East Berlin's June Boat Song

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At night I held him to sleep, stroked his soft hair, and asked questions I've always wanted to ask.

"Then you gave me the picture of Poland?"

"Yes." He agreed softly, "It's me."

"why?"

"I don't know... Maybe I don't want you to continue to love Julian at that time. I realized the stupidity of this plan, and I regretted it, because I love you too."

"So you want to pull me back?"

"Yeah, but you actually forgave Julian." Sasha nudged me like a cat in my arms, and I stroked his thin spine, feeling the life draining from him.

I couldn't help sobbing a little.

"But that's actually not Julian's fault, but I didn't expect you to understand him. Rhine, you really love him. Although I am very envious, because I also love Julian, I feel very sad." I am gratified. He has suffered so much, and finally there is someone who can truly love him and stay by his side."

"However." He chuckled a few times: "Rationally, it's very clear, but it's always difficult to overcome emotion. After all, I still hope you can love me."

"We all love you and will be there for you." I kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"I believe."

He hugged me: "Go to sleep, I'm a little tired today."

"it is good."

He rarely answered my question that night. In the past few days, I changed the subject whenever I asked him. I fell asleep peacefully amidst his tenderness, but I didn't know how much I would regret it later.But it's useless to regret, because even if I didn't sleep that day, he would probably use some other method to stuff me into the secret door behind the rock.

I was crying, crying desperately, but I couldn't speak, probably he gave me some kind of anesthetic.He slowly and carefully tied me to a chair with a rope, very gently, for fear of hurting me, knowing that I had no feeling.

He was crying like me, but still smiled peacefully.

"Don't worry, the effect of this potion only lasts about ten hours. Your consciousness will remain clear, you can see and hear everything, my dear, the rope is a slipknot, and you can untie it when you can move .”

His voice was without any waves, it was unbelievably calm.He took out another brown leather notebook and put it on my lap, and said, "Don't you want to know everything? Everything is recorded in this notebook."

I tried hard to make a sound, but failed.

"Your eyes are asking me questions again, what do I want to do?" He smiled and touched my face: "Remember what I told you? Sooner or later, I will prove my love to you. I want to , and now the hour has come."

He suddenly choked up, and tears rolled down his face.

"Don't be afraid." He touched my forehead, and hot tears dripped on my cheeks, with a scorching temperature.

"Because everything will pass, you will forget me, everyone will forget me, I am not disappearing, I am liberation, I will exist in every corner of this world, or a gust of wind, or a ray of moonlight, or you An insignificant speck of dust on the hem of your clothes. I will watch over you, protect you, and love you forever."

He kissed me again, deep and lingering, full of reluctance, his fiery breath wrapped around me, and he would not let me go.This kiss lasted for a full minute, but I couldn't respond, I could only do my best to remember the softness of his lips and the taste of the tip of his tongue.

He laughed again, and the tears were like two thin galaxies in the night.

After taking a deep look at me, he got up and left, walking out of the secret door.

The dark night obliterated his figure.

I closed my eyes in pain and despair.

The silence was so unbearable that I almost tortured to death.Under the excruciating pain, my consciousness began to trance, and when I was short of breath, I heard an extremely clear gunshot.

My eyes widened.

Through that window, I could see the blue and gold ripples of the dawn, the smoke from the kitchen rising slowly in the thick fog, and the village was as quiet and peaceful as ever.

The gunshots rang out again, one after another.

The sharp gunshots were like sharp knives piercing through the peaceful curtain, tearing away all the camouflage used to cover up, stripping the cruel reality ruthlessly, and holding it in front of me dripping with blood.

I screamed in horror, but I couldn't do anything.

Gradually, the gunfire subsided, and I heard a rush of footsteps outside, accompanied by painful gasps.The sound was so familiar that it made me feel desperate, and what was even more desperate was that the footsteps came from more than one person.

It's two people.

I began to struggle feebly again, until the figures of the two people bypassed the wooden house and appeared in the open space in front of the rock.

I've seen them standing together many times, but I never imagined that one day they would face each other like this.

You see, Julian's hand is shaking, the hand holding the gun is shaking.He still had a cold expression, but his eyes completely betrayed him. In fact, he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

And Sasha, clutching his injured left shoulder, smiled at him childishly, a mischievous smile I had never seen before.Blood oozes from his fingers, but he doesn't seem to feel the pain, staring straight at Julian.

They started talking and I could hear them clearly.I realized that this was the last stage play Sasha had planned for me.

And he has to perform it himself.

Sasha coughed a few times, Julian couldn't help stretching out his hand, but retracted angrily.

"Why do you let them be below and not let those people follow?" Sasha's eyes were full of resentment: "You have to... you have to... let them see it."

Julian's Adam's apple slid up and down, obviously tense.

"Because I know you have something to tell me."

"Yes, Yulia, I have something to tell you. There are a lot of things I want to tell you...but at this moment, I feel...it doesn't matter so much whether I say it or not..."

"But I want to hear it."

Sasha looked up at him, tears running down her pale cheeks.

"You really want to hear it?"

"real."

"Okay, then I'll tell you..."

Step by step, Sasha staggered towards Julian, reaching out to caress the tense and distorted face, trembling with pain.

He kissed him deeply, and the moment his lips touched, Julian hugged him in pain.

Sasha collapsed into Julian's arms almost instantly. He was half lying on the ground, staring at Julian, and smiled peacefully.

"Yulia... this will be our last kiss..."

"I want to give you back all my love..."

Julian pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said a word: "No..."

Sasha looked at him lovingly, with reluctance and sadness in his smile, but his voice was soothing, and he kept touching Julian's face.

"Don't be afraid, this is destined..."

"Yulia..."

"Please...forget about me..."

"Because I... have been looking forward to... looking forward to this moment..."

Sasha stroked Julian's tear-dropping eyes and smiled softly.Julian clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead were about to tear.

"Don't be sad, just feel sorry for me a little bit, you understand...it will be...you and my relief."

"You call me, how do you live..."

Sasha smiled and shook her head.

"But you have to live... Yulia... Only if you are alive and you can stand upright, those people... can't touch him..."

He suddenly grabbed Julian's hand eagerly, his eyes widened, and his voice became louder, as if he was dying to ask for his last request.

"You have to be strong, you can't be weak, we brought him into this treacherous world, we have to be responsible to him! Just like you did to me back then! No! It's different, you don't need to feel guilty towards him, everything All the mistakes I made, you just need to love him and protect him."

Julian's whole body heaved violently, he lowered his head, and hot tears fell on Sasha's face.After Sasha finished speaking, he lost all his strength in an instant, and his expression relaxed again gently.

He turned his head slightly in Julian's arms and looked towards me.Tears mixed with blood flowed down his cheeks, and there was deep affection in his brown eyes.

"Yulia..."

"Ok?"

"I don't love you anymore."

He smiled suddenly, with a bit of cunning that succeeded, and my heart was about to break.

"Please, let me go."

"Do not……"

"Do it, save yourself, and most importantly, save him..."

Julian raised his head in despair and choked up with sobs.The first ray of morning light broke through the thick fog and fell on them. He squinted his eyes against the light, bathed in the golden light, as if he had received some kind of divine enlightenment.

He laughed suddenly.

Slowly lowering his head, he looked at Sasha in his arms.

The moment their eyes met, the two smiled knowingly.

I realized something, struggled and shouted desperately, but I could only make a hoarse and indistinct sound, tears burst down the bank, and I was horrified to see Julian slowly pick up the gun.

Do not!Do not!Do not!

You won't be able to take it!You won't be able to bear that kind of pain!

Don't take him, we can't lose him!

I don't want you to be like this, I don't want...

Julian!Put down the gun!

Please……

At the last moment, Sasha's last moment of life.

I still remember that he turned his eyes to me again, and when the cold muzzle touched his heart, he smiled softly at me, just like he did many times in the past.

His blood-soaked lips slightly opened and closed, leaving the last words.

"I love you……"

He did his closing act and proved his love for me.

Amid the dull gunshot, his body trembled, and he completely limp in Julian's arms.

Julian's face was twisted in pain, his lips were pale and trembling, he closed Sasha's eyes, and looked up at the place where his last gaze fell.

Unbelievable, our eyes met.

He knows I'm here.

Slowly, almost exhausting all his strength, he raised his trembling right index finger and gently touched it to his lips.

He made a silent gesture, and I was about to pass out.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps, and in my last field of vision, Julian let go of Sasha and stood up, surrounded by countless plainclothes KGB and Gru, a black mass of crows that seemed to surround the god of death.

And the desperate and grief-stricken Angel of Death has not looked at the corpse on the ground so far.

Likewise, he stepped out of the crowd.

Never looked at me again.

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PS: The next five chapters will reveal the past between them, from the notebook left by Sasha.It is not No.1, you will understand after reading it.

Woohoo, I can't cry alone