Dawn Redemption

Surrounded by small houses with pointed roofs in classical style, about three or four floors, they are connected together.So beyond the bright red hill-like roofs, it is easy to see the tallest building in the distance, the city hall and the clock tower next to it.

It flourished during the Renaissance, although it has been taken away by the emerging industrial city or the political capital over the years, every inch of Augsburg, whether it is the tall clock tower or the children playing in the center of the square The circling fountains still carry the unique classical atmosphere of that era.At the top of the fountain stands the statue of Augustus, with his arms protruding out, and his five fingers spread out as if to control the four directions.On the base are four female statues representing the four rivers. Thin water gushes from their breasts, symbolizing that the mother river gives life to the city.

Finn looked at this strange city in a daze. Compared with Frankfurt where he grew up, it was quieter and more peaceful.There is no sparkling Main River, and there are no chimneys that emit exhaust fumes, and the sky is clearer than any place he recalls.

He sat in the passenger seat in a daze.He didn't tell Noah what happened in the concentration camp yesterday. Fortunately, Gyunthel didn't tell everyone. It seems that except for her and the dead Menenheim, no one else knows.

The car drove on the stone-paved road, and the body bumped up and down with the car, but the expression on his face was still numb.

I also called in advance to book a hotel here. It wasn't until the luggage was settled that Fein suddenly recovered from his daze and became nervous and anxious.

And he wasn't the only one who was disturbed.Seeing Finn turning around in the room like a beast in a cage, Noah sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his fingers under his chin, thought for a long time before saying: "Fin... I thought about it, I still don't want to go with you, do I?"

"What?" Fein's reaction was extremely violent, "Then I want to go alone?"

His reaction was not like he was going to see his dad, but he was going to see the executioner or something.Noah tried to calm him down with a calm tone: "Listen to me, you haven't seen him for so many years, are you sure he can accept...accept that you are with me all of a sudden? And his son is still The one above?" Seeing that Fein was about to explode, he quickly added, "More importantly, there must be a lot of misunderstandings between you, even if I don't think I am an outsider, I also think that the two of you are alone in those things. It would be better to talk."

"So? Are you nervous and afraid to go?" Finn's voice was much louder, and it was hard to say who was more nervous. "I didn't deny that I was also nervous." Noah waved his hand, "Which man is not nervous seeing his father-in-law? And..." Noah was speechless for a long time before choking out the next words: "Your father... only How old am I?"

"Pfft." Fein couldn't hold back a sudden laugh, but it made him feel a little more relaxed.Noah turned his head away a little annoyed, it was the first time Finn saw him in such an embarrassment, he hurried over and sat down next to him and put his hands on his shoulders: "Okay, okay, I understand, I will Go yourself, go and explain it to him yourself."

He tried to use his very uncomfortable, reassuring tone, which sounded a bit like a stiff coaxing.

"When are you going? I'll wait for you here." Noah turned around and asked.Finn glanced at the clock, and the hour hand just moved a little past the number 2: "I'm going now, there's no point in procrastinating, try to come back before dinner."

He stood up and opened the box, pulling an envelope from the compartment.The letter paper inside has been taken out, and only this envelope is brought because it says the specific home address of Fern's father, Eric Yanick, no, it should be Eric Frings now.

"Are you going in your uniform?" Noah's voice came from behind.Since they had breakfast with Beckmann and his Miss Gyunthale in the morning and set off from Dachau after saying goodbye, both of them were still in their military uniforms.Finn clutched the envelope, bowed his head in thought for a while, folded it and put it in his coat pocket. "Wear it." He said softly, straightening his clothes from the collar, "I can't hide from him, what kind of person I am now."

He knew that if he procrastinated, he would only get more and more anxious, and he would go crazy.So after Finn went into the bathroom to straighten his hair, he came out and gave Noah a hasty hug before opening the door and going out.

Finn went to the front desk first and asked the service staff for directions.Coincidentally, the hotel that Noah randomly booked was quite close to his destination, about 10 minutes' walk away.

It means that he can pass without any setbacks, and it means that he has less time to prepare mentally.

Although this decision had been made before departure, he could not allow him to change it, but because of the more important matter of going to the Dachau concentration camp, he kept avoiding thinking about it.

Exit is Maximilian Street, go north and turn right through the Town Hall Square, go straight along Peraberg Street...one, two, three, four, turn right at the fifth intersection.

He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how his father would face him.

In front of you is a whole row of identical red spire houses.Finn took out the envelope again to confirm the address and house number, then followed the house number to find it, and finally stopped at the door of a house.

He stood still at the door, looked at the door and took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm down, but in fact it didn't work because his heart rate didn't slow down.From the door, there is no difference between this house and other houses. As my father said in his letter, after he returned to his hometown, he lived a very ordinary life.

Finn wanted to hesitate, but he reached out and knocked on the door.

He hadn't had any contact with his father before coming here, and he suddenly thought how ridiculous it would be if the people in the house went out.He had to go back and tell Noah that he couldn't find anyone, and then the two of them took a tour of Augsburg before driving back to Auschwitz without any results.

Fortunately, the door was already open when he thought so.The first thing he saw was the corner of the hall.It may be because the sun is still abundant in the afternoon, the lights in the room are not turned on, the curtains are tied on both sides with ropes, and the sun is allowed to pour in from the window to form block-like spots on the floor, and the illuminated passage in the air quietly Flying fine dust.But other than that, the simply decorated interior has no lighting, and it looks very quiet.

Then he turned his gaze back to the woman who opened the door for him.She looked in her 40s, plainly dressed and plain-looking, not nearly as refined and beautiful as his biological mother, Yasmin Yanik.But the moment she opened the door, she smiled, a smile so warm that Finn had never seen before, even though there were already deep fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Hello?" Seeing that the visitor was a strange SS officer, the woman's expression still showed faint worry.

Fern suddenly felt sorry, and he preferred to keep looking at her and laughing.He took off his hat, put it on his chest and lowered his head slightly: "Hello, I'm just looking for someone. Excuse me, Eric Frings...does Mr. Frings live here?" He paused, "I It's Fern Yannick."

The woman didn't have any obvious reaction after hearing this, and she resumed that reassuring smile: "I see, then, come in and sit down first."

It was only when she turned around that Finn noticed from her side that the woman's abdomen covered by the apron had visibly bulged.Finn stared there for a long time before he felt impolite, but the woman had already stepped into the hall without realizing it.

He followed with his big-brimmed hat under his arm, and closed the door behind him.The interior space of the house is very small, much smaller than his former "home" in Frankfurt and Noah's official residence, and the plain furniture is squeezed into this space in an orderly manner.It was quiet inside, the sound of boots on the floor echoing slightly.

Finn stared blankly at every corner here, and suddenly felt a soreness on the bridge of his nose between the corners of his eyes.He really longed for it, but he still couldn't have such a home.

"Here, sit down for a while, Finn. I'll get you something to drink." The woman stood beside the sofa and kindly beckoned him over.Finn was really not used to someone being so polite and gentle to him, and it wasn't forced obedience out of fear of his rank.

He walked over and sat down, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands.The woman went to the kitchen and poured him a glass of water, and put it on the coffee table: "It's a bit hot, don't drink it yet, I'll call him for you."

"Okay, thank you." Fein became cautious under the woman's kind eyes.He thought he knew who this woman was, after all his father had vaguely mentioned it in his letter, and judging from her reaction, she should know who she was too.

Then, in her protruding abdomen, it should be...

The woman made her way up the stairs, and Fern stared at her figure until she disappeared on the second floor.He carefully squeezed the handle to pick up the unpretentious little cup, picked up the small stirring spoon inside, stirred it, blew it, and then took a shallow sip.With a little sweetness, it should be sugar.

He has a sweet tooth and has been like this since he was a child.I don't know if it's just a coincidence, or someone told her.

Finn took small sips of the sweet water that was still a little hot. The steam that kept coming up made his eyelashes moist, but it still couldn't melt his ice-like eyes.

He heard hurried footsteps coming down the stairs, but he didn't look up, just swallowed the sugar water slowly.After the footsteps came down the stairs, they slowed down and approached him slowly.

The sound he heard was extremely trembling, like a fragile string strenuously sending out the last note, and it would simply break if touched lightly.

"Fin?"