卜劳恩又一次失业了。他满大街地转了一天,依然没有找到工作。情绪极度低落的卜劳恩去酒吧坐了半天,直到将身上最后一点钱换了酒喝下肚后,才拖着疲惫的身躯回到家里。可是,家里也不是天堂。他寄予唯一希望的儿子克里斯蒂安并没给他争气,他的成绩居然比上学期还退步了。他狠狠地瞪了克里斯蒂安一眼,再也不想跟他说话,回到自己的房间呼呼大睡起来。当卜劳恩醒来的时候,已是第二天早上。他习惯性地拿起笔写日 Bu Lao once again unemployed. He filled the streets for a day, still did not find a job. Bu Loon emotional depression to the bar to sit for a long time, until the last bit of money for a change of drink after all, before dragging the tired body back home. However, the family is not a paradise. His only hope son, Christian, did not disappoint him, and his performance was actually even worse than last semester. He glared at Cristian fiercely, never wanted to talk to him, and went back to his room to whine and fall asleep. It was already the next morning when Bu Lao woke up. He habitually picked up pen and writing day