East Berlin's June Boat Song

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A low and mournful whimper sounded from the Stasi advanced ward. I leaned against the door and watched Milk hold the hand of the unconscious Misha, and put it tightly to my lips, and tears flowed tightly together His hands snaked down, seemingly without end.

I am both happy and sad. Last night, almost at the moment we arrived at the checkpoint in East and West Berlin, we were picked up by a high-end Volga car. As soon as Misha was sent to the emergency ward, I was pushed into the consultation room.

When I woke up, I was already lying in Julian's warm embrace. I saw him pursing his lips, staring at me without saying a word, his green eyes were distressed, and his expression was gloomy and helpless.

"How many times do you want me to worry about you?"

He buried his head on the side of my neck and let out a long breath: "You are torturing me...you know?"

I stretched out my hand to stroke his silver hair, also sighed, and comforted him with a smile: "He has always been by my side."

"I know." Julian kissed my eyes: "He likes you, and I know it too."

Eyes met, we burst out laughing.A certain general slept with me on the hospital bed that night, hugging me like a lost and found treasure.

Early the next morning, I came to Misha's ward, so I saw this scene in front of me.

Standing on top of my dear friend, Stasi No. [-], weeping uncontrollably.

His sadness filled the entire ward as if it were real. I opened the door and walked in. He looked up at me, stood up straight and wiped away his tears embarrassingly.

"I will not let him go on missions again, this time I will promote him."

"It's not easy. After all, Misha... No, Marcus has a criminal record."

Milk smiled bitterly: "Yeah, because of his background, he fought for the Nazis, he did some shady business, and he was involved in your case. Even if I want to protect him, it is not easy. ah……"

"But I've made up my mind this time. I have to promote him to his position. He can't leave me anymore. I can't stand it."

I stepped forward to caress Misha's vicissitudes of face, and kissed his cheek lightly.

"Not only you can't bear it, but how can I bear the pain of losing him again?" I lovingly ran along Misha's hair. When I was a child, I always loved to touch him like this.

I said, Misha, you are my puppy.

Then Misha bared her teeth and came to bite me, pinned me to the ground and patted my head.

Now it's time for you to be a dog!

We were laughing and laughing, and in a trance, we all grew up.I looked up and saw Lilith standing in the garden waving to us again, calling us to eat chestnut cake at her house.

Delicious, sweet, chestnut cake.

I laughed and cried, and then I said to Milk, "You're going to love him!"

Milk was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, I will love him more than you."

I wiped away my tears and said, "That's good, then I can rest assured."

Milk was silent for a moment, then walked to my side and said, "In three days, go to Stasi Prison No. 17. Rhine, we're done. I won't hate you anymore."

Now I was surprised, stared at him and asked, "You mean...Philip can come out?"

He nodded: "The formalities have been approved."

I hugged him in my arms excitedly, and almost sucked him hard on the face.He pushed me away cursing, saying that his handsome face is only allowed to kiss us Sheriff Wolfe, and I am not qualified for that.

So three days later, on a clear winter day, I picked Sheriff Philip, whom I was thinking of, from prison and placed him in a senior nursing home in the Brandenburg countryside.Several years of prison life had brought irreversible damage to his body. As usual, I held him and cried bitterly, and then promised him that I would visit him whenever I had time.

My Sergeant Philip just looked at me lovingly. He seemed to be able to guess everything that happened to me from my crying. After all, he had kindly given me tips many years ago.

At the moment of parting from the Sanatorium in Brandenburg, he held my hand tightly, and his eyes once again showed the majestic light on his thin face, and gave me the last piece of advice.

"Be strong, Rhine, you are stronger than anyone else!"

"I will!"

I hug him and Rhine will be stronger than anyone because he has a long way to go.He will spend one long night after another with unwavering belief, he will not give up, he will go to the end.

Driving on the road to Karlshorst, the clear winter sun shone on the lake in the Brandenburg Forest, and my mood had never been brighter in years.It seems that everything has really returned to the original point, my best friend, my mentor...

Once upon a time, I was deeply saddened by their departure, and now they come back again, back to me, everything has changed, but nothing seems to have changed.

Even if things are different, but life goes on, and beautiful expectations are realized one by one.

I closed my eyes and let the refreshing wind in the forest dry the tears on my face.Soon we were in Karlshorst, I told the driver to go back to the Stasi headquarters, and walked to the white mansion by myself.

After walking a few steps, a high-end Volga sedan honked to attract my attention. I turned around and saw a familiar face protruding from the back seat.

"Little Rhine, long time no see."

I was startled, it was Yevgeny.But now, no matter how surprised and horrified I may be, I've developed a superb ability to maintain a semblance of calm, at least for the time being that's how I claim to be.

I smiled foolishly: "Long time no see, Yevgeny."

Yevgeny raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to motion for me to come closer.

"Little Rhine, don't resent me for beating you. You know I have a hobby of hunting. There was a problem with the infrared telescope that day... Think about it, how could I be willing to hurt you?"

Tsk tsk, the kung fu of opening your eyes and telling nonsense is really amazing.I nodded: "Of course, we are friends, I believe you."

He smiled dryly: "That's good, here, you go to the general's side and do me a favor."

He took out a gift box wrapped in blue and white from his pocket: "Give it to Sonia for me, a New Year's gift... It's different now, and it's not convenient to meet her, but I'm sincere to her. Yes, you just Tell her so, I, Evgeny, am sincere to her!"

"Can it be fake? We all know you like her."

Yevgeny laughed and waved his hand at me: "Okay little Rhine, see you next time, and I wish you a happy new year too!"

The car buzzed all the way, throwing exhaust fumes in my face.I shrugged and sighed.

To be honest, I don't want to see you, not even once.

When she gave the gift to Sonia, her expression could not be described as pleasant and pleasant. She just stared at the gift box silently, and then gave me a gentle smile: "Did you suffer again this time?"

I nodded and said with a hippie smile, "But it's worth it!"

"No seriousness, sooner or later my life will be over."

I curled my lips: "Then I don't feel sorry for you."

"Just know." Sonia put the gift box into her pocket and said, "Go up, I've been waiting for you early in the morning."

I giggled and ran up to the third floor. Two cups of fragrant black tea had already been brewed on the table in front of someone.

"In a good mood?" He stretched out his hand towards me, hugged me in his arms, his eyes became inexplicably kind.

"Why do you hug me and look at me like this, I'm not your son." I took a sip of black tea.

"Do you want to be my son?"

"Pervert, you." I took a sip of black tea, kissed him, and infiltrated the fragrant tea liquid into his lips, just like what he did to me in the past.

"Why?" I smiled maliciously: "You want such a son too?"

His hand around my waist slowly lowered: "Why not, I want it more here."

His fingers suddenly tightened, making me tighten unconsciously.

"I think you're a pervert." I bit his lips and murmured, "You want a baby? But I can't give you one. Why, do you regret it now?"

"Isn't it you..." He mumbled under my kiss, and I bit the tip of his tongue hard.

He laughed out of the pain, a rosy blush appeared on his porcelain white face, his blue eyes were shining, his silver-gold hair shone with the cool sunlight, his red lips were crystal clear, and he was completely charming.

I looked at him and wondered why this man is not old?

"You are too young to be my father at your age." I stroked his face and squeezed his jaw: "It's just right to be a lover."

"Rhein, you're talking less and less now."

"What? Are you still going to be my boss?" I put my arms around his waist and gave him a hard slap: "Honey, don't you realize that I'm almost the age when you and I reunited?"

I licked his neck and listened to his moans.

"One more year..." He blushed, raised his head and stretched his neck, unconsciously pandering to me, murmured with blurred eyes.

His appearance moved me very much, and I caressed him: "It's been nine years like this... Nine years, and you still said that I am not big or young, if I am really not big or young, you should have been here long ago gone."

"Aren't I already down here?"

I looked up, smiled and kissed his eyes.

"Don't tempt me honey, I know you want to tie me up with this."

He raised the corners of his lips, and the moment I got up, he grabbed my collar and pulled me down: "It seems that you still haven't figured it out."

His hand wandered under my shirt: "Is that why you don't want to?"

"My father, my real father Randall, told me that I need to wait for an opportunity to make a choice. At that time, I will know what I am pursuing in this life. Before that, how can I be completely Are you chained by your side?"

"Really? Then you are finished. It seems that you will pursue me in your life. Honey, no matter what the options are, how many there are, and under what circumstances, you must choose me."

He kissed my lips, making no secret of his dominance and threat.

"You must choose me."