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手中的笔没有停下，窗外，仍是一片黑暗。我仍旧注视着那道题，无奈地放下手中的笔，闭上眼睛，轻揉太阳穴，一阵睡意袭来，看看书桌上的时针已经指向一点，叹了一口气，稍稍整理一下东西。

有人进来了，我没有回头看，心想应该是妈妈吧。直到那个身影走到我的书桌旁，轻声地说：“白天贪玩不做作业，现在又熬夜赶作业。都多晚了，快睡吧，明天再做也不迟。”略带责备的语气，我愣了一下，原来是爸爸！我没有答话，反问：“妈呢？睡了么？”他点点头，知道我不打算睡，又问：“要喝茶吗？”我点点头，并不打算出声。

爸爸的身影没有走开，我听见了他的轻微的呼吸声，心里感觉怪怪的。在平时，除了吃饭时间能看到爸爸，见面次数便寥寥无几了，他的经常缺席，我也习惯了，对爸爸的感觉也淡了，多少个日日夜夜，都是妈妈陪伴在我身边，甚至还以为过，爸爸根本不爱我。

想着，却看到桌子上已放着一杯冒着热气的茶，伸手去拿，却不小心触碰到了爸爸的那双手，那一双布满茧子而冰冷的手，抬起头来，第一次认真地观察爸爸，眉头上的皱纹，还有渐渐老化的皮肤，他那劳累不堪的样子让我很是心疼。鼻子酸酸的。多久了，那样这样认真看过爸爸了？当我因为繁忙的学业忙碌的时候吧？我在脑海里拼命寻找关于爸爸的事，竟发现我是这样地不了解他，我甚至连他的生日，他喜欢什么都一无所知，对于他平时的叮嘱，我是多么地不以为然。现在，爸爸老了，我才醒悟过了！我是多么地愚蠢啊！

我端起那杯茶，看着爸爸，说：“爸，要喝茶吗？”爸爸摇摇头。“那你也快点睡吧！明天不是还要早起上班吗？我等会就睡了。”爸爸的身影离开了我的身边，我听到了轻微的关门声。

我停止了手中转动的笔，再次端起了爸爸的茶，噙一口，像把过去对爸爸的不满与抱怨都一饮而尽，茶仍旧热腾腾的，散出的热气进了我的眼眶。

The pen in my hand didn’t stop, and outside the window, it was still a darkness. I still stared at the question, reluctantly put down my pen, closed my eyes, and gently rubbed my temples. A moment of drowsiness came over me, and I looked at the clock on the desk pointing slightly. I sighed and sorted my things a bit.

Someone came in, but I didn’t look back and thought to myself, it should be Mom. Until the figure walked up to my desk and whispered, “I play around and don’t do my homework during the day, and now I stay up late to catch up on my homework. It’s too late, go to bed quickly, and it won’t be too late to do it again tomorrow.” With a slightly reproachful tone, I was stunned for a moment, it turned out to be Dad! I didn’t answer and instead asked, “Where’s Mom? Did you sleep?” He nodded, knowing that I wasn’t planning to sleep, and then asked, “Do you want tea?” I nodded without making any noise.

Dad’s figure didn’t go away. I heard his gentle breathing and felt strange in my heart. In daily life, apart from being able to see my dad during mealtime, I rarely see him again. His frequent absences have made me accustomed to him, and my feelings for him have faded. For many days and nights, my mom has been by my side, even thinking that my dad doesn’t love me at all.

Thinking about it, I saw a steaming cup of tea on the table and reached out to get it. However, I accidentally touched my father’s hands, which were covered in calluses and cold. I looked up and observed my father carefully for the first time. The wrinkles on his brows and the aging skin made me very distressed. The nose is sour. How long has it been since you took Dad so seriously? When I’m busy with my studies, right? I searched desperately in my mind for something about my father, only to find out that I didn’t know him very well. I didn’t even know his birthday or what he liked. I didn’t take his usual advice seriously. Now that my dad is old, I just realized! How foolish I am!

I picked up the cup of tea and looked at my dad, saying, “Dad, do you want some tea?” Dad shook his head. Then hurry up and go to bed, too! Aren’t you going to get up early and go to work tomorrow? I’ll go to bed later. “Dad’s figure left me, and I heard a slight sound of the door closing.

I stopped the pen in my hand and picked up my father’s tea again. I took a sip of it, as if I had swallowed all my past grievances and complaints against my father. The tea was still hot, and the hot air came into my eyes.