Dawn Redemption

On the second day after he came back, he hadn't even finished washing his clothes, so he immediately returned to the original schedule, spending the first half of the year in a smooth and uneventful manner.

This is not surprising, after all, his chief is Noah von Seifert.If there is no such tight arrangement, Finn will feel uncomfortable.

Since returning to Auschwitz, Noah seems to have been in a bad mood.Finn hoped it was an illusion.Noah was used to covering it up with Finn, but it wasn't hard to tell from how hard he forced himself to work late into the night, and when Finn casually glanced past a trash can and saw a huge pile of cigarette butts inside.

It all seemed to stem from that secret conversation at Dachau with Commander Beckmann.But Fein didn't know the content so far. After returning, even after a few months, Noah still didn't tell him, and he didn't even mention it.

Noah never spends time at work getting close to his little one.So, as before, after lunch break, Finn listened to Noah's office arrange a task and then left to go to the camp.After walking out of the office, he turned around and closed the door, but when he turned to continue walking, he heard a faint sound of a lighter.

For a moment he wanted to open the door and go in again, but he held back and left the mansion with strides.

He wandered around the camp aimlessly, he just needed to check the watchtowers and checkpoints when he passed by.

The afternoon should be the busiest time, but the busyness is limited to the factories. The prisoners are organized to produce various products needed by the empire in various factories.Finn walked outside and met almost no one.

So when he came to a relatively remote path and saw the sneaky little boy as soon as he turned a corner, Finn was surprised.No matter how young the children were, as long as they were not sent directly to the gas chambers by being classified as "unworkable" at the beginning, they all had to work on time, without exception.If he met the former Finn, coupled with the not-so-pleasant mood, maybe Finn might be the last face he saw.

But Finn's state of mind has been very different from the past.He stopped around the corner and nothing stopped him.Apart from drawing the gun, he didn't know what else to do. Besides, he was curious about what the boy was going to do.

The boy trotted cautiously around, and when he came, Fern hid behind the corner of the house so he wouldn't see him.

But when Finn saw the side face of the boy when he turned his head, he suddenly realized that he had seen him before.He was a very handsome boy, with fine features, though with the gloom that all prisoners have.The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, and Fein couldn't help but think of himself at this age, with the same sad expression in the mirror.

However, when Finn first met him, he was far from what he is now.Maybe that's why it took a while for Fern to realize it wasn't the first time he'd seen him.

That was also when Fern happened to pass by and saw one or two prison guards beating the boy.He went up to inquire and learned that it was because the boy stole food while working in the kitchen.There were so many people in the kitchen, no matter how careful the guards were, there would be omissions, and he would not be discovered if he ate secretly, but he greedily hid two pieces of bread in his clothes and wanted to take them away. Naturally, he was caught in exchange for a severe beating.

Finn had just seen the loaves fall around the boy, soiled and filthy.He knew that the prison guards didn't care about the bread at all, they just wanted to find a chance to vent their anger.

The boy had been knocked down to the ground, dying, his skin was gray, and he didn't have the vitality that he should have at his age.His hair was shaved and his eyes were sunken.With his skinny limbs, he couldn't get up from the ground at all, and the tattered prison uniform stuck to his chest, almost revealing the shape of his ribs.

But now that Fern saw him, his complexion looked much better, his cheeks were plumper and smoother than before, and his hair had almost grown out.Although the prison uniform was still worn on his body, it looked very old from the degree of fading, but it was very clean, unlike other prisoners whose clothes were covered with stains.

That made Fein even more puzzled. He kept following the boy in a strange way, watching him pass through a small half of the residential area, and walked to a building. He looked around vigilantly and saw no one walked in quickly.

It was a building dedicated to prisoner guards, and sometimes the rude noise from inside was noisier than the dormitory of the guards.

Generally speaking, the SS will not deliberately trouble the prison guards.Finn hesitated for a while at the door of the building, and finally walked in by a ghost.He tried to keep his footsteps as light as possible, the sound of the little boy running up the stairs completely covered up the sound of his footsteps.Following the sound, Finn heard him turn into the corridor on the third floor, and he also walked up the stairs. After a while, he poked his head out, just in time to see the door that was forcefully closed after the boy entered.

It was too strange to go up and knock on the door directly, and it was tantamount to declaring that he had followed all the way.Finn was still a little reluctant to lose his military airs in front of these felons, but he did follow here with the intention of investigating.How can a child mention his treatment so well in a few months? It stands to reason that he must not be able to pay the bribes to the prison guards.

Finn slowly approached the door, and suddenly heard a voice from inside, and he almost took a step back in surprise, unprepared.As if to prove that what he heard was his hallucination, Finn calmed down, put his doubts back together, and turned his head to put his ear close to the door panel.

Such sneaky behavior was too strange for Finn, but he didn't think about it for a while.After holding his breath for a few seconds, he heard clearly again.

He wouldn't reject being intimate with Noah, but in the final analysis, he was still relatively conservative in his bones.Hearing the boy's unrestrained screaming and crying, Finn suddenly began to regret why he did such a stupid thing as eavesdropping.

He couldn't hear the emotion in the boy's voice, whether it was enjoyment or pain.No matter how good the treatment for the prison guards was, they were still prisoners in the outside world, and there were only iron canopy beds that looked and sounded weak in the room.Listening to the creaking sound that was clear across a door, Finn could probably imagine what kind of picture it should be inside.

After the boy's voice weakened slightly as if exhausted, Finn heard the low humming and the occasional obscenity of the prison guard.He had an impression of the voice, but he couldn't match the face, so he didn't know who it was.

He felt like he was frozen at the door like a stone statue for a long time, until all the voices inside disappeared for a long time before he woke up and reached out to knock on the door.

He regretted it the moment he knocked on the door, he didn't know what to say at all, wouldn't that just show that he was following him?But before he could think clearly, the door opened.

Inside the door frame was a familiar face to Finn, but Finn had no memory of this person's name at all.He probably didn't expect that Finn would come suddenly. The man was disheveled, and the belt around his waist was not fastened, hanging on his sides listlessly.

Only then did Finn realize that he didn't need to be anxious at all. He underestimated the deterrent power of his military uniform in the camp, because the prisoner guard in front of him was obviously more anxious than him.

In fact, Fein had heard about this kind of thing, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he ignored it.Due to the privilege of guarding the prisoners, the defenders naturally turned a blind eye, but with the crowds blocking the door, he still couldn't help worrying about what would happen next.Especially Fein's expression is really unpredictable. Judging from the little contact with him, he is not an easy person to deal with.

Finn glanced at him, didn't speak, looked over his shoulder into the room.Prisoners and guards live alone or in pairs, but there is only one single room.There is only one canopy bed in this room, and the little boy is sitting curled up on the bed at this moment.His hair was disheveled and he was wearing a blanket. Judging from the two bare legs protruding from the blanket, his body should also be naked under the blanket.

Holding a cup of steaming drink in his hand, he raised his head as if sensing when Finn was looking at him, and his eyes were on Finn.At that moment, he seemed to shrink back in fear, but he never avoided Finn's gaze.

That made Finn feel very uncomfortable, as if he was the intruder from outside, destroying the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Fein immediately looked away, and even though his heart was in a mess, he still pretended to be calm and said to the prisoner: "I heard something going on here when I passed by downstairs, come up and have a look. Your name is..."

"Schuwartz," the guard said hurriedly.

"Mr. Schwartz." Fein glanced behind him to signal, in fact, he didn't dare to look at the boy again, "It's better not to be too indulgent during working hours." "Okay, okay, sir .” Schwartz also didn’t dare to look into the eyes under the brim of Finn’s hat.

No matter how great the power is, it is still under the power control of the SS, and no matter how upset people are, they will not be stupid enough to have any conflicts with them.

And Finn was also eager to get away, without saying anything, looked Schwartz up and down, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Put your pants on." Schwartz quickly lowered his head, and hurriedly adjusted his belt , but when he looked up while fastening the pin button, he found that Finn had left.The only sound in the empty corridor was the sound of his footsteps getting smaller and smaller as he descended the stairs.

Finn walked out of the building quickly.The air outside was much fresher than in the corridor, and it surrounded him in an instant, but there was no way to calm him down.

There is still a corner of the concentration camp without people inhabited in front of my eyes, but I still keep repeating the scene just now in my mind, lingering.

He is not unprepared.He had heard other people say this kind of thing before, but he didn't care at all at the time.It is impossible for such a child to withstand such high-intensity labor and long-term hunger, let alone pay the high bribes offered by the guards.If they didn’t do this kind of thing, what awaited them would be to be selected into the queue to be sent to the gas chamber during a certain roll call, or simply die directly in a corner of the crowded barracks that is difficult to be noticed.They have no choice.

Finn stopped and stood where he was. Suddenly, for the unknown number of times, he remembered Noah standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at him with those deep pool-like brown eyes, and telling him earnestly that whether it was them or In this place in this era, everything we do and endure is for survival.Whether it was he who tried so hard to put a cold mask on himself to cut off all warmth and bury his humanity deep in his heart, or this little boy, at such a sunny age, was willing to engage in such activities with the prison guards. It's in exchange for a little better treatment.

He remembered the boy's expression again, just surprised by Fern's sudden arrival, and before that, his face had only numbness.I don't know how many times he had acted like this before, so that his shame was completely stripped away, and he was more like a doll purely used for obscenity, with eyes made of buttons looking at himself coldly everything that happened.Regarding the blanket wrapped around him, and the drink he held in his hand, which other prisoners could not even touch, he just enjoyed it logically, as if he deserved it all.

Is it worthwhile to give up your heart and morality in order to survive?Which is more important, life or humanity?Without life, humanity cannot exist without attachment; without humanity, life is like a candle without a wick, and life is like death.

The sudden splitting headache made Finn almost unable to stand still, and some clips replaced the little boy in front of his eyes. Backtracking from the back to the front, he saw the scene of looking at Noah in the restaurant, and driving with Noah on the country road. The picture of driving, the picture of waking up in his arms... until that night, when he was exhausted, Noah opened the document package with his name and "Pure-blood Germanic" written on it screen.

He lived so easily and without any scruples during this time, that's when he started.His ease is all based on his relationship with Noah.

Finn slapped his forehead fiercely. He knew that the more he thought about it, the more absurd he became, but he couldn't help it, and would continue to move forward along the inertia of his thoughts.Could it be that his dependence on Noah is actually his desire to live?

Where is the relationship between them?Why would he like this man?Why do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?

Why does he... seem to be the same as that boy?

The sudden soreness in my heart made it seem like something was frozen in my chest.He turned around and ran back in the direction he came from.Fortunately, it was working time, no one would notice him, although he would not care.He was very eager to see Noah, even if it might interfere with his work, even if he still had patrol tasks, he couldn't wait to see him.He wants to prove something.

Finn ran to the courtyard of Noah's mansion, but just in time to meet Florian who came out of it.Noah's life is relatively independent, and he doesn't need other people's arrangements. Florian is Noah's orderly, but he is usually only responsible for his driver. Ah and Noah got closer.He had never seen Florian appear in Noah's mansion, and seeing him coming out of the door at this moment, he felt a little puzzled.

"Florian!" Finn still called out to stop him, Florian stopped in front of him, and his anxious expression made Finn even more puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"I'm helping the commander deliver the letter."

Finn glanced down, but saw nothing, Florian's hands behind his back.In the past, all Noah's letters, whether official or private, were sent and received by Finn.Handing it over to Florian this time, he had an intuition that Noah did it on purpose.

After he came back from the outside, he felt vaguely that Noah was hiding or planning something.

"Letters have always been sent and received by me." Finn didn't want to beat around the bush, and said directly to Florian, "What letter? Show me."

"But Commander..."

"give me."

Florian sighed, took out the letter from behind and handed it to Finn.Finn lowered his eyes and turned the envelope over to look at its front.

One glance is enough to grasp all the information contained in the few lines on the cover.But at that moment his hands trembled, and it took almost all of his strength to squeeze the thin envelope tightly, preventing him from falling from his fingertips.

It came again, the feeling that should have disappeared.

In that kind of world, everything doesn't feel the slightest chill to itself.