Chapter 35 Cube 5...unfortunately the drink my father asked me to drink was very sweet...

I was sitting in the backseat of the car, reading a bun book, when my father suddenly told me that I was going to Athens soon.So, I returned to the real world from the magic island. With the help of a map, Dad took a lot of effort and finally found the Athens City Tourist Office.I sat in the car, watching the Greeks walking down the street, while my father stayed in the tourist center, looking for a suitable hotel. When he came back, he grinned happily. "Hotel Titania," he said, grinning, as he climbed into the driver's seat. "The hotel has vacancies and parking lots. Of course it is very important. But I also told the people at the tourist center that we were going to spend a few days in Athens to see the famous Acropolis. So they arranged this for me. There is an observatory on the roof of the house, and you can see the entire city of Athens."

Dad wasn't exaggerating.Our room was on the twelfth floor, and we had a panoramic view of the city of Athens from the window.However, we still took the elevator to the roof terrace, overlooking the high city standing on the other side of the city of Athens. Dad was shocked by the ancient temple in Gaocheng, and he just stared at him for a long time without making a sound. "Hans Thomas, it's amazing!" he finally exclaimed. "It's amazing." Dad started pacing up and down on the rooftop observation deck.After a while, when he finally calmed down, he asked the waiter to bring him a glass of beer.Our father and son sat on the seat closest to the railing, facing Gaocheng.Soon, the mercury lamps around the temple were lit; in an instant, the whole high city was brightly lit, and my father began to get excited again.

After seeing enough of the night view of Gaocheng, Dad said: "Hans Thomas, let's take a walk in Gaocheng tomorrow, and take a look at the ancient market. I will take you to see the great philosophers who walked and discussed life at the same time. The place of the big questions—unfortunately, these philosophers were concerned with topics that are largely forgotten by us Europeans today.” He began to talk again, talking about the Athenian philosophers.I listened for a while, and couldn't help but interrupt him: "The purpose of our coming here is to find Mommy-Dad, have you forgotten?"

Pa ordered the waiter to bring another glass of beer.This is already the second or third glass. "Of course not," he said. "However, if we don't take a look at Gaocheng first, what should we talk about with our mother after we meet her? Isn't it embarrassing to meet and have nothing to say after so many years apart? Hans Thomas, what do you think of father's Is it unnecessary to worry?" Seeing that the goal of our trip was about to be achieved, I suddenly discovered that my father had always been afraid of meeting my mother.This discovery made me feel very painful-suddenly, I felt that I had really grown up.

I originally thought that as long as we father and son came to Athens and found our mother, everything would be solved.Now I realize that this is not the case. It wasn't Dad's fault that I was slow to catch this: in fact, he mentioned several times during the trip that he wasn't sure he'd be able to bring Mom home.It's just that I didn't hear his overtones at that time.I also didn't expect that our father and son's pursuit would come to nothing in the end. Now I know that my initial thoughts were too naive.I began to feel sorry for Dad, and of course I felt sorry for myself.With mixed feelings, I finally drank the wine.

My father made fun of my mother and the ancient Greeks, and suddenly asked me: "Hans Thomas, would you like a glass of wine? I would really like to have a drink, but drinking alone is not fun." "I don't like drinking." I shook my head. "Besides, I'm not an adult either." "I'll order a drink of your favorite drink," Dad said. "Besides, you are almost an adult, and you are no longer a child." Dad called the waiter over and told him to make me a martini.He himself asked for a glass of Greek liquor. The waiter looked at me, then at Dad, with an expression of disbelief. "Aren't you joking?" he asked.

Dad told him to go and make drinks quickly. Unfortunately, the drink my father ordered me to drink was quite sweet.With ice cubes in the cup, it tastes very cool and refreshing.As a result, I drank two or three cups in a row, my face turned pale, and I fell to the floor. "Oh, boy!" Dad called to me, apologetic in his voice. He carried me into the room.I can't remember what happened afterwards, I only know that when I woke up, it was already the next morning.But I know I didn't get a good night's sleep.Dad, I guess, didn't sleep well either.