I closed the newspaper and tasted the food Christian brought. He hurried back and we didn't talk any more. I tried to call Ethan again, but no one answered.

In recent days, the work has been extremely heavy. I have to work overtime until late at night, and I have to get up before eight o'clock for meetings. My friends in China told me that I don't need to go back for the time being, but the business trip is coming to an end, and I still want to go back.

The price of the air ticket has increased several times. While I am finishing this work, I am planning the itinerary back to China. Ethan posted on Moments again, with only words and no pictures. He said: I am starting to miss the days on the track. Now Breathability is a luxury.

I wanted to ask how he was doing in the comments, but after thinking about it, he wouldn't answer my calls, and of course he wouldn't reply to me, so we still couldn't get in touch.

I met my old friends from high school in Berlin, a man and a woman. They are now a couple with two children. The man asked me: "I don't come back often now?"

"Basically all in China."

The lady put the shopping bag into the car and asked with a smile: "Now, should I find a Chinese girl I like?"

"No." I smiled and shook my head with her.

"When you were in school, you said you were going to marry a Chinese girl."

I really don't remember when I said such a thing, smiled and said, "Really? I seem to have forgotten."

They took a box of biscuits from the car and enthusiastically asked me to take them back. They also asked: "China can't go back for a while, right?"

"I've bought a plane ticket and will go back soon."

"Be careful, there are viruses there, be careful."

I was suddenly very angry, and I said, "Even if I don't go, there are a lot of people living there, there is a virus there, yes, but there are people I want to see."

I have no reason to condemn them, I just became very emotional suddenly, and Feizi's words sounded repeatedly in my mind.

I don't know what it's like to be in a bad mood for months.

But I'm worried.

When I got the ticket, I posted on Moments, writing: I’ll leave as soon as I say, I’m going back, I want to have a good meal of Sichuan hot pot.

Boarded the plane in the evening, flew from Frankfurt to Shanghai, and arrived the next morning.

Unexpectedly, Ethan actually commented on my post, he said: Chongqing hotpot is the best for laymen.

I said: But for the time being, I can only eat Shanghai hot pot.

My phone has been ringing with family and friends in Germany, but only my mum has answered, and she says everyone is worried about me.

"Sorry, I have to go back," I said, "Don't worry about me, I'll protect myself."

On a cloudy day with faint sunlight, I stayed in a unified isolation hotel, and most of the people who took the flight with me were Chinese living in Germany.

My iPad wallpaper still hasn't changed.

Online office, I need to use it more often, so I can always see Ethan. Once, I watched it for a long time without knowing it. It wasn't until a car honked when it passed by outside the window that I came back to my senses and remembered that I wanted to Find a meeting note from a year ago.

This period of isolation was extremely long.

On a certain day in the past, it was still not cold. At that time, we spent a few complicated days in Zhuhai. The complicated reason was that the relationship between us was not clear, and Ethan's attitude made me puzzled.

Thinking about it now, everything seems to be clear.

But it's too late, isn't it?

I'm not sure what I'm going to save, or what I'm saving, I just want to see Ethan as soon as possible, and I want him to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

There is no reason not to worry about him. In that situation, he, who can't even cook, will definitely not be able to live normally, and even survival will become a problem.

I had a flash of inspiration, and then I began to criticize myself for being stupid. I actually ignored the person I should contact the most.

I quickly called Ms. Zuo, and she said softly, "Long time no contact, Frank, how is the quarantine going?"

"Successful, I... I want to ask Ethan how he is doing recently. I know he is stranded in Wuhan, but I can't get in touch with him, so I'm worried."

"He didn't stay here, he just didn't come back on purpose," Ms. Zuo was very helpless. She sighed twice and said, "I really offended him. I'm not afraid that you will see a joke. Now he doesn't even answer my phone calls. Yes, because of my marriage."

I didn't get any support for this call, but it made Ms. Zuo choke up. I comforted her for a long time, and then ended the call.

I tried to message Ethan again, although many of the previous messages did not respond.

I said: I don’t know if you are watching, your mother is very worried about you now, I contacted her, she has been crying, if you have time, give her a call, as for their marriage, you can choose not to accept of.

I said: I have been staying in the hotel room, it should be the same situation with you, very lonely, I know.

I said: I don't know what I can do to make you happy.

I said: When the epidemic is over, come back to Cologne with me, and experience life in the countryside. There are many fruits, and many small animals, including cats, dogs, and rabbits.

I say.

I am sorry.