father - home

I mixed a glass of wine myself. Compared with William's, the taste is not as delicate and the shape is not as refined, but it is okay.Next, I am impatient.I poured half a glass of whiskey into the thick-bottomed glass, and I drank it down in one gulp, poured another half, and drank it down again.

The whiskey seemed to have changed its quality, lost its original efficacy, and lost the ability to make people feel light, warm and comfortable. I only felt burning in my stomach and my head was about to explode.It's useless to drink any more, it can't bring me happiness, let me relax, on the contrary, it can suddenly make me unconscious at any time.I fell back on the bed and buried my head in the fluffy pillows.That doesn't work either, I can't breathe.I turned over and lay on my back, looking at the dark night sky through the gaps of the gauze curtains that were blown by the night wind and danced. There was no moon, no stars, and the city was pitch black.

I kept looking out the window, not knowing when dawn would come.At last it was over, a long sleepless night.I stubbed out the cigarette butt in my right hand in the ashtray in my left, and put the ashtray on the bedside table.One night, I leaned against the head of the bed like this, smoking silently, and the ashtray was almost full.

I jumped out of bed, a little top-heavy, my chest felt tight, and my head still hurt.I felt extremely thirsty, staggered into the bathroom, and gulped down the tap.I showered, shaved, combed my hair, and put on my uniform.I was a little out of breath, and I broke out in a cold sweat from time to time. When I bent over to put on my leather boots, my eyes turned black.This is all the result of excessive drinking combined with insomnia.This is not good, Zhao should not be allowed to see me haggard and lost, when we are about to part, I don't want to, I really don't want to be like this.

It was still early, I hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone and called Werner.Werner was my college classmate and is now an obstetrician at Spencer Hospital.

The voice on the other end of the phone ranged from confusion to anger, and finally surprise. "Marty! Where did you come from? Where are you now? Berlin? What's the matter? There must be something, and you won't be looking for me. What's the matter? Tell me!"

I said the matter with a hesitant tone, Werner must have misunderstood. "You didn't bother me, really, not at all, such a small matter, are you polite to me? However, since we are your best friend and it is such a special period, we'd better be more cautious. How about it, I'll ask Professor Lütjens to see when he is free today, and I'll call you later?"

"I have arrangements today." I was a little embarrassed to answer Werner's enthusiasm like this, but I had to.

Things are a little messy.Professor Lütjens is an authority in obstetrics and gynecology, and his schedule must be very full. Even with Werner's help, we can only wait for him for extra things, but I don't know when I will be back.

"What about tomorrow? Is there still time tomorrow? Tomorrow morning is Professor Lütjens' outpatient clinic. He must be here."

I thought about it. "Well, you can tell the professor."

"No problem. I will write to you after I confirm with the professor. If you are not here, I will leave a message at the front desk."

That's it, so there shouldn't be a problem.It was better than I expected, I just wanted Werner to check on Yu so that Zhao could rest assured.

I went to the information desk in the lobby and asked them to help me change my train ticket to Hamburg tomorrow, and postpone it by one day. That would be too late, and I would not miss the boat schedule.I had breakfast in the restaurant, three soft-boiled eggs, three sausages, and three cups of coffee.Then, I hailed a taxi and went to the SS garage to pick up the car, which I had borrowed.This trip to Berlin is a private matter, so I can’t borrow the SS vehicle. I borrowed it after using some connections, for the sake of convenience.

Leaving the garage, I suddenly felt a stomach ache. I parked the car on the side of the road, jumped out of the car, found a street corner, and vomited my breakfast.I took out a handkerchief and wiped my mouth. There was still cold sweat on my head. I took a deep breath, went back to the car, looked at myself in the rearview mirror.The black SS uniform can bring out a bit of brilliance on the gray face; the depressed brim of the hat can hide bloodshot, blue eyes.However, these are only in the eyes of passers-by, and have no effect on Zhao.

Zhao closed the door of the apartment building, trotted down the steps and across the sidewalk, while turning back to wave goodbye to Yu who was leaning out of the upstairs window.I also opened the car door and greeted Yu.

As soon as Zhao got into the car, the car started to start. I didn't turn off the engine just now.

"How's Jade? Are you okay?" I asked, looking straight ahead without looking back.

"Are you ok?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth, blinked my sore eyes hard, and suffered all night, this sentence alone was worth it. "Why...Of course I'm fine...how could it be bad?"

Zhao didn't answer, but put his hand on my thigh.I peek at him.He kept staring at me.I smiled.We didn't speak again.

The Sachsenhausen concentration camp is located on the edge of Oranienburg, a small town 30 kilometers north of Berlin.Anders? Schulz arranged.Things went well, except for the wait time which was a bit long.

The little sergeant had been away for a while, and I couldn't help feeling a little impatient, so I unconsciously looked at Zhao, who was calmer than me, staring at the door, expressionless and motionless.The Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp covers an area of ​​400 hectares. This is the camp management office. It takes some time to go through the barbed wire to the camp to pick up prisoners.

In the center of the room is a long wooden table surrounded by chairs.The tables and chairs are quite new, except for a few scorch marks from cigarette burns and nail marks on the edge of the table.This is a meeting room.Like Dachau, there were no dedicated areas because the prisoners were rarely visited.

At last the door opened, and the prisoner following the little sergeant was supposed to be Christine, but to be honest, I didn't recognize him at all.It may also be because I have only seen him once, and I am not impressed, but Zhao's performance proves that Christine has indeed changed a lot.Zhao stood up all of a sudden, the joy on his face reunited with his friends was completely concealed by astonishment.

Lieutenant Kristin Schlakoff was not only thinner and darker, but his shoulders were stooped, his eyes were empty, and his face was blank.How long is this!Skinny men with no faces flashed through my mind... I couldn't help shivering.

"Sir, you have half an hour. During this period, you will not be disturbed. Of course, you all know the rules. I wish you a happy day." The sergeant finished speaking solemnly, saluted me, turned and retreated.

Now it's just the three of us in the small conference room, and everything is going so well that none of us would believe that.

They were still standing facing each other with the table between them, and neither of them tried to go around the table to hug each other or shake hands.

"Anyway, we have half an hour, sit down." I said, and sat down on a chair beside Zhao.

The two of them moved almost the same way, leaning forward, with their palms outstretched, placed parallel to each other on the table, and looking directly at each other.I looked sad for a while.The not-so-long concentration camp life has left a deep imprint on both of them.Like all prisoners, there is no need for regulations, no need for intimidation, fear has occupied every cell of their bodies, and in this place, at this moment, they habitually only do what they are allowed to do.

From entering the concentration camp until now, Zhao has not said a word.He was tormented by the hell-like life that seemed to have passed away, not only that, but also Christine's amazing changes, and Natalie's unknown life and death, all of which brought great pressure to him.His face became paler and paler, his body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat oozed from his nose and temples.He is struggling, fighting.

I want to hold his hand, but I can't, I can only clenched my fist quietly, praying secretly, and cheering him up secretly.Take heart, Zhao, the nightmares of the past will not come back, for your friend, take heart.

I noticed that after the sergeant left, Christine's eyes slowly moved to Zhao, looking up and down carefully, focused, joyful, and in high spirits.If Christine's body is haggard, his soul is full of vitality.

"Did you know? Zhao is going to be a father!" I blurted out, as if an irresistible force wanted to pull this sentence out of my heart.

Zhao was shocked.

Christine almost jumped up too. "Really? Really? That's great, congratulations!" Christine smiled, crossed the table recklessly, grabbed Zhao's hands, and laughed heartily.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that my thoughts were not so despicable and vicious.I should congratulate you, baby, I've been meaning to congratulate you, but I can't say it.sorry!I am afraid that my congratulations are not pure enough, just like the wedding was messed up by me, and I am afraid that such congratulations will have a bad influence on the children, so I... Only a friend like Christine who is so sincere and heroic Blessing will bring good luck to the child and keep him safe.

"So, your matter is settled, and there is no tail left?"

"No." Zhaoya came to his senses completely, regaining his usual self-confidence and modesty, with that charming and iconic smile on his face. "It's all resolved, completely resolved."

"you are married?"

"Yes."

"Do I know the bride?"

Zhao nodded with a smile.

"I know? Chinese?"

"Yes."

"That's jade!"

"uh-huh."

"Oh, you kid, that's a great beauty, you're very lucky... tell me, what's your plan next?"

"We're leaving in two days."

"Go? Go home?"

"Ah."

"Yeah, it's better to go back early. I remember you always wanted to go home." Christine lowered her head sadly.

"Kristen, we agreed...you let me..."

Christine waved her hand sharply and looked up. "Hey, don't think about it, it should be like this. If you want to thank, you can thank the lieutenant."

"We don't know Natalie's whereabouts yet, but don't worry..."

"I'm relieved. I know... Hey Lieutenant, thank you for bringing Zhao to see me. I was never sure, now I'm okay, I'm relieved."

I didn't expect Christine to speak to me suddenly, so I hurriedly replied, "No..."

Christine seemed to be in a hurry and excited, and before I finished speaking, she continued: "Let me tell you, Lieutenant, this guy is so talented that he can do anything. We Prussian soldiers are drawn to horseback riding and fencing. He is proud of something, but no one can beat him. He also plays a beautiful violin."

"This one……"

"I didn't know at first, but once, when I celebrated my birthday, he suddenly gave everyone a surprise. Weird, he became a celebrity all of a sudden. After that, he was simply a star at sorority parties, proms and so on. Those of us Instead, people acted as a foil."

Christine talked more and more vigorously, completely immersed in happy memories, Zhao also became excited, chatting with a group of classmates, and Zhao's suitors, including Miss Babel.

"The principal is a good man, what a pity," said Christine.

"I don't blame her, it's all over."

Show and Christine looked at each other and smiled.Babel's paranoia caused them great suffering, and they all chose to forgive.Yes, if it were not for such a terrible society, Babel's paranoia would not have such terrible consequences.