East Berlin's June Boat Song

Chapter 57 57

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If it weren't for the windbreaker in my arms, I would have thought Sasha's arrival was a dream.

When I woke up again, the cell was completely new. Look at the white walls, and the high-end medical equipment lined up outside the door. It can hardly be called a cell, maybe a ward is more appropriate.And I was also wearing a soft blue cotton hospital gown, and Sasha's windbreaker was held tightly in my arms.

Sonia and Ansoloff came once, and they brought delicious butter and bread, so patiently and tenderly reassured me, I forced myself to eat, but quickly spit it out.

After several experiences, Sonia said with tears, "Rhein is really sick this time."

So I began to have doctors under the leadership of Sasha to diagnose and treat me every day. I couldn't say that I cooperated, but I didn't resist.Maybe I resigned to my fate, I tossed and turned in their hands like a little white mouse.

But I didn't feel sad or heartbroken. I just knelt on the bed and prayed every day holding the Bible brought by Sonia.

I was very peaceful, very peaceful.

As long as I don't see him, as long as he doesn't appear in front of me, I don't even think it matters to be locked up here for the rest of my life.I will study the scriptures, savoring the essence of each one carefully, repenting for the lives that died at my hands, and praying for Allen over and over again.

Don't feel the passage of time, never cry again.I greet everyone who comes to see me with a smile. On that day, Ansolov brought me many books and newspapers. I finally learned the truth in an outdated version of Pravda.

The information brought back by George made the entire Karlshorst nervous, and it was the reason why Allen had to die at that time.

It turned out to be the case.

MI54 and the CIA actually joined forces and started digging a tunnel in [-], extending from West Berlin to East Berlin, just under the Sonnfeld Highway.The cables of the Soviet army are buried there, and countless Western spies have obtained a large amount of information through eavesdropping there.

This secret plan, code-named "Operation Gold", was known to George a long time ago, and was successfully notified to the Soviet military after I brought it back from Poland. However, they considered many factors and did not act after knowing it, but chose to An opportune time to launch a beautiful public opinion counterattack.

In the newspapers, Khrushchev denounced the bad behavior of the Americans and the British impassionedly, which aroused fierce repercussions all over the world.On the other page, there are photos of the tunnel taken by reporters.In the photo, the spacious tunnel was full of senior Soviet military officers. The leader, Yulian, stood with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression, making no secret of his gloomy mood.

Closing the newspaper, I smiled wryly.

Obviously, Allen participated in the tunnel project. It is very likely that he is the connector in East Berlin. The reason why the Soviets couldn't move him was because the time had not come. Once Allen was moved, the British would find out The Soviet military may have known about the existence of the tunnel.

His death had long been arranged as the first shot of this battle.

And Natasha, the beautiful swallow, found out about the damn tunnel so early that Ellen had to take care of her.

It's ridiculous.

What's the point of their eavesdropping and eavesdropping?Can anyone really destroy whom?Can anyone really hold anyone hostage?

I threw away the newspaper and sat on the bed blankly, remembering that at that time I still teased Alan whether he went to mine.

Oh, it turns out that he really went to dig a tunnel.My Ellen, why did your scalpel hand do that work?

Laughing a few times at himself, he suddenly heard the sound of the door lock opening, and raised his eyes to see Julian walking in.It was still such a long time, he came to see me for the first time.

But I'm just disgusted.

I quickly got into the quilt and wrapped myself tightly.

"Rhein, take the quilt away." His voice was so close that I was so frightened that my teeth trembled, my eyes were tightly closed, and I was chanting the Lord's Prayer, begging God to take this demon away.

Seeing that I didn't move, he began to stretch out his hand to pull the quilt. His patience never exceeded the third stroke, so in his last forceful force, I fell to the ground with a bang along with the quilt.

Then he squatted down and hugged me: "It would be great if you were more obedient."

He put me on the bed, and I still closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to see his face at all.

"You reassure me that you still care about me." His delicate and warm palm touched my face: "Rhein, didn't you say that I am your belief?"

"Then what is this?"

I opened my eyes and found that he was holding my Bible in his hand.

"Give it back to me!" I struggled to snatch it from him, holding the Bible in my arms like a treasure, and curled up at the corner of the bed.

"No, you're not."

"I was deceived by you, everything in the illusion is also an illusion!"

"Then, your promise doesn't count?" He leaned forward and said, "I'm not your belief, are you leaving me?"

I met his gaze, twitched the corners of my mouth, and gave him an affirmative answer.

"Yes, I want to leave you, I don't even want to see you again, you make me miserable, just give me a chance, I will definitely leave without hesitation, go back to my sewer alley, and stay away from you hypocrisy Vicious big shot, stay away from you, never see you again..."

"Lie!" He suddenly became emotional, pressed me on the bed, and threatened me viciously: "You are lying, you will not leave me, because you once made a promise."

"Then I will break my promise now." I clenched my trembling teeth, showing no sign of weakness.

His eyes suddenly became sad: "But, Rhine... Those who break their promises will be punished. For me, there is only one way of punishment, and that is death..."

"Do you think there is any difference between me now and death?"

"No, no...I won't allow..."

I laughed in disbelief, shook my head and said, "Why do you care about me? I can't leave you, is it important to you?"

"Do you like me? Do you love me?"

"It turns out that you are the one who is greedy. Isn't it enough for you to have Sasha?"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the hand on my chest loosened: "What are you thinking?"

He lifted me up and held me in his arms: "Are you so concerned about the matter between me and Sasha? Maybe one day you will understand...but you must be by my side, you can't leave me."

"Stop pretending, it's just because your goal has not been achieved." I mercilessly exposed him: "There are still big fish that haven't taken the bait, how can I throw off this bait so easily."

"How did Allen know that you knew about the tunnel but didn't act? You casually told me military secrets in Poland, just because those secrets can no longer be called secrets."

I looked up at him: "Have you ever looked for me? Who got the news and gave it to the British? Maybe there are many more things like this happening... So, where is the big fish? You don't know anything ..."

Julian's eyes became gentle, and even showed a little appreciation: "You have finally grown up, but should I be happy?"

"It's just that if you think that's the reason why I keep you by my side, then that's not bad. Rhine, when you reach my age, you will understand that the reason and process of some things are not important, we only care about the result more .”

"The result is, you are with me, you are by my side."

I smiled helplessly: "But, but I don't want to love you anymore."

He took my hand and kissed it lightly.

"It's okay, you just don't want to."

"I don't want to change any facts, you still love me."

"Oh Julian Julian...why are you so cruel?" I burst into tears again, thinking it was an endless nightmare.

He kissed my eyes, swallowed my tears, then kissed my lips, and then ripped my clothes...

"Please, I don't want to, please..."

"I'm not your plaything...you already have him, why are you doing this to me..."

"Please……"

His kiss stopped suddenly: "So, even this is unbearable for you?"

"It's unbearable, it makes me want to vomit, your kiss, your touch, makes me feel scared, makes me feel like dying."

"I don't know you anymore, you are worse than a stranger in my heart."

He trembled a little, and chuckled in my ear: "It's just angry words."

"If you don't want to, I won't force you."

"As long as you're still with me."

He let me go, even buttoned me up sweetly, and put the Bible in my arms.

"If your Lord can guide you, then I hope that the end point where he guides you will be me."

He kissed my forehead and left the cell.

His warmth remained on my body, and his fir breath was left behind. I tore my clothes frantically, and then cried with my head in my arms.Why?Why won't you let me go?

I was so stupid, so stupid.

How can there be love without reason in this world?How could a big guy like them fall in love with a little guy like me?I'm just a defenseless worm, endowed with inexplicable value, and played by them for six years... For six years, everyone is trying to get me close to him and fall in love with him, really Has no one ever thought that love is the most dangerous and cruel thing in this world?

Really no one thought, is that going to ruin my life?

No, they don't care.

They don't care about my friends, my dreams, my beliefs, my perseverance...

They kidnapped me with love, forced me, pushed me to the edge of a cliff, made me walk on eggshells, and made me suffer.

Everyone says they love me, but no one really loves me, they just try to confuse me with hypocrisy.

Sadly, I... I can't control my heart.

Oh, God!If you are directed, please get away from it all.

If I was born small, I would like to be small forever.If I was born humble, I wish to be humble forever.

Just being away from it all.

I lay limp on the bed and wept. The stimulation he brought to me was greater than I had imagined.I started to have a fever and vomit, and I seemed to have seen Sasha visit several times in a daze.

The weight dropped rapidly, and he was skinny, with scars all over his body, and a shocking gunshot wound on his face.Although Sasha changed my dressing every day and gave me nutritional supplements, I never seemed to get back to my old self.

That day, he held me in his arms and begged me, saying that I couldn't get better because I desperately wanted to die.

Because a person who wants to die, no matter what superb medical skills are powerless.

I looked at him with a smile, stroked his pretty cheeks, touched his golden spectacle frame with my fingertips, pinched his face like a child, touched his nose, and then touched his lips.

With trembling eyes, he forced a smile and asked me, what are you doing?

I don't know what I'm doing, but just want to do it.Later I realized that if you love someone too much, you will live like him.At that time, I became Julian in my fantasy boyhood.

I fantasized that I was him and fell in love with Sasha.

So I did a lot of weird things like kissing the scar on Sasha's neck and saying sorry.I cupped his face, kissed his lips, and begged him not to leave me.I will also actively touch him, push him on the bed, unbutton his shirt, and kiss him over and over again.

Tell him I love him very much.

I still remember Sasha's expression at that time, surprise turned into panic, and finally fell into a deep feeling.Perhaps for a moment, he couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.He gazed at me sadly, responding to my whispers in his ear.He said he knew, he knew I loved him, because he loved me too, so he put his arms around me and kissed me lingeringly.

I took off his glasses, kissed them on the frame and threw them aside, then leaned down to kiss his beautiful eyes.My fingers passed over his tight jaw and slowly moved upwards, inserting them into his hair, I murmured, I love you, I really love you.Then sucked his lips, prying his jaw open a little forcefully, exploring the cavities of his lips.

I opened his blouse, took off my hospital gown, and stuck close to him.The scorching heat spread among us, and his hand slowly lowered.

He said, I love you too, Rhine, I love you too.

I was kissing his neck, but he called my name.

I raised my head viciously, grabbed his hands and bound them to my sides, and asked him, who is Rhine? !Don't mention the name because I don't like it!

His eyes widened suddenly, and he asked me in surprise, then who are you?

I laughed and saw a tear roll from the corner of his eye.

I licked the tear with the tip of my tongue, stroked his face and said.

I am Julian, I love you Julian.

The temperature of his body dropped sharply, he shook his head in pain and horror, rolled from the bed to the ground the moment he pushed me away, picked up his glasses, and fled with his windbreaker in hand.The back of him staggering away looked very embarrassed, but he left so fast, I called him hysterically from behind, begging him to come back, don't leave me!

do not leave Me!

I won't cut your neck with a knife again, I will love you...  

do not leave Me......

But there was no response.

Since then, my attending physician has changed.

I don't know him, but he seems kind.

Until one day, I asked him, why did he spend so long talking to me every day?

He smiled and said:

——Because communicating with mental patients is a necessary means of treatment.

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PS: The tunnel incident is a real event in history, and it is also the news that George disclosed to the Soviets. On the one hand, the Soviets wanted to protect George as an insider, and on the other hand, they wanted to find the right time to fight the public opinion war. They did not disclose it at the first time, but in 1956 It was officially exposed in early April of this year.