Dawn Redemption

A dense light-colored rain curtain shrouded the milky white marble steps.The white house is hazy in the mist and rain, like a beautiful but fragile dream, which cannot stand any disturbance.

No thunder.But the moment the solid wooden door was broken open, it was a rupture more shocking than the thunder in the dream.

The stern-looking boy rushed out the door.The figure carrying the huge backpack was extremely thin in the rain and fog.The short golden hair was condensed into strands by the rain and clinged to her fair face.The immature and exquisite facial features carried a coldness that was far from his age.

A man followed the boy into the rain and called his name loudly, but the boy's footsteps did not slow down at all. The man strode up and grabbed the boy's slender arm to stop him. Come.

"You let him go!" A woman's voice came from the open door.

The man frowned, and said in a low voice: "Listen to me, son, just be patient, you can't join the army, or everything will be over..." The boy still didn't look back, and said without emotion: "Let go. Even if I die in the barracks, I don't want to stay in this crappy place."

The gorgeous buildings with their doors wide open turned gray in the rain and fog.

"Don't listen to what your mother said... Come back with me..." the man said in an almost pleading tone.

"What are you trying to persuade him to do! If he is determined, you can let him go!" The woman's sharp voice sounded again. "Did you hear that?" The boy's slightly turned side face showed a mocking smile, but he seemed to be holding back his teeth and said, "Let go."

The man's heart turned cold, and he still whispered, even though his voice was trembling: "Son, you are too impulsive..."

"let go."

"son……?"

"Let go of me, coward!"

The boy roared loudly, easily broke away from the man's weakened hand, and rushed into the rain without looking back.

Finn Yannick opened his eyes suddenly, his vision quickly adapted to the darkness, and he gradually traced the outline of the corner of the ceiling.

There is a faint light coming from below. It should be that Jonas is hiding under the blanket and using a flashlight to write a letter to his boyfriend who works in Berlin.Everyone else is asleep.The snoring was hard to tell whose it belonged to.

Finn rolled over and pulled the quilt back.Close your eyes but think of that dream again.

Frequent intrusions made him tired of such dreams.

Disgusting at the same time.