father - home

The secret police had ready-made, specially decorated guest rooms in a cheap hotel, but I didn't want to spend my first night in such a noisy and shabby environment.After negotiating with Anders Schulz, he agreed to book another room at the Kempinski Hotel Vierjahreszeiten (Kempinski Hotel Vierjahreszeiten, the most exclusive hotel in Munich founded in 1858.), which was refitted by the secret police, taking into account the privacy of the guests To the hotel's reputation, the secret police agreed to the hotel's request to restore everything to the way it was when they were done.All these costs are entirely borne by me.

I booked three rooms at the Kempinski Four Seasons Hotel, two bedrooms next to each other on the fourth floor, arranged by the secret police in advance, and another two floors downstairs for Yu's uncle.He planned to rest in Munich after the wedding and return to Berlin the next day.

Zhao never asked me, in such a luxurious, comfortable and exquisite room, there are pairs of obscene and greedy eyes peeking out, where would they come from?where?What method?If he did ask, I don't know how to answer, I really don't know.

As soon as you enter the lobby, the hotel manager waiting there will graciously deliver the room key and lead the way for the couple himself.This was all agreed in advance and the hotel manager took care of it himself.It should be said that he has done a good job, his words, deeds and attitude are impeccable, but the eyes and the corners of his mouth flashed from time to time... I think Zhao noticed it, and he chose to ignore it... I can only ignore it, but Anders Schultz, I didn't expect that Anders Schultz gave the manager a hard look, and the hotel manager immediately put on the most respectful and sincere smile on his face.

We didn't follow the newcomers into the elevator, so let's say goodbye in the lobby.

"Okay, let's go up, I know you can't wait." Anders Schulz continued to play his empathetic advantages. "Hey, Mr. Fu, should you carry the bride into the new house?"

I didn't understand what he was trying to do, so I couldn't help but glanced at him, but found nothing.

"This...is it okay?" Zhao laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, looking down at the bride in his arms.His eyes were full of anticipation, begging and even pleading.

Bride smiling and holding bouquet of roses in hands above groom's neck.

The elevator doors closed.

"Happy man!"

I don't know who sent this emotion, one person or many people.

I wanted to send Yu's uncle to the room, which might not happen tomorrow, but was stopped by Anders Schulz.

He pulls me aside. "You know, Baron, the final outcome of Mr. Fu's case depends on his behavior tonight. We don't know what the outcome will be. In this matter, I don't want to have any disagreements with you, so I think you'd better come together."

"What? You mean..." I thought I had heard it wrong, and that was my worst fear.

"Yes, no matter what the result is, I hope you will be convinced. I hope you believe that I have no prejudice against Mr. Fu. I am doing my best to help him, but we must also seek truth from facts, so I hope..."

This is not a hope, but an order. Did he tell his real reason: I hope you will be convinced, no matter what the result is, I have tried my best, and you cannot go back on what you promised me no matter what.

I suddenly felt weak all over, my legs trembled, and I was about to be unable to stand. I almost wanted to kneel down to him and beg him to let me go. No matter what the result was, I would fulfill my promise to him.I will give him the silver sword and beg him not to torture me any more.

"Baron, why do you..."

Anders Schulz stared at me unblinkingly with those eyes hidden under thick eyebrows, trying to see through me, through me.I know I can't say no.Obtaining the silver sword is only one of his goals, the lowest, the least victory.In fact, he has always been suspicious.That is very natural. It is incomprehensible to have such a good relationship between a gay prisoner and an SS military doctor in a concentration camp, not to mention that the prisoner is a Chinese, a pure-bred Aryan. It is unbelievable that a white man would call a yellow man a brother, and there is only one reasonable explanation.Indeed, this explanation is the most reasonable, the most likely, and the most interesting.Anders Schulz is not stupid, once he has some evidence, he can hold my hand, he can blackmail me, make more demands, much more demands than a thoroughbred BMW, and certainly can be satisfied.I can't refuse, I can't be blackmailed by him, and I can't for the sake of Zhao.

"Is this... suitable?" It took me a while to respond, but luckily my voice sounded normal.

"It fits, of course it does. I think it's best."

I bid farewell to Jade's uncle and Joe in the lobby.Yu's uncle was the second secretary at the embassy of the Republic of China, and Qiu happened to have something to discuss with him.

The decoration of Kempinski Four Seasons Hotel is very modern, and the furniture is also very avant-garde, and its biggest feature is that each bedroom has a mural that occupies the entire wall, some are on the ceiling, some are above the fireplace, and some are in the living room. The background wall of the bed.We booked a room with two adjacent bedrooms, and the mural is the background wall of the luxurious big bed.

The two secret police who had been at Augustina's earlier were already in the room.When we entered, they were standing in front of the murals, (the luxurious bed has been removed.) Eyes stuck to the small holes in the murals.It turned out that they made several small holes in the wall, and when their eyes met, they could see clearly the situation in the bedroom on the other side.As for the positions of these small holes, the mural in Zhao's room is a Venetian style "Madonna and Child", with the Virgin, the Holy Child and many little angels with wings.I wonder if these peeping holes are the eyes of those angels?It must be, what a great irony!

I also had to attach the eyes, peeking through the eyes of an angel.I'm not an angel, I can't do this kind of thing, but I have to.

There was a sound of breathing in the ear, and it was the secret policeman wearing glasses who was excited.His face was a little red. The main color of the mural in front of us was blue. His face was indeed red, and his neck was also red. Small hole.He didn't notice me looking at him, but Anders Schulz did.

Anders Schulz tapped me on the shoulder and motioned me to "look next door" with his eyes.He had a serious face, it was serious work, but his eyes were smiling, a triumphant, schadenfreude, sly smile.

Zhao lowered his head, as he did back then, helping Yu untie the buttons made of pearls with great concentration.My God, there are nearly a hundred of them, when will it be solved?Actually not, the vast majority of pearls are just decorations, I couldn't help laughing at myself being too stupid.Slowly opening the front of the skirt, just like at that time, Zhao gently wiped Yu's dress from the shoulders, and the shoulder straps of the corset...

Under the soft light, Yu's body is extremely beautiful.Her hair is like a black waterfall, shining with a faint blue light, her skin is fairer, her shoulders are flat, the lines of her collarbone are clear and perfect, and slender blue blood vessels can be seen in her plump breasts.Her body was firm, full, round, and soft like a rosebud about to bloom.She stood quietly, her body trembling slightly, giving people a feeling that the fingers touching her wonderful flesh could feel the blood flowing under the skin.

Zhao kissed Shangyu's lips, just like that time, soft and soothing.No playfulness, no impulsive attack, only careful tasting, gentle probing.

Zhao kissed down.

Jade puffed out her chest.

Zhao put his hand on Yu's chest.

Yu's body fell backwards.

Zhao supports her.

Zhao buried her head between her breasts...

I wanted to close my eyes, but couldn't.Three voices appeared in my head.

Go on, very well, you're doing great, just like I taught you back then, go on.During the few days on the mountain, I lay under your body more and more, willingly being the bearer, just for today.I would do anything for you, my baby, my love, so good, so good, you're doing so well, I should be relieved, I should be relieved, there's no problem, there's absolutely no problem, it's totally It's a normal pair of bride and groom immersed in happiness.But why does my heart hurt so much?I felt fluid dripping from my chest, it was blood!Is it the blood dripping from the heart?

They tell you to stay put, just to see how you react, and if you act miserable, it's bad.You can keep your eyes open, you can turn a blind eye.For the sake of Zhao, you have to persevere and not fall short.

You see, you see clearly, you have to open your eyes wide, you have to see, not for others, but for yourself.This opportunity, despite Anders Schulz's sinister intentions, is exactly what you need.You heard their voices, you saw their eyes, you felt their happiness, and now it's more confirmed, isn't it great?Don't you think it's strange?Is this what you expected?Zhao is very active, devoted and forgetful. He teaches much better than you, and he even does a better job with Mary than you.Don't be stupid, don't be stupid, Zhao Ben is not gay, he just doesn't want to see you sad.

There is a pin in the pocket of the dress, which was used to fasten the number strip when the dress was dry-cleaned in the store. It was taken off when I wore it today, and the pin was put in the pocket.I reached into my pocket with my left hand, snapped the pin, straightened it, stuck the needle into the palm of my hand, pierced it hard, deeper, deeper, I felt that the pin had pierced my palm, but I was still exerting force , I need pain, I need to be awake, I need to keep my eyes open, I need to stand... all I see is whiteness, all I hear is the nasty buzzing of mosquitoes flying by, all I have is pain in my left hand Be clear, I need to stay awake.

Will the palm of the hand bleed when the needle is pierced?Maybe, but that's okay, the dress is black, so you can't see it through.

But how did I see red?Bright red like blood?

"Hey, I acted well, right? Even Luo Hong seems real." The pain in my palm was useless, I bit my lower lip hard, turned and walked towards the door, opened it, and closed it.

No one stopped me, and Anders Schulz was probably in the mood to see another Gestapo put his hand in his crotch earlier.I bit my lip, smelled the blood in my mouth, and tried my best to preserve the last bit of consciousness.Now whoever touches me, I will fall in front of him.I cannot fall, must not be here.

I can't breathe, I can't see, I can't hear, but I'm leaving... I have to leave...