East Berlin's June Boat Song

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His whole body was trembling, as if every step he took took all the strength in his body.

The hand holding the gun kept shaking, his beautiful face was distorted by the pain, and the clenched teeth were about to tear the veins on his forehead.He stretched out his hand towards me, unbelievably, sluggishly and tremblingly, caressed my filthy cheek.I have never heard such a painful roar from him. He rushed over and hugged me in his arms, and his crying pierced my heart like a knife.Hot tears washed the blood on my face, my chest heaved violently, and my painful, scorching breath fluttered on my face.

At this moment, he lost his composure so much that he could no longer restrain his emotions.

I stretched out my hand with difficulty and pointed to a corner of the cell: "Monitoring..."

He ignored me at all, shook his head frantically, tried his best to restrain his trembling teeth, and dared not look at my scarred body at all.My heart was about to break, tears were pouring down my face, and I was sobbing unbearably.

"I... it hurts..."

"Julian...I'm in so much pain..."

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

He took off his coat and wrapped me up, wiped the blood on my face with a handkerchief, kissed and comforted me constantly, and was so flustered that he kept saying apologies.After brushing away my blood-soaked forehead hair, he met my eyes and suddenly smiled sadly.

I realized what he was up to.

"No..." I tried to grab him, but he quickly stood up, picked up the gun and slapped the four monitors in the room, then bent down and kissed me.

"Wait for me a few minutes."

He left like the wind, and I shook my head in pain.Immediately there was loud gunshots outside and screams one after another, and I realized that everything was developing in an uncontrollable direction.Not long after, footsteps sounded again, but it belonged to two people.

Julian walked in through the door carrying Yevgeny, who was covered in blood but still smiling jokingly.

Yevgeny just glanced at me indifferently, then his gaze fell on Julian.

"General Azrael, everything that should be recorded has already been recorded." There was blood on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of mockery.

Julian threw him on the ground, pointing the muzzle of the black gun at him.

"Really? Then I can't keep you."

With a click, the safety of the pistol was released.Yevgeny began to panic, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Azrael! I am the director of the KGB in East Germany, you want to touch me, do you understand what it means?!"

Facing Yevgeni's ruthless expression, he only replied lightly: "Of course."

"Then you still..."

boom!

Yevgeny let out a scream, and a burst of blood erupted between his legs.I shook my head in horror, looked at Julian, muttered "no", and begged him to stop with my eyes.

We can't afford that price... I'd rather swallow it, no... Julian...

But he just smiled happily at me and said: "The moment they touch you, this is bound to happen."

He bent down and grabbed Yevgeny's hair, who was about to faint, and lifted him to force him to look at me.Yevgeny was like a dead fish in his hands, writhing in pain, and his eyes couldn't focus at all.But Julian didn't let him go, slapped him a few times, and squeezed his chin to force him to look at me.

Yevgeny and I met our eyes, and wept suddenly.

Julian straightened up and looked up to the sky and laughed, tears all over his face. He threw Yevgeny on the ground hard, loaded the pistol in seconds, and pointed it at him!

The muzzle of the gun spat out flames, and Yevgeny's body trembled unconsciously. Clouds of blood mist exploded, and fragments of flesh and blood shot out everywhere, and then he was completely paralyzed.The wide-open eyes were full of shock and unwillingness, tears mixed with blood dried up on his gradually stiff face.

Julian lowered the gun slowly, heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and stretched his slender neck, then walked to me and hugged me who had already been frightened.

"Rhein, after I go back, I want to tell you something." His voice was as calm as if the two of us were lying under the quiet moonlight at the moment, admiring the beautiful scenery, with a sense of comfort.

Shaking with horror, I looked at him in disbelief.

He carried me out of the cell, and the corridor outside was full of GRUs. After glancing at me, Alyosha quickly turned his head and brought down a KGB.Julian walked out of this secret prison on the northern outskirts of East Berlin and put me on the approaching military vehicle.

"Hey, wait for me for another 5 minutes." He smiled and closed the military uniform for me, then turned and left.

He walked towards the prison gate, where three people were kneeling, surrounded by four GRUs with live ammunition.The night was filled with firelight, and their frightened and trembling faces could be vaguely seen through the car window, but that was also the face that made me feel frightened and painful.

Julian stretched out his right hand, and a GRU handed him an axe, yes, I read it right, it was an axe.

I opened my eyes wide in shock, and saw him holding the handle of the ax with both hands, raising it high, the blade of the ax gleamed with a mysterious light, and when it fell heavily, there was a whistling sound, and a dazzling silver curve suddenly appeared, splitting the suffocating night.

There was a dull sound as the metal broke through the flesh and hit the bones, but it was covered by screams.The stagnation of the ax when it was pulled away stimulated his long-suppressed rage. He pulled out the ax blade violently, and the blood erupted like a volcanic eruption in an instant. His silver hair was stained with blood, and with a crazy smile on his face, he used an ax to vent the hatred and pain in his heart, one ax after another, clanging forcefully, until the three people in front of him were chopped into pieces.

The scene was so tragic that even the experienced GRUs turned their faces away.

He raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief, threw away the ax casually and gracefully, smoothed his silver hair back, and moved his wrist.Alyosha handed him a clean handkerchief silently, and he simply wiped it and threw it aside.

He said something in Alyosha's ear, Alyosha nodded with frown, saluted him as a soldier, and then organized the team.

But he put on a warm and gentle smile, and walked towards me quickly in the background of fire and night.

He got into the car, put me in his arms, and ordered the pale-faced non-commissioned officer in front of him to drive.

Taking a deep breath, as if to expel the stale air in his chest, the corners of his mouth twitched a bit.I have never seen such a crazy killing, and I was so frightened that I was out of my wits.As if knowing what I was thinking, he touched me gently, and said lightly: "They hurt you, and they hurt me, revenge is not hateful."

He suddenly laughed, laughed and cried again, tears streaming down his cheeks to mine.

"Will you be afraid of me?"

"Seeing me like this, will you be afraid?"

"But I started doing this kind of thing many years ago, don't you know?"

"No..." I struggled to make a sound, trying to wipe away his tears.

However, he hugged me even more panicked, and said in my ear: "I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you...but what can I make up for you? I killed them, and the pain I caused on you Can it be offset? No! No, not even a hundred, not even 1!"

His crying made me feel both shocked and frightened. I was not afraid of his killing, but the outburst of this kind of emotion, which was obviously suppressed for a long time.

How much has he endured for so many years?

How much pressure did he carry alone without me around?

To release his anger with such a cruel killing, to what extent is his soul broken and twisted?

My heart ached uncontrollably, tears and blood made a mess on my finally clean face, he kept wiping it for me, but the tears seemed endless.

The car quickly drove into Karlshorst and stopped in front of the white mansion. He hugged me and walked up to the piano room on the third floor under the horrified eyes of Ansolov and Sonia.The two of them didn't know what happened at all, so they could only stand outside the piano room uncomfortably at the risk of crossing the line.

Julian put me on the sofa and said, "Watch it."

He suddenly took out his gun and aimed at the wall, with two puffs, the bullet sank into the wall, and the plaster splashed everywhere.He walked over, picked at the wallpaper with his fingers, and pulled out a black thread that I was so familiar with.More and more, more and more talk, all over the piano room, deep into the bedroom...

He laughed like crazy, pulled down all the wiretapping wires, crumpled them into a ball and threw them on the ground, stomping on them with his feet, then rushed to me, held my shoulders, stared at me deeply, and said loudly Shout out.

"Rhine! Rhine! I love you! Do you hear that?! I love you! I love you!"

His blue eyes were filled with tears, his cheeks were flushed, his chest heaved violently because of the excitement, he hugged me into his arms, and cried out that he loved me loudly, his voice accompanied the crying, he said frantically that he loved me.

11 years, he finally told me he loves me.

But I could only respond to him with sobs and tears. He seemed to know my pain, kissed me unbearably, kissed me heartily, and kissed every inch of my filthy cheek.

"I love you...I love you..." As if he wanted to make up for all the love he owed in the past 11 years, he spoke tirelessly and endlessly.

I hugged him hard, and he woke up when he saw my bleeding wound.

Holding my face, he smiled like a wronged child after being comforted, stroked my eyelashes with his fingertips, and then let go of me.

He walked towards the pale-faced two people standing outside the door, and went to Ansolov first.

"There's nothing else going on here, you go down first, Rhine will need your help to take care of it for a while, thank you for your hard work."

"General..."

"No, don't ask, go down, Ansolov, and let me have a few words with Sonia."

Ansolov took a deep look at me on the sofa, wiped away his tears, turned and went downstairs.

Afterwards, Julian's eyes slowly moved to Sonia, who had already been sluggish.

"Did you see it? The blood all over my body contains Yevgeny's blood."

Sonia's beautiful eyes widened and she took a step back, tears streaming down her face silently.

Unexpectedly, Julian stepped forward and hugged her. Sonia reacted and wanted to struggle, but Julian tightly restrained her shoulders, and pressed a deep kiss on her trembling lips.

He stared into her tearful eyes and said word by word: "Sonia, our friendship is over, you can go."

"No... I won't go..." Sonia cried out in panic, begging, "I won't go..."

Julian's eyes sank coldly, with dark resentment, cutting off all Sonia's hopes. She suddenly realized something, screamed in horror, covered her face, turned around and ran downstairs, the mournful cry wafted In the white mansion in the early morning, all the tranquility was torn apart.

Julian slammed the door, stifling all sound.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

When he turned to look at me, there was another innocent and gentle smile.

I slumped on the sofa, my heart was already broken.

"Shall we go take a shower together?" He untied the military uniform wrapped around me, carefully took off the messy and broken clothes on my body, and then carried me into the bathroom, where he washed me carefully with hot water in the bathtub .

The smell of blood spread in the bathroom, and he and I walked out cleanly after washing for more than an hour.He still hugged me, put me on the bed tenderly, stroked my forehead lovingly, and said over and over again: "Sleep, I will heal your wounds."

"After some sleep, everything will be fine."

"All the pain will be gone."

"Because I will give you all my love."

"I love you, Rhine."

"I love you dearly."