East Berlin's June Boat Song

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Honestly, when I was at war with the Soviets, I didn't think that one day we would be called "comrades."

What a Bolshevik title, but Misha is very useful. His gray business involves dealing with the police. When he stood with those policemen, they called each other "comrade" one by one, smiling as if they had personally participated in ten month revolution.

Allen used to say, I need to have a basic understanding of the situation.

One day when we drove together to the eastern suburbs and passed by Karlshorst, he suddenly asked mysteriously, "Do you know where this is?"

I nodded: "The headquarters of the Soviets."

He asked again: "Then do you know the Soviet military control committee in East Germany?"

I shook my head.

He immediately showed a look of fuss and said, "You don't even know about this." He clicked his tongue twice, as if surprised by my ignorance: "I'm afraid the whole East Germany is controlled by them."

I shrugged my shoulders to show that I wasn't interested, and Alan pouted, saying that I was going to stumble one day if I kept my ears shut.

"But this era is changing rapidly. Who knows how the current situation will change in the next second. A small person like me should just live his ordinary life honestly."

I lit a cigarette and sat on the side of the Bodhi Tree Avenue with a smile on my face, admiring the white thighs under the skirts of women in midsummer.

Allen was noncommittal: "But sometimes ordinary life is the hardest."

He also sat down like me, and was in a daze under the shade of the tree.His eyes were clear and shallow, looking at the road that was shining brightly by the sun.The sunlight dappled his fair face through the leaves, making his skin as transparent as beryl.Pursing his lips lightly, he frowned rarely.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

He was startled, then smiled wryly, and said, "I really envy you, Rhine, you can live your life according to your own ideas."

I smiled and shook my head: "I've thought about living a life where women and money are not lacking. Do you think I have achieved it?"

He chuckled softly, took off a linden leaf on my shoulder, twisted the leaf and wrapped it around with his slender fingers, and murmured: "Little Rhine, at least you are free."

I curled my lips, thinking that this person is really lucky in the midst of blessings. You must know how lucky it is to be able to study at Humboldt University in Berlin. The women hang out.

if i had the chance...

If only I could go to medical school...

Why!Well, little Rhine, you won't have that chance, because soon your "free" life will be a phantom too.

Everything is fate, it is destiny, it is the arrangement in the dark of the Son Jesus, and it is Jehovah who found a reason to rise up in order to save my decadent life.

That's what I thought for the whole three months I was locked in the basement. I didn't regret what I did. I didn't realize how serious my mistake was until I saw the light again. It seemed It can't be made up in a lifetime.

On the banks of the Rhine with bright lights, melodious live performances, Tchaikovsky's June boat song floated around me on a summer night.In the hall filled with the smell of wine, Allen and I toasted like two classic gentlemen, but we talked about the softest part of a woman's body, and listened to him talk about his unusual experience of having sex with a man.We joked loudly and obscenely, as if we were deliberately trying to bring this fine dining restaurant down.

I vividly remember that night—

The enamel clock in the dining room struck eight o'clock, and the revolving door reflected the light of the crystal lamp. In the overflowing white broken light, the polished military boots fell on the white porcelain floor tiles inlaid with gold, standing straight The officer's uniform is bound by a five-finger-wide leather belt, revealing the perfect waistline. The major general's epaulets lie on his straight shoulders, and the slender snow-white neck stretches proudly like a swan——

Elegant, holy, and inviolable, as if just looking at him is a blasphemy.

But I stared dumbly at that face, that face that hadn't changed in the past six years.

Green eyes as cold as Lake Baikal, facial features as sharp as a knife drawn out of its sheath, tear moles that add a sense of fragility, and lips as bright red as May roses...

God, and that almost silver, satin-like hair.

I felt dizzy...but this time it wasn't because of intoxication, but because of an indescribable emotion, I drank a large gulp of gin in a hurry, and felt my face turn red.

Trying to calm my pounding heart, I stared at him bitterly.

But that person didn't seem to notice me at all, his face was still expressionless, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.He and a young man in a suit went straight to the high-end area on the second floor by the Rhine. When I passed near my seat, I almost crushed the wine glass in my hand.

Bang bang bang...Because the wine glass knocked too hard on the table and made a fine sound...

"Hey! Rhine!" Allen knocked on the table: "What's wrong with you?!"

I let out an ah and hurriedly said it was all right.

Allen looked at me suspiciously: "Do you know that Soviet officer?"

I categorically denied: "I don't know."

"Then you still stare at him, and be careful of getting into trouble." Allen winked and said in a low voice: "He is a major general, a big man, watch your eyes."

Only then did I realize that everyone in the restaurant was silent, and the noise was no longer the same as before. Only June’s boat song was left floating. It was not until the man and his companions disappeared at the end of the stairs that the restaurant gradually returned to life.

I looked up to the second floor, where he was sitting by the side.The man in the suit was holding the menu and contemplating it, but his eyes were scanning the area on the first floor below.I thought that as long as I stared at him, I would meet his eyes, but I didn't expect that he didn't even look at me from the beginning to the end.

Not bad, now a big shot.

At that time in Romania when I was seriously injured and down and out, you kept staring at me, grabbing me and pronouncing my name three times!

I sneered and swallowed a sip of wine.Alan saw that something was wrong with me, so he quickly paid and took me out.

"Do you have a fever?" Allen touched my forehead and said, "Although they are good-looking, they are from the Soviet Union. You can't provoke them, you know?"

"what are you saying?"

"Did you fall in love with him?" Allen looked straight into my eyes.

I was taken aback for a moment, then grinned: "Yeah, I have my eyes on him."

Allen took a deep breath and said that he would take me to the laboratory and get a sedative to extinguish the thoughts in my heart that shouldn't be there.

"That's against the law, against the law..."

He thoughtfully dragged me back to the apartment.

Thoughts that shouldn't be... what kind of thoughts?

I really have my eyes on him, no, to be precise, I should have my eyes on him.

The entire Soviet Union plus East Germany is such a vast land, and how many people and how many restaurants there are in it. This man who failed my kindness, killed my comrades in arms, and changed my life appeared in front of me. What else could it be but the will of Jehovah?

In other words, anyone would firmly grasp this opportunity.

Life seems to have suddenly found its direction, and a ray of light that seems to be substantial appears in the chaos. Looking at that light, I feel like I have lost my mind.

revenge...revenge...

I stood in front of the window smoking, smoking and giggling.The starry sky in early summer is a deep cornflower purple in the sky, the Brandenburg Gate is bathed in brilliance under the moonlight, and the dying German spirit seems to have returned to my heart, the indomitable and courageous fighting spirit...

In a daze, Ron seemed to be standing in the night and waved to me, and said with a smile, "Little Rhine, just do it if you want to do it!"

I don't know how long I was in a daze, but I touched my face, and it was completely cold.

did i cry?

Have I been waiting for this moment?

Six years of being dazed like a walking dead became clear the moment I saw him, like floating in the boundless sea but suddenly saw the lighthouse that symbolized hope. My aimless drift was coming to an end.

The next day, I found Misha and told him I needed a gun.

Misha's eyes widened, and he asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

"Stay safe," I said.

Misha narrowed his eyes, his voice became low, with a bit of deterrence: "Did the three Karna brothers trouble you?"

I shook my head: "No."

"Then what are you going to do?" Misha said suspiciously: "The guys from the Ministry of State Security are watching closely now, if someone reports that you have a gun..."

"That won't happen." I grinned, "I'll be very careful."

Misha was hesitant, so I had to pull him to sit down, put my arms around his shoulders and said, "Didn't you always wonder what I experienced in Romania?"

Misha nodded: "But you never said it."

"Yes, Misha, it was a terrible experience. I made a huge mistake there, and now, the opportunity to make up for it has arisen." I looked directly into his shining eyes, trying to make myself look more Convincing: "What was cheated, I will take it back myself."

Misha looked at me dumbly, and after a while he asked, "Is there any danger?"

I shook my head and smiled briskly: "There will be no danger Misha, but I still need a gun for self-defense just in case. Besides—"

I touched the back of his head: "Let's try not to contact each other during this time, I will come to you later."

Misha lowered his head and smoked a stuffy cigarette, then he sighed and said, "I wish I knew how to reject you, Rhine."

I looked at him, his curled eyelashes were light golden under the sun, and his brown eyes were gentler than ever.I cupped his face and kissed him lightly.

"Thank you, Misha."

He was a little dazed, his cheeks were as red as the sunset by the sea.Then he said to a blond boy behind him, "Andy, get my revolver."

Andy nodded and walked into the dark basement.

Misha looked at me: "Can you use a revolver?"

"of course."

He sighed a little maturely, and seemed to hesitate to speak.In order to comfort him, I had no choice but to assure him that I would never put myself in danger, but Misha just pouted helplessly without saying a word.

When I was about to leave, he stopped me behind him.

"Rhine!"

"Ok?"

"You know you are the most important person in this world to me."

I smiled and said to him, "Of course you are to me, too!"

I waved goodbye to him, his legs were crossed and his back was leaning against the gray-yellow wall on the side of the street. He looked very lively in a gray jumper and jeans, but his frown slightly revealed that he was mature beyond his age , the cigarette held between his fingers was still burning and surrounded by smoke, he stared at me calmly under the shadow.

This scene has been in my mind for many years.

Maybe at that time he guessed what I was going to do, but my dear friend still acquiesced in my madness.Although this madness will lead us all into the abyss, let us step into the wheel of fortune that is out of our control.

But he still let me do it because he loves me so much.

And I, the shameful Rhine, lied to my closest friend in order to satisfy my own selfish desires, and naively thought that as long as I took them all, I would be able to settle down.

Little do we know that what hangs above our heads is not only the bright summer sun, but also pairs of eyes with ulterior motives.

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PS: "Ministry of State Security" refers to the Ministry of State Security of the German Democratic Republic (German: Ministerium für Staatssicherheit, MfS) is the national security agency of the German Democratic Republic, commonly known as "Stasi" (Stasi), from the German "National Security" (Staatssicherheit) abbreviation of.Founded on February 1950, 2 and headquartered in East Berlin.

East Germany is the Democratic Republic of Germany, a socialist country, and the ruling party is the Social Unity Party (SED for short, which was formed by the merger of the German Communist Party and the German Social Democratic Party in 1946. The guiding ideology is Marxism-Leninism and Communism). At this time, the first general secretary is Walter Ulbricht.West Germany is the Federal Republic of Germany, a capitalist country established with the support of Britain and the United States.This point will be written in detail later.