East Berlin's June Boat Song

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As expected, I was taken to Karlshorst by the special car of the KGB that night. Evgeny began to "inquire" me with a smile. Naturally, I honestly confessed that I did meet with Richard. Try to turn against me and so on.The "friendly" cold light from his slender eyes traveled up and down my body, but I was no longer afraid.

"So, your position is still firm?"

"Of course." I shrugged: "No one is more determined than me. You know, I am your friend, your friend forever."

"Okay, great!" Yevgeny stood up and walked to me, patted me on the shoulder, and sighed earnestly: "It seems that you are still very important, why doesn't Richard give up? Tsk tsk , Yankee's heart is really hard to guess."

"Who knows? You have to protect me well."

"Of course, my dear little Rhine. Are you still going to report to the general? He should be waiting for you." Yevgeny smiled maliciously.

"Can I not go? If I don't go, how can I show my position to the general?" I stood up, walked out of the interrogation room, and said, "I have to go to gain the trust of the general."

"He trusts you, Rhine, no one trusts you more than him."

I raised my eyebrows, didn't respond to his words, nodded to him, turned around and left St. Anthony's Hospital.When I got out of the hospital building, I found Sonia leaning against the car, smoking a cigarette, and seemed to be waiting for me.

"Let's go Rhine, I'll pick you up."

"Thank you Sonia!" I ran towards her: "Aren't you going to see Evgeny?"

The corners of Sonia's mouth twitched a little: "There's nothing to see, now I can go back to the white mansion in time for dinner."

I jumped on her jeep and arrived at the white mansion not long after. After we had a simple meal, Sonia got up to say goodbye and returned to her officer's apartment, while I came to the piano room on the third floor to report today to Julian Met with Richard this afternoon.

"You don't have to tell me, I don't care if you see him." He just replied lightly.

"Oh? Believe me so much?" I hugged him, took the glass from him, and took a sip of vodka, "Say, do you want to continue to use me and give me some false information to fool Richard? De them."

He raised the corners of his lips and pinched my chin: "Why, have you learned to make up your mind?"

"What crooked idea..." I muttered and hugged him: "I really don't know why you are so calm, just in case..."

"There is no just in case." He looked down at me: "Because I try my best to avoid the so-called 'what if' from happening every day..."

He poured another glass of wine and fell silent after drinking it.His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes fell on the floor in a daze.After a long time, he suddenly raised his eyes and smiled in relief, stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms.

I stroked his increasingly thin shoulders and protruding collarbone, feeling so distressed that I didn't know what to do.After Sasha left, his pressure suddenly increased, but I couldn't take it for him at all.Not to mention advising him like Sasha, and cooperating with him internally and externally, I don't even know the high-level forces in the Soviet Union, and I have to always worry that my life will not become his burden.

"Find some time, let's go to the countryside to recuperate." I leaned against his neck and said softly, "There are no disputes during this time."

"Well, where do you want to go?"

"Sochi? Or Hungary? I can do it, as long as I'm with you, I'm willing to go anywhere." After thinking about it, I added: "Let's find a place in Germany, so that I can also learn about history. under the banner of Tassi."

His cold hands caressed my face, it was very comfortable, and I closed my eyes enjoying it.

"Then Potsdam, just right, I can also go to the intelligence station over there to inspect."

"Well, there is a beautiful lake in Potsdam, we can watch swans by the lake."

So taking advantage of the warmth of spring, I took a two-week trip with him.Donald and Frank came and harassed me once, the day before we left.I was packing my luggage that night, and I was so happy to see them coming that I almost rushed forward to hug them.They were shocked and backed away again and again, with expressions of seeing a ghost.

"There must be something wrong with the brain." Donald snorted twice, took Frank's little hand and carried the submachine gun, and left.

I foolishly waved at them, watched them leave, and told them to come earlier next time, maybe we could have dinner together or something.Neither of them looked back at me in the end, only Frank held out his hand and gave me the middle finger.

The next day, I went to Potsdam after I went to the Stasi to explain some business to Dunn.And Julian will also take the special car of GRU, and we will meet at Cecilinhof Palace in Potsdam.

That beautiful English-style country-style palace was the signing place of the "Potsdam Agreement" at that time, and I have heard about it for a long time.Later, there was a hotel in the palace, and this time Julian will stay here.Of course, his identity has been concealed by the GRU, saving the trouble of clearing the venue.

When I walked down the country road with a suitcase and a Polaroid around my neck, Alyosha was already waiting for me at the gate of the palace.He waved to me excitedly, with a smile on his face.

"Why are you so happy?" I teased him.

"I haven't been here before, hehe, the lake here is so beautiful!" He smirked and patted me on the shoulder, and gave me a room card, "Go, the general is waiting for you."

He winked at me with a smirk, and I suddenly realized that Alyosha should know the real relationship between me and Julian, and my mood instantly became tense, and when I came to the hotel suite with some gloom, Julian had already made two cups of black tea .

"What's the matter?" He smiled and took the luggage in my hand: "Our deputy director is tired after walking a few steps?"

"Can we trust Alyosha?"

Julian chuckled: "Rhein, you are a little too vigilant. Although trust is a very precious thing to us, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Alyosha has followed me since the war, and he is very loyal. .”

I nodded, hugged him and said, "I'm not worried about problems."

He pampered my head and said, "Let's take a rest for a while and go for a walk. There are beautiful forests and lakes here. Didn't you say you want to see swans?"

I felt soothed by his affectionate eyes, took two sips of black tea, and looked at the suite carefully.Promising and promising, this little rascal Rhine can still live in the palace once in his life, tsk, this life is not in vain.

Look at this precious all-copper chandelier, rose pattern wallpaper embroidered with gold thread, soft and delicate Persian carpet, baroque fireplace and floor-to-ceiling clothes hanger made of mahogany...Luxury but unobtrusive, with so much classicism Feeling a little bit of the Renaissance, the colors are soft and gorgeous, complementing the beautiful natural scenery outside the window.

I slumped on the swamp-like soft sofa, squinting my eyes to enjoy it, when someone had already changed into outwear and urged me to go out.

"What kind of laziness does it look like?" He threw me a go-out jacket, "Put it on and go out."

I stood up and looked at him, and my eyes suddenly brightened.

"General Azrael, you will catch the eyes of all the ladies here."

He proudly tidied up the collar of his linen shirt, gathered the off-white crocheted knitted jacket, inserted his slender fingers into the silver hair and smoothed it back, revealing a forehead as smooth as agar and rippling blue eyes Passionate and playful, the corners of her red lips curled up in a provocative arc, and her voice floated softly and delicately: "Why, do you feel a sense of crisis?"

I narrowed my eyes and did not hide the evilness in my smile: "You should have a sense of crisis. Dressing like this makes me feel the urge to fall in love with you."

I stood up and walked in front of him, holding him in my arms: "So beautiful, like a poet, it should sound nice."

"I think you are getting bolder and fatter." His sweet smile was full of threats.

"Come on my dear." I licked and bit his neck: "You want something very much yourself, I can satisfy you first."

He laughed softly, blushed like a cherry, and grabbed my hand that was wandering over him and held it in his palm.

"Okay, let's talk about tonight."

I secretly sighed, how could this person be so restrained.Suppressing the urge to toss and turn him on the bed, I changed my clothes and went out with him.

The forest after the rain seeps densely and slantingly in the sun, the gray-brown branches of the twisted beech trees are intertwined, and the new shoots in spring are eagerly stretching upwards.Spots of light are scattered on the dark ground like a stage, and the cobbled path in the forest is covered with deep green moss.Step on it, leaving water seepage footprints in the soft, occasionally one or two black beetles crawl out, rustling towards the roadside bushes.

Larks are chirping, bees are buzzing, and where there is plenty of sunshine there are butterflies flying.We walked hand in hand through this dark path, and we came to a level grass.In the center of the grass grew a huge wisteria tree, like colored glass, the purple flowers shone brightly after the rain and fluttered in the wind.

He stood still suddenly, and his eyes fell on the wisteria.With soft eyes pouring out, he showed a peaceful smile.

"I often wonder why there are always such beautiful things in the world." He twirled a flower and said softly, "There is an omnipotent Creator in your world, but not in mine. According to what law do the flowers grow out?"

"Perhaps there are no rules in the world." I said with a smile, "If everything followed the rules, how boring would this world be? It's just messy, without rules, and you can do whatever you want, and grow at will based on God's love!"

I kept waving my hands in the drooping wisteria, and a few bees surrounded me, making me regret that I had sprayed too much perfume in the morning.

He was very quiet and elegant, looking at me with a smile: "Just like you..."

I froze and stopped to look at him.

"Like you, came to me out of the love of God."

Those loving eyes almost made me dizzy, I stepped forward to kiss him: "You atheist..."

But just halfway through my words, I let out a scream, and a bee shot me in the face. Shouting loudly.I rushed out of the wisteria, flicked away the bees that bothered me, and cursed angrily.

"What the hell!" I took off my coat and drove the bees away, until I ran to the edge of the woods and stopped, covering my sore cheek, I looked back bitterly.

In the middle of the velvety green grass, among the dreamy purple flowers, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the wisteria gently caress his face with the wind, with a pure smile, his expression was like a saint As pure and peaceful.The silver hair and the sunlight complement each other, like the fusion of moonlight and sunlight.The beautiful side face is carved in a purple bouquet, and the silver eyelashes tremble slightly, pulsating the breath of life, which makes me believe at this moment that God's love has really taken care of him.

I quickly took out the Polaroid camera I carried with me, and couldn't help but record this scene forever.I am very glad that I photographed such a beautiful moment of him, because at this moment he is bathed in the holy light of God, he looks very happy, so I will be happy too.

I walked over and looked at him pitifully.He held my face in his hands and stroked the red marks on my face with a smile.

"It hurts." I acted like a baby, blinking my big eyes and looked at him innocently.

He smiled and kissed me: "Who told you to wear so much perfume?"

"I don't want to seduce you."

I wrapped my arms around his waist and rubbed into his arms.He was pinned on the trunk of the wisteria by me, smiled helplessly, hugged me and sat down along the trunk.We took a nap under the tree that afternoon, and I lay on his lap, drooling from sleep, and left a suspicious mark on his trousers.

Later, we stepped on the sunset, shuttled in the forest, and watched the white swans around the lake for a long time before returning to the hotel reluctantly.After dinner, I couldn't hold back like a hooligan, and walked up and down the living room eagerly, begging him to take a shower with me while he was dealing with official business.

He looked at me helplessly, but there was undisguised doting in his eyes.I held his hand with a smile and pushed all the documents aside: "I'll be busy later."

He blushed and followed me into the bathroom, God, the bathtub in this suite is really big enough, like a Roman bath.ok, great!I almost clapped excitedly!

My smile must be very obscene, but a certain general is not in a hurry, looking at that arrogant look, I know this will be another fierce battle.

Why doesn't this person know how to admit defeat?This time I have to seize the opportunity first.However, it turns out that any technique is powerless in the face of absolute power, and soon I was surrounded by him and slammed by the bathtub.

"Rhein, it depends on my mood, you know?" He smiled like a seductive fox.

"Do you think you can still threaten me? My dear, this will only arouse my fighting spirit."

While he was not paying attention, I hugged him and changed positions vigorously, and kissed him forcefully.Don't give him a chance until his pushes are limp.

I won.

In the dense water vapor, his body could almost pinch water, and his shoulders and neck were covered with continuous red like sunset, as if he took a bite, and the sweet juice like a peach would ooze out.I sniffed dazedly, grabbed his jaw and kissed him frantically.

The sound of the kiss was loud and clear, my fingers went in and out, hot and sticky, as soft as water.I freed myself from the confinement, and explored with a stable and gentle frequency, simple and straightforward, and the enthusiasm burst out and vented in the sound of bang bang.The nerves seemed to be run over by a wheel covered with stones, and rippled like boiling sea waves.

He eventually melted again.

Satisfied, I carried him out of the bath, who was dripping wet, and put him on the bed, and whispered in his ear, who had already been limp, with ill intentions: "My lord, what do I want..."