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remorse?guilt?gratitude?What am I feeling again?I stared at "Professor".

The "professor" lowered his head to avoid my scorching gaze. "His incident also caused great repercussions among political prisoners. There are different views, different conclusions, and different attitudes. No matter how many differences there are, one thing is the same. That is, when people need He is the first person who thinks of him when helping, no matter whether he has been known before or not. There are many reasons why people ask him to help and tell him to do that. Some are because he is kind, smiling and responsive. Some people think that because of his special status, he has the ability to do things that others cannot do; some people think that he should atone for his sins. He has done such humble and dirty things, so he should do some good deeds to atone for his sins, so that he will not go to hell after death. Hell. Of course no matter what the intentions are, the result is the same. I am ashamed that I am one of them."

you?I didn't expect that the "professor" was not just a bystander.

"I have two fellow sufferers. They are a pair of brothers, both of whom are political prisoners. The older brother is Martin Geissler, and the younger brother is Wolf Geisler. The younger brother Wolf is not yet 20 years old. He is weak and sick. When the weather was cold, bronchitis would attack and he would cough continuously. This time he had another attack. When he coughed at night, his elder brother Martin was afraid of being discovered by patrolling guards, so he would cover his younger brother's mouth with a blanket, often making Wolfe's face suffocated. They were bruised and out of breath. They didn't dare to come and see him, so they had to stand next to each other. Martin dragged me to him that day, saying that he had something to do and asked me to help introduce him. The Gessler brothers didn't know him at first. I don't know what it was, but I took Martin anyway.

"It turned out that Martin wanted him to help and get some cough medicine for Wolfe. At that time, his pneumonia was not completely cured, and he coughed from time to time. Seeing him weak and coughing, I regretted it. But the man has come. I have already said, he has agreed, agreed unequivocally. He immediately gave us his medicine. I asked him: What about you? He smiled and said that he could prescribe it again. After that, I have been Very disturbed, but thinking about it, maybe people are right, Shen Ke cares about him so much, he will not leave him alone. Whatever he wants, as long as he asks, he will give him, let alone medicine? Two days later, he took the initiative to look for it Me, I gave me some medicine. He said that the last medicine was only enough for two days. This was newly prescribed by him, and it could be used for a week. At that time, I was really excited and didn’t know what to say. Before, I just sympathized He, it's unfortunate that this kind of thing happens to anyone, and I can't blame him. But from that moment on, my sympathy for him turned into respect. I don't know how he did it, he must be not an ordinary person. Otherwise How could he not care about those things? As the saying goes: people's words are terrible. What happened to him was more than just rumors, and he actually took it all by himself. He only had those people who really needed help in his heart, and the rest didn't matter.

"It's ashamed to say that the Gessler brothers got his help, but at least my elder brother Martin didn't show any gratitude at the time. Martin is the kind of person who thinks that the Chinese should do more good deeds to save their souls. But my younger brother Wolfe is different. Wolfe has always wanted to know him and thank him face to face. It was raining heavily that day, and I made an appointment with him in the bathroom. Wolfe must go to see him, so I had to take him there. Unexpectedly, this trip turned out to be a big mistake, causing irreparable harm to everyone."

The day it rained heavily was the second day I prescribed him the medicine.When Schenk brought him to see a doctor, he was very nervous, because he was afraid that I would not give him the medicine, or because of Shenk's humiliation?He was shaking because of Schenk's humiliation.He was human, he was nothing special, he suffered all the pain, humiliation, torture alone.To say he is special is just to excuse yourself and try to comfort your conscience.I don't want to argue with anyone anymore, I just want to know everything about him.

"Is there anything wrong with the meeting?" I asked.

"No, the meeting was peaceful. Wolfe liked him very much, and they were both happy to get to know each other. But the next day, Wolfe died."

I wasn't surprised that Wolff died, I just felt chills when I thought about the whole thing.

"It snowed heavily the next day, and Schenk asked Dietrich to call Wolf. Wolf was a political prisoner, and the SS generally doesn't punish political prisoners like Jews and homosexuals, so at first we didn't Worried. However, Wolf hasn’t come back after going there for an hour. Later, some people said that they heard gunshots, and someone tried to escape from the prison, and was killed by the barbed wire. We knew it was not good, so we ran out quickly. He told us to collect the body."

This kind of thing happens quite often.For those prisoners who are inconvenient to be punished at will, the guards will try their best to drive the prisoners to the front of the barbed wire.The five meters in front of the barbed wire is a restricted area. Once the prisoner enters, the sentry on the gun tower and the guard in the battalion can shoot and kill him.

"I was negligent. I was only busy asking someone to bring Wolf's body back, but I didn't pay attention to Martin. When I found out that Martin was missing, it was already too late."

"He won't..." I stared at the professor, my eyes almost burst into flames.I was angry, not just because of Martin, but myself.

"Martin took a few people and found him. When I arrived, they were still beating and kicking him. I told them off, but the Chinese couldn't stand up. There was also blood in it. It was snowing heavily at the time, but even so, the ground was still red."

I stared at him lying on the hospital bed, as if I saw blood all over his face, and the sheets under him turned into white snow, which was also full of blood.

It's my fault, it's all because of me.I always thought that in this hell on earth, I was the only one who understood him, loved him, and cherished him.But I didn't even think about it at the time. His pneumonia was cured and he shouldn't be coughing anymore, but why did he pretend? Just because Shenk's words stimulated me, I blurted out without thinking.I thought Schenk wouldn't care.Shen Ke kept his face on the surface, but he knew it clearly in his heart.Shen Ke asked someone to follow him, to watch his tail, to see who he gave the medicine to.I think Schenk doesn't care that he helps others, because most people won't appreciate his help, but Schenk can't tolerate him having friends, and Schenk's feelings for him have developed to the point that he can't control it .Schenk was insane, and Schenk killed Wolf without hesitation.Weird, when I figured it all out, I didn't hate Schenk at all, I just hated myself.

"There was an accident with the Chinese this morning, and Martin was finally willing to listen to my explanation. He regrets it now, sir. Coincidentally, Martin has type O blood, and he volunteered to transfuse blood for the Chinese tomorrow. Please allow me, sir, Martin really Regretted, he hopes to do something for the Chinese, which is what Wolff hopes."

I didn't say anything, just nodded.what can I say?It would be very unnatural for me to refuse.But if I agree, I will be unwilling.

Yes, you ask him for help, he doesn't care what you think of him in private.No one thought about the price he paid to help you.Now he is going to die, you know it was wrong, do you regret it?guilty?Still just feeling uneasy.For the peace of your own hearts, you volunteered to donate blood for him.You want to save him, I don't deny it, it's touching.But have you ever thought about it, the reason why he wants to leave is that he is already unbearable.come back again?face again?What should he do?How does he face it?

I really regret it.Why do I have to save him. "Sorrow, nothing is worse than death!" With such a bruised body and a heart riddled with holes, could he still live?Will he still be able to stand up?Can he smile again?