father - home

Time passed quickly, and it felt like they had only chatted a few words before the little sergeant appeared at the door.Zhao and Christine bid farewell, no tears, no sadness, only staring deeply and smiling knowingly.I suddenly remembered that there was an important thing I didn't say. "Christine, I've asked, your case can be turned around, as long as you..." I choked.Anders? Schulz told me that as long as Christine can admit his mistakes and agree to cooperate, he can be free immediately and even return to the army.But admit your mistake?cooperate?I'm not here to be a lobbyist, and I'm not trying to convince Christine, I'm just trying to tell him I'm going to help him as much as I can.

"As long as you have confidence, Christine, there is hope if you don't give up." Zhao took it.

"Yes, yes, as long as you have confidence." I hastened to agree.

"I'm confident." Christine turned her head as she walked towards the door. "Take care, Zhao, say hello to the bride for me, kiss your child for me..."

The thin gray figure disappeared, and the energetic young voice still echoed in the air.

Unlike when he came here, Zhao didn't put his hand on my lap, and didn't stare at me, but the silence remained the same, and it even became thicker, and I couldn't break the silence.Many topics are either inappropriate, unwilling, or difficult to mention.

I concentrated on driving and peeked out from time to time.In the co-pilot seat, Zhao stared at the fields and woods passing by outside the car in a daze, but he seemed unable to focus and saw nothing. His thoughts were still stuck in the concentration camp that was fading away, and on Christine.

"He remembered wrongly." Zhao suddenly said.

I didn't hear clearly, so I asked him what he said?

Zhao muttered to himself. "Kristen made a mistake... No, he shouldn't. I didn't play the violin on his birthday. I just came here and I didn't know him well."

"Is it important?" I glanced back at him.

He frowned lightly, thoughtfully. "No idea, just kind of weird. Remember when Kristen suddenly changed the subject."

"You mean, he suddenly mentioned that you could play the violin?"

"Yes. We finally met once, and it was only half an hour. There were a lot of things to say, and none of them were more important than this. But in fact, we hardly said anything, as if we were chatting all the time."

"It's not surprising. Christine knows as well as you and I that everything we say and do is being watched, so he avoids important content and prefers to chat."

"But it shouldn't be music. Christine doesn't know how to play musical instruments, and almost doesn't know anything except appreciation. It's better to talk about fencing. Christine is very good at swordsmanship. I couldn't fight against him in the first semester. I specially participated in the holidays. I joined a fencing club, and I won against him until the second semester, and then there were victories and losses.”

"But he talked about music first."

"And it's very urgent, changing the subject suddenly, it's not small talk, it's something to tell us in a hurry."

"Tell us what? Where? When did you first play the violin?"

"Christmas party, that was the first time I played in public."

"The Christmas party is at school, right?"

"Yes, the school auditorium."

"Not this location. Before? Where did you practice?"

"The dormitories, the classrooms, the woods behind the auditorium, they are all in the school."

"None of that is right."

"Maybe the music is just a cover to cover up the key point - the place to celebrate the birthday - Moonset Bar!" Zhao said while thinking, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"If what he wants to tell you is the location - Moonset Bar, why does he have to mention the music? Isn't it superfluous?"

"Because it made sense. Christine's birthday was in September, and everyone went to the Moonfall Bar to celebrate on Sunday, and I went too, but I was new to school, I didn't know anyone well, and I didn't talk about it all night. In a word. If he just said birthday, and there is no content, wouldn't it be too abrupt?"

"That's true, it's easy to arouse suspicion." I nodded in agreement. "I know Moonset Bar, I will go after you leave, as long as..."

"Why not today?" Zhao turned to me and interrupted me excitedly. "Aren't we all right tonight? Let's go tonight!"

"No! That won't work!" I flatly refused.

"Why? You said you would help Christine." Zhao cried out in disbelief.

I suddenly felt very irritable, and couldn't help shouting: "I will definitely help him as I said." I was taken aback and was frightened by my tone.No, Zhao, I don't want to be cruel to you, I don't want you to leave at this moment and cause any trouble.

I want to explain to him, lest he misunderstand.Just when I was distracted, a large truck was driving towards me. I hurriedly evaded it, swerved to the right, and slammed on the brakes. brake marks.Due to inertia, my chest hit the steering wheel, and there was a dull pain between my ribs.

How about Zhao, are you hurt?I was thinking about it, but I was powerless to ask.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

I collected myself, turned around and smiled at Zhao. "It's okay, I'm fine, how about you?"

Zhao held my shoulders and stared at me worriedly. "You look bad, are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, really fine, how about you? Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine, I'm just scared by you."

Zhao frowned at me pretending to be reproachful.I was amused by him. "sorry!"

Zhao got out of the car and went around to the back of the car.I also followed down to check together.Fortunately, the car is fine.

"Take a break and smoke a cigarette." Zhao helped me light the cigarette.I was just in need of a break and the stress was so high I was a little out of breath.

We sat on the bumper for a while, Zhao smoking, and said quietly, "Marty, we're not sure what Kristen's true intentions are, these are just speculations. Before today, even if Kristen knew you, It's impossible to trust you, it's impossible for him to tell his friends about you, and even if he does, it's hard to recognize you, and Natalie's parents don't know anything about you. I'm different, not only Natalie's My parents know me, and it is possible that Christine told his friends about me. There are very few Chinese here, so it is easy to recognize. Anyway, if Moonset Bar is the key, if Christine wants us to go , then, Marty, I think it's only good if we go together."

In fact, the truth is very simple. I understand it even if I don’t explain it, but it’s just...

"I know what you mean. You don't want to cause any trouble at this time. I know you are worried about me. Why don't I worry about you, Marty. Helping the Jews is risking your life."

"That's what I want. But you're free at last..."

"Freedom? Is that enough?"

"Zhao..."

I gaze into his eyes.His eyes were deep, distant, and shining.

"This kind of freedom is not enough, Marty, our struggle, our efforts, our sacrifices today are to one day achieve true freedom, freedom without fear."

"Freedom without Fear."

"Yes," Zhao threw away the cigarette butt and grabbed my hand, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "No fear, no shackles, no imprisonment, a free heart, with free wings, fly freely between heaven and earth."

Freedom from fear is what we strive for.Yes, I have never been arrested, but I have always lived in a cage.