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There are several rows of cupboards with dusty wine in the basement of the mansion, all of which are private collections of his uncle. In fact, Justin has not dabbled much in wine. The last time he was invited to a wine tasting, he remembered that he still had red wine at home.A thin layer of ash was attached to the window glass. Wolfgang leaned over, and through the gray film, he found that there were some rare red wines inside, especially the wines produced in excellent years, some of which were hard to come by. .

Justin took out the window key, pushed the glass away, covered his mouth, and let the dust disperse.

"Which bottle do you like? Take whatever you want."

Taking out a bottle, Wolfgang looked at it carefully, and sighed, "You may not know how precious these wines are."

Justin raised his shoulders and said, "I know some red wines from French regions, but I haven't heard of those from Germany."

"Are you sure I can take it casually? I think your uncle will be hurt." Although Wolfgang brought up the second and third bottles, Justin leaned on the high table, seeing that Wolfgang couldn't put it down, he was glad At that time, it was decided to keep these collections.

"It would be a real waste to leave people like me who don't understand wine."

"So, Justin, I'd like to have a drink to appetize first, okay?"

"no problem."

Then he called the servants, brought the wine decanter and two polished wine glasses, and the two of them leaned against the table, sipped the wine, and chatted about the interesting things about fishing during the day.

In the early morning, before dawn in the east, I took a yacht out to the ocean. After a day, I harvested a lot of seafood. Although I was exhausted, I didn't forget to taste it while it was fresh.Good food needs to be paired with good wine. Justin thought of the dusty wine in the mansion's kiln, so he proposed to come to his house and have his French private chef take the lead in cooking.

During the meal, Wolfgang talked about how to taste wine. He has a unique way of appreciating wine. This red wine is like perfume. The taste is divided into front, middle and back. Sometimes you can feel the aroma of fruity, floral and oak barrels.The aftertaste is long, which Wolfgang believes is the essence of a glass of wine.

Unknowingly opened three bottles of red wine, Wolfgang is really accomplished in wine tasting, speaking of many ways, Justin also fell in love with wine, but this cannot change the fact that he has a poor drinking capacity, he reminded himself to exercise restraint , I was still a little fuzzy in the end.

Rubbing his forehead, Justin felt that his body movements were out of touch with his thinking, and Wolfgang next to him was still sending food into his mouth lightly, God is really unfair, this man didn't change his face.

"Hey, did you hear what I was saying?"

"Sorry, I'm drunk."

He tried to stand up, but failed to support the table with his hands, and Wolfgang held it just in time.

"I want to sleep."

"Okay, today is too hard, you lie down and rest for a while, I will ask someone to make the bed."

Turning around to leave, there was a force on his wrist, Justin, who was lying drunk by the table, held him, Wolfgang's heart trembled, he held it back, and leaned closer and asked, "What's the matter?

"Where are you going?"

Justin murmured, his slightly closed eyes filled with drunkenness.

"Don't you want me to leave your side?"

Justin seemed to be stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and said, "It's really cunning to ask me like that."

In the evening of late spring, when the night is neither dark nor light, the one you love is fascinated in front of you, and you care about his going or staying like a child. This scene is a luxury for Wolfgang. He is not greedy, nor demanding, and even Reserved a way out for this relationship.

I don't know if Justin will remember these words at this moment when he wakes up tomorrow.

"May I be with you forever, Justin."

Half squatting, Wolfgang looks at his admirer piously like a medieval knight, and swears his love.In Justin's eyes, there seemed to be a stream of light at this moment.

"I love you."

Lifting it up, the kiss fell on the back of the hand for a long time.

Light astringent skin fragrance.

At the last scene of the memory, they seemed to be kissing, and they naturally approached each other, crossed their lips, and licked them forgetfully.

Justin was lying between the mattresses, short chirping birds could be heard faintly outside the door, and the doors and windows were closed, looking far away, just like the end of this drunken memory, the passionate kiss made Justin doubt its authenticity.

Wolfgang's lips were much softer than expected, and this kiss was also sweeter than expected. A lover's kiss is probably the strongest wine in the world, making one intoxicated.

At breakfast time, Justin sliced ​​the grilled sausage, and he was still savoring it. He remembered the taste and touch. Justin hoped that all this would happen, but he still had some concerns. He really had no experience in falling in love with a man, and he might still Not quite ready.

But it was nothing, Justin could foresee that one day, he would fall for this man, and they would be destined to be inseparable.

Justin put down the knife and fork, sipped scented tea, the tea smelled long in his teeth, and the sun was shining outside the window.

A few days later, Justin received an urgent telegram from his native France.

The caller was Justin's own sister, Yin Wa. Bad news came from Orleans. His mother accidentally fell off a horse and her spine was damaged. The situation is not optimistic. Justin must return home quickly.Since there is no airport in Orleans, in order to save time, Justin bought a non-stop flight from Hamburg to Paris that day, and then drove back to Orleans overnight.

When he arrived at the hospital, he hadn't closed his eyes for nearly 24 hours. His mother on the hospital bed was much thinner and older than he remembered. With tears in his eyes, Justin held her hand. Seeing that she was breathing steadily and sleeping peacefully, he was at ease. Bedside rest.

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm late. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine. The operation went well. Did it make you anxious? Look at you, your eyes are full of red blood."

"I want to hug you."

Afraid of hurting his mother, Justin pressed against her cheek and stroked her shoulder.Time flies by quickly, and the time flowing on his parents is even more ruthless. Justin has lived in a foreign country for more than three years, and only went home to visit his parents twice during this period.Justin decided to shirk everything and accompany his mother wholeheartedly.

She took turns taking care of her younger siblings, and her mother was discharged from the hospital two weeks later.The days of returning to the manor to recuperate are quite leisurely. My mother often sits under the vine trellis, meticulously crocheting and weaving baby bears for Eva's three-year-old daughter.

Justin was by the side, chatting with his mother to relieve boredom. She was keen to learn about her brother Ralph, and she also missed the Germany that raised her. From childhood to adulthood, there were endless interesting stories that happened in that land. .

"Are you still single now? Have you met someone you like?"

"Well."

Justin looked relieved. At that moment, he thought of Wolfgang.

"We're not officially together yet."

"Have you been away for so long, have you contacted the other party?"

"I wrote a letter, but I haven't received a reply yet."

"Do you miss it?"

Justin nodded, shook his head again, and said, "It's okay, just report your safety."

Mother held Justin's hand, patted it gently, and said with a smile, "Go back."

It was already mid-August when I returned to Hamburg, and the letters I mailed fell into the sea, and there was no reply from the beginning to the end. Justin wrote in the letter that he would stay in Orleans for one or two months until his mother recovered from her injuries, and expressed his condolences. Wolfgang, who has always been decent and meticulous in his work, should reply to him in time.

It was really confusing, and gradually, the confusion turned into anxiety.

Justin had to return early, without any time to rest, and drove straight from the airport to Wolfgang's mansion. He had to meet Wolfgang immediately.

Stepping up the steps, Justin knocked on the door.After a while, the door half opened to one side, and a familiar face appeared, Wolfgang's butler.

"Sorry for my abrupt visit. Is Wolfgang at home?"

The butler shook his head. He invited Justin into the house to speak, and suggested that the driver drive the car away. The license plate might reveal Justin's identity.

"Mr. Moore, you should go home first. It's hard to say that someone is watching nearby."

"What do you mean?"

"During your absence, Mr. Insel was arrested and imprisoned."

Justin almost lost his footing. He looked suspiciously at the butler, which had no sense of reality. Wolfgang must be testing him again, making him anxious and forcing him to confess.

"Arrested and imprisoned?"

"Yes, sir."

"Wolfgang broke the law?"

Justin had a look of disbelief.

"Just kidding..."

Justin walked to the spiral staircase, looked up at the cascading stairs, and shouted, "Wolfgang, what is this? Are you punishing me for leaving without saying goodbye?"

The voice diffused in the huge mansion, and only the lingering echo responded. Justin grasped the railing of the escalator tightly, leaving thin sweat stains. He stepped up the stairs, walked around from the living room to the study room, and then walked from the study room into the dining room and bathroom. , master bedroom, guest room...

"Okay, you won! I was so anxious that I went straight to your house as soon as I got off the plane. Are you satisfied?"

"Mr. Moore, calm down, please listen to me."

The butler followed, and Justin walked so fast that he couldn't keep up.

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor, and the basement... At the end, Justin sat on the stairs of the loft, tired and out of spirits.

"Mr. Moore, Mr. Yin Seer entrusted me to tell you."

The butler was out of breath.

"While you were away from Germany, the Führer shot the stormtrooper Ernst Rohm and ordered the arrest of homosexuals. But you are innocent, Mr. Moll, and you must make your case. You are Mr. Insel My best friend, there is only friendship between you, and he doesn't want you to be implicated in this."

Justin covered his face.

"When was he arrested?"

"On the night of July 24th, several Gestapo broke in with their guns and took Mr. Insel away. Mr. Foreknowledge that he would be tracked down. He originally planned to go back to Abramlotz to avoid the wind, but unfortunately, it was too late."

"Wolfgang."

Justin murmured the name, still hoping that it was just a bad farce and that he would forgive Wolfgang.

"Is that why the house looks so empty? What about the other servants?"

"They are all dismissed. My husband gave me a sum of money and told me to wait for you to come back. After that, I will keep the key to the gate of the mansion. My husband doesn't want to tell his parents the truth, so I have to keep it."

"How much is your monthly salary?"

"Ok?"

"I'll keep paying, please stay here and don't make it look lifeless."