Dawn Redemption

Not every German is a massacre demon, as the rumors say.

It is not only the tired little soldiers who flash their desire for peace in an instant.

Noah relaxed his normally tense shoulders and back, sat casually on the sofa, and watched a video of congratulating the New Year on TV.Ilsa next to her was holding the rabbit doll, chewing candy to groom the doll's fur.Greta watched her daughter, sitting relaxed but graceful.

If that person was here, maybe he would like the atmosphere like this?

The delicate face appeared in front of his eyes.

He knew his feelings for him, but he didn't reject it.I just don't know how to face it.After all, no matter how high-sounding the reason is, all the reasons are planted by him himself.

That night, it was originally intended to punish him.But after that, it became more and more difficult to restrain.That person who was usually as cold as an iceberg cried out weakly and panted and begged him for mercy, but he didn't know that those pleadings and groans bound him tighter and tighter...

Can't break free, can't escape, who should it be?

After being alienated by him, she still instinctively wanted to get closer.After today's invitation was rejected, he would be a little disappointed.

But if this allowed him to live on the original track, then the ending would be considered satisfactory.I don't know if this is enough to offset what I owe him?After all, everything is intertwined, and when he finds out, he already owes him too much.

He looks out the window.With the curtains drawn, even if there is no outside, there is only darkness.Noah knew that there would be parties and carnivals at the barracks tonight, but he didn't know...how is it now?

"Dad." Ilsa rubbed her eyes and hugged the little rabbit tightly, "I'm a little sleepy."

Noah kissed Ilsa's little face: "Will you hold on for a little longer? You can go to bed after twelve o'clock."