[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

Such naughty and childish movements seemed particularly uncoordinated on Weitzman, and it was hard for the boy to say anything, so he nodded and followed him.In the cold and howling wind of a winter night, the two of them were among the crowd, their hands crossed to keep each other warm.Weitzman occasionally turned his head to say something to the boy, raised his arms and pointed to the distance, and the boy nodded slightly in response.The exhaled breath formed a mist in the air and came out of his mouth.His cheeks were frozen red and he still didn't say a word, just followed Weitzman.

"Sister! I want Tangtang!" A boy not far away tugged at the sleeve of a girl who was not much older than him, and cried while standing next to the candy cart by the roadside with tears in his eyes.

"Stop making trouble! If you hadn't said you would come out, I wouldn't have come out at all!" The girl's voice was filled with impatience, "How could I possibly buy you something!"

Hearing this, the boy sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

"Can you go! If you don't go, I will go!" The girl shook off the boy's hand and left angrily.The boy cried louder.

Just as Weizman was about to pull the boy to the side road, he felt the boy let go of his hand, walked over, and squatted in front of the boy to watch.The boy watched by his empty eyes was too scared to cry, and he wanted to step forward to rescue him.I saw the boy get up and grab a handful of candies from the candy cart, and spread them out in front of the boy.

"Thank you, brother." Weizman helped the boy up, and wiped his dirty face with a tissue on his body.

"Thank you brother, thank you uncle." The boy said shyly, then grabbed the candy from the boy's hand, turned around and ran away.

"You..." The boy grabbed Weitzman's hand again, with an expression of letting him lead him away, which made Weitzman swallow the words he was about to blame.Very speechless. "Do you know that money is such a thing?"

"?what?"

"Forget it, I really lost to you." He paid the candy money to the shopkeeper, and then stretched out his finger to lightly poke the boy's head. "Don't do that next time."

"...Okay, Uncle."

"Alang, do you believe that I spanked your ass?"

Later, they sat down on the seat beside the Elbe River. Weitzman looked up at the stars in the sky without speaking, and the boy did not let go of his clenched hands, and quietly looked at his side face in a daze.

"Alang." He said, turning his head to the side, his eyes softly shining. "What kind of country is Japan.." After speaking, he received it apologetically. "Sorry, I forgot, you—"

"That is a very beautiful country." The boy interrupted him with a slight smile on his lips.Teach him to look up at the sky.The voice said faintly. "Big cherry blossoms in spring surround the whole city, a sea of ​​pink flowers, the chirping of cicadas resounds in summer, the maple leaves are blood-stained in autumn, and the snow is white in winter." He smiled and looked at Weitzman's surprised expression. "Isn't it strange, why do I, who have lost my memory, remember these things when I don't remember that I need to pay for things?"

"Sometimes, it's very strange. Many inexplicable people appear in my memory, men, women and children. It's like the scene just now is very familiar, but I don't know where it happened."

"There is always a person holding the needle and telling me not to be afraid, while stabbing it hard into my chest." He put his hand on the chest. "It's obviously very painful here, but there is no wound."

"Hey, Xiaobai."

"If one day, it's like before. Kill me." His voice was flat without any trembling or fear, as if he was stating objective facts.

"You..." Although Weizman didn't know what happened to the boy, he knew that this kind of anxiety and insecurity would even cause him to go crazy after being stimulated.This is a type of depression.

"If there is such a day." He opened the neckline under the gaze of the young man.He took off the turquoise pendant that had been hanging around his neck for many years, and lifted it up with his hands to show it in front of the boy.

"This hanging chain was given to me by my grandmother. He once told me that no matter what happens, people must always move forward. God may not bless you, but there is always a belief that can make you fearless."

"I wear this lanyard around my neck, even though my parents died and I was displaced. But I always believed that my sister could give me everything. For me, my sister replaced the illusory theology."

"My sister was my belief." His voice was soft but full of pity.Let the young people cannot extricate themselves. "I give you this necklace with my faith. Aaron, what is your faith?"

"I..." The young man lost his mind for a moment, and Weitzman leaned over and hung the necklace around his neck, which contrasted with his fair skin and was particularly eye-catching.For Weitzman, there is a sense of comfort.

He didn't expect to hear the boy's answer.He just wanted to leave traces in the boy's memory.Even if he is not by his side in the future, he will still be able to walk on with strength.

He patted the boy on the head, got up and pretended to be relaxed and walked to the railing of the Elbe River. "Aaron, I hope you will be happy." Forget those unbearable memories that were unknown.

He regretted, regretted that he deliberately detoured to approach the research institute before, causing the boy to lose control, and regretted using the boy because his sister's experiment had not progressed.He is just a child, without any sin at all.

After releasing the runaway boy out of the car, panic and anxiety were his real emotions.Seeing the boy trembling because of lack of security, pity and distress are his most sincere feelings.The teenager was able to express his thoughts clearly, and he was even more delighted and shocked.

After all, he chose to hurt the boy, but he still pretended that the matter had nothing to do with him, and he still longed for the boy's dependence, hoping that the boy would be by his side.He didn't want to take care of the experiment anymore, nor did he want to ask about any country's affairs.Take the boy away and wait until the weather is calm before coming back.It's just that it's impossible.

It is impossible for him to abandon everything as an important scientific researcher at such a critical juncture.Never fleeing, this is the glory of the Germans.

"Alang, after you go back...you can leave." He said decadently, although he was reluctant, but he was helpless.

"Are you asking me about my beliefs?" The boy's voice sounded behind him.The warm body was attached to him in the next second, and Weitzman's body stiffened instantly.The boy wrapped his arms around him. "I'm a man of no faith." He closed his eyes and pressed his cheek against his back.With his characteristic hoarse voice mixed with youthful waxy voice, he called Weitzman's name for the first time.

"Witzman. Can you be my religion?"

What?He didn't expect the boy to say such a thing, and he was speechless for a while.But the boy urgently needed an answer, so he vigorously turned his body around and faced him, feeling a little anxious. "Don't you want to?"

"No, it's not." He replied blankly.

The seriousness on the boy's face faded away, and he let out a sigh of relief. "Very good……"

"Alang!" He grabbed the boy's shoulder with a strange expression on his face. "Do you know what you're saying? I—"

"I know." The boy received it, and then chuckled in relief. "Isn't it just to become an experimental subject and accept the experiment?"

"you--"

"I don't care," he said. "I have many faces in my head, but I only know you."

"Where can you let me go?"

Weitzman didn't speak, but looked into the boy's eyes.Just like in the beginning, there is no change in the eyes whose pupils cannot focus, and he can actually see sadness in them.

The boy's face magnified infinitely in his sight.He couldn't think.

The young man stood on tiptoe, tightly holding the skirt of his chest, and raised his chin slightly.The light-colored lips touched his, seeing that he didn't respond at all, as if he had made up his mind, he stood on tiptoe and repeated the action just now.Only the tip of his tongue protruded slightly, and lightly licked the man's dry lips.But the man pressed him against the railing as if he had turned on an electric switch, and kissed him fiercely.He could feel the ferocity of the white teeth being pried open, so that he forgot to resist, and his eyes widened.

The white teeth were pried open, and the man's tongue was like a landlord searching for property, without leaving a single gap, it fit so tightly that he forgot to breathe.The palate was licked, and the boy snorted through his nasal cavity like an electric shock, with a strong urge. "Um....."

Xiao Hei saw that the boy's legs were weak and he couldn't help rubbing against Weitzman.Indescribably seductive.If at this moment his favorite knife was "reasonable", he would definitely not be able to resist drawing the knife and slaughtering the boy.

As soon as the kiss was over, Weitzman looked at the young man with a blushing face who hung on his body weakly and breathed heavily, his eyes were drowning softly. "Why are you doing this?"

"What...why?" The boy shyly turned his face to one side, but exposed his already red ears. "Just do what you want."

Weitzman laughed and embraced the boy. "Well, it's getting late. It's time to go back."

[This boy...why didn't I hear Xiaobai mention it? ] Xiao Hei finally raised this question.Shi Ban remained silent, but ultimately helpless. 【It's his own wish. 】

[Who would wish that they would not leave traces in the world? 】

【…】

He felt the boy's dependence on Weitzman, and also felt Weitzman's care for him.It's just that Weitzman's love is mixed with too many things he doesn't understand, just like Xiaobai decades later.It's just that for Xiaobai, it is more difficult to understand because of the precipitation of vicissitudes.

【Stone, didn't you mean to unlock my memory seal? 】

【Why.. I will see everything about this boy and Xiaobai. 】

[…] Slate did not speak.Xiao Hei was also silent, so he could only follow Weitzman and the boy and walk back.

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_(:з」∠)_I am not in hydrology, this is foreshadowing 233333