father - home

I didn't introduce myself, I feel that this is redundant, let's cut to the chase. "Von Meerenhof, you should know the purpose of my visit. The general, that is, your father must have told you."

"Yes, I know. But first please tell me why?"

"what why?"

"Don't you think that's weird? An SS in a concentration camp is running around trying to clear a prisoner of a homo...sexual...could you tell me why?"

Damn it, she actually slowed down and emphasized the words "same...sex...relationship...".I was at a loss for words for a while, and it seemed that there was no need to say the words that I had planned and thought could impress her.but why?Why not?Could it be because the nonsense words of this arrogant and domineering girl in front of me poked my sore spot and peeped into my secret.Secrets, pain points, are these things that have long been left behind by me still important?Why am I so terrified of being brought up by such a young, ignorant, stupid girl?In fact, because of Zhao, this girl holds Zhao's fate in her hands.

I took a breath quietly and said in the most sincere and irrefutable tone: "Because he is innocent."

"Innocent? Do you believe it? He told you?"

I could tell that the frivolity was just pretending, on the surface, and there should be something behind it.So I replied, "Yes, he told me, and I trusted him, because at that time no one would lie anymore."

"When?"

"When you have nothing and are deprived of everything, when death is the only escape from suffering, what do you care? Do you still have to lie?"

Obviously, touched.The coffee cup shook in her hand, but luckily it was empty, otherwise her beautiful white breeches would have been ruined. "Didn't you say...it was just reform through labor?" the girl lowered her head and said to herself.

I saw a breakthrough, and I jumped in: "Whatever it is, do you think it's right for him to take responsibility for something he didn't do?"

"Something you haven't done?"

"He didn't tell you about the party in 1938: he attended it. He didn't even know about it, let alone went to it. How can you frame him for it?"

Holding the empty coffee cup all the time, staring at the cup shaking back and forth, drawing traces of coffee residue on the cup wall, whispering: "Yes, he didn't tell me, and he didn't participate, I know that. That's why I'm saying this and nothing else."

"'Because of this,' I don't understand."

"I thought he would deny it...the trainees were on vacation that day, they went out together, he must have an alibi...he shouldn't have been sent to a concentration camp...I just wanted to keep him...I knew they should Gone, I don't want him to go, I just want to keep him."

It seems promising. "He doesn't deny that there must be his reasons. Since that's the case, since you don't want to harm him, then there is still a chance now. As long as you withdraw the report, everything can be redeemed."

"Are you about to succeed?" I was so excited that I bent down involuntarily, held the girl's shoulders, and helped her raise her head.Expect remorse, remorse, and tender gazes.But what do I see?I let go of my hands and took a step back.There is hatred, cruelty and a destructive fire in those breathtaking green eyes.

"Yes, he has unspeakable difficulties. I don't think he told you, so let me tell you. That's because I didn't completely wrong him, he is really gay." The girl put down the empty glass, stood up, Staring at me provocatively, there is indeed a little warmth in the burning eyes. "He has many advantages, he is very cute, and this is one of them: he never lies, and he is always brave. Since he has done it, he should bear the consequences, so he admitted it. It's just that I wonder how he Didn't tell you? Are you also his prey?"

The bright red mouth curled up, but he didn't sneer.I felt like I was splashed with a basin of ice water, and it was cold from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.Fu Zhao is really gay, I should be happy, but why did I react like this?

"That's what I saw with my own eyes. I didn't wrong him. If you don't believe me, you can ask yourself."

"Who is the other party?" The question came out without going through the brain.

"I don't know him. He's also a Chinese. Maybe he's a classmate, but he's not a soldier. I saw them kiss with my own eyes."

"What about people now?"

"I don't know, probably already returned home."

"Why didn't you report them all together?" It was a stupid question without going through the brain.

The girl glanced at me. "You think I'm stupid. Section 175 only applies to Germans, or foreigners whose behavior endangers Germans. If both are foreigners, who cares? Deport them together at most, I don't want that , I want to keep him."

"Then you frame him. Why do you hate him so much, you are so young and beautiful, why are you so cruel?"

"I'm cruel? Why don't you ask him what he did to me? Did he ever wonder if he was too cruel to me like that?"

Because the breasts were too plump, the top button of the small dress was open. At this moment, with the violent ups and downs of the breasts, the second button was almost torn open.The girl pointed out the window excitedly, "Right there, under 'Feriya', he refused me without thinking. He refused me so simply and completely, without any sympathy or nostalgia, and without any regard for my feelings. Could it be Isn't he cruel?"

I looked out of the French windows, and it was the towering linden tree. I was standing under the tree just now, just beside the swing.I see.The linden tree is regarded by us Germans as the goddess of love and luck "Ferlia", so the linden tree is sacred.The pronunciation of linden tree in German is similar to "soft".In contrast to oak, linden is feminine and symbolizes femininity.Therefore, expressing love under the lime tree is sweet, but rejecting it, especially rejecting women is cruel and unacceptable.

But Zhao is not a German, he does not know these customs. "But you can't blame him, he doesn't understand. I believe he never wants to hurt you. Love can't be forced, don't you think you're a little too much?"

"I was too much? I was too much. For him, I was desperate. I would fall out with my father. I rejected all suitors. I even thought about going to China with him. Everyone said I was crazy. I don't care about that. God, if he had any conscience, he should have told me earlier that he was gay and he couldn't possibly love me. But he didn't. Never, never, never should have been Hidden from me, let me have fantasies, let me make a fuss, embarrass me, and finally rejected me mercilessly under 'Feriya'. Even then, he still kept it from me, insisted on letting me find out That cruel fact—I, the young and beautiful Babel von Mehlenhof, the princess of the Potsdam Military Academy, fell in love with a yellow man, a homosexual." The girl trembling, from the cigarette case on the coffee table I took out a cigarette in my pocket, and I took out the lighter to light it for her. "Tell me, lieutenant, does he deserve the punishment he received, he or me, which of us is more cruel?"

She kept smoking and I had nothing to say but watched her finish the cigarette.

I took my leave and walked me to the door.

As I was putting on my coat, asked me, "Is he all right?"

"good."

"Can you see him?"

"Yes."

"Could you bring me a 'good'."

"No need."

The weather outside was gloomy early in the morning, and now it's really raining.I put on my military cap and walked into the rain silently.