Chapter 20 Chapter Twenty

I couldn't be more surprised if a sudden earthquake happened at this very moment. I widened my eyes and looked at the blond man in front of me, as if hearing the Arabian Nights: ... His brother?that person…… "It's really not easy for you to show such an expression." Major Portman teased, "Haven't you been doubting our relationship? Now I'll tell you all." I didn't know what to say in this situation, so I coughed vaguely a few times. "Sergeant Heinrich Belken is indeed half my blood, three years older than me. Only he resembles his mother, especially the burgundy hair. I first met him at ten Eight years old, he is just a humble gardener in that big house, but he has read a lot of books, and his grades are very good, if it is not because of lack of money, I think he can enter the best university in Berlin. He has always been He hates me very much, he always gets along with me, and even wanted to kill me. I didn't understand why at first, and I taught him a lesson, but after a while, I found out about him: his mother... It was the man's maid."

I couldn't help covering my mouth. "Is it so rotten that it stinks? Such a disgusting person is actually my father!" The major showed an unconcealable disgust on his face, "I don't care how he let this son be born, anyway, he treats their mother and child His attitude is not much better than his horse. It is absurd that Heinrich has been delusional, hoping that he will recognize him. Unlike me, he has always worked hard for the name Portman, he always Want that man to look him in the eye. What he doesn't understand is: this 'father' is too vain, he doesn't need an heir with obvious humble blood, so he chooses me, the blond, proud German charactermatic."

"Does he...resent you?" "Of course, he thought it was my appearance that made his long-term efforts in vain. I bet he looks at me every day with poisoned eyes behind his back. But what's even more ridiculous is that the man actually ordered him Serve me! Whether it is going to school or joining the army, he is always by my side to take care of me and monitor me at the same time." I frowned: "Surveillance?" "Yes, monitoring. The Marquis Portman is very afraid that I, an uneducated and unworthy son, will do something that will damage his reputation. So Heinrich has been with me for eight years..."

"Didn't he hurt you?" It's hard for me to imagine such a brotherhood. "It happened at the beginning, and it was very frequent. He would report every 'bad thing' about me in a hurry, gloating, wishing that I would be kicked out of the house. But unfortunately, the Marquis cherishes this 'only' heir very much. He not only Once again ordered the jealous Heinrich to save my face, and if he didn't obey the order, he would be severely punished... so you know, my poor brother is going crazy." What I didn't know was that this guy could spend so long with the sergeant in this state: "He didn't give up, did he?"

"If he can hold an impossible fantasy for more than 20 years, he will naturally not relax because of this short period of time. Do you know why he and I enlisted at the same time but only had the rank of sergeant? Because I once The second time I was in danger on the way to perform the mission, and the wrong information twice came from my careless 'adjutant'..." Thinking of that person's unpredictable eyes, I shivered. "...When he found out that I was interested in you, you can imagine his excitement. On the one hand, he hoped that I would really hang out with you, and on the other hand, he had to suppress this matter in the official He is too good at reading my mind. He knows that from a certain point on, I no longer have a game attitude towards you. At this time, he finally found a way to completely destroy me. Arrange Joseph · Guied caught us kissing, had soldiers gang-raping poor Marisa... made you desperate to kill me, and I know he directed it, he was probably overjoyed."

My hands tightly clutched the blanket under me, and I couldn't tell whether it was because of surprise or anger. "So he's been watching both of us?" "Exactly. Surely you can imagine how a really patient hunter guards his prey?" "He also knows the secret actions of the troupe and my... threat to you?" "Of course." The major nodded. "That's why he realized that you had become dangerous when he found out that I had obtained a passport according to your requirements. I didn't know that he could actually... kill you outside the hotel."

It turned out that my eyes didn't lie to me that day, it was Sergeant Belken hiding in the dark!But was it possible for him to do so blatantly in the Major's face?Or... He simply planned to kill us all, and then blamed the "Nightingale" theater troupe and the underground resistance organization. Terrible people!I felt that even the blanket on my body could not resist the chill rolling up from the bottom of my heart. "What's wrong?" The major noticed my strangeness, and leaned over with concern, "Is it cold?" "No, it's nothing." I shook my head reluctantly, but I couldn't contain the questions that came to my mouth, "I just have a hard time understanding one thing..."

"Well Well?" "Why do you know so well that he is very dangerous to you, but still let him stay by your side, even... cover up things for him after he hurt you..." He seemed to freeze for a moment, then shrugged: "I don't know, maybe it's pity. He's a poor man." "...Is it because he... is like your mother..." A woman who was too persistent and ruined her life for an impossible wish; In the hands of men, one is for love and the other is for recognition. The major looked at me with some surprise, and I knew my words had hit areas he'd been avoiding.I clearly saw something that could be called "pain" emerge in his blue eyes.

"Really..." He turned his face and smiled, "Maybe it is... Actually, that woman was very nice to me when she wasn't drinking..." I never thought that this tall and straight man in the SS uniform in front of me would also avoid my sight, and I could feel that he was holding back his tears like a child at this moment. The small room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and the major said nothing more.After a long time, his broad back made a few shrinking movements, and when he faced me again, the expression on his face was the same as usual, but I knew that the distance between us had been shortened in this short period of time. near.

Embarrassed, I tried to change the subject— "Major Portman..." "Call me Rostock, please? I think it would be nice to pronounce it with a French accent." My cheeks were a little hot, but I begrudgingly complied with his request, and he smiled. "I think we should get out of here as soon as possible," I tried to suggest, "if it's a few hours later, it will be too late for anything." "Can you walk ten meters alone now?" "Perhaps just lie down for a while. Can you promise to wake me up in an hour?" He looked at me, and then gently placed his big hand on my forehead: "Go to sleep..."

This time I didn't dream of anything unpleasant, probably because of the milk, and I slept peacefully until the major called my name very softly, and I slowly woke up. "How is it?" He reached out and touched my forehead, "It seems that the fever has subsided." I feel limp all over, but it's not like I couldn't exert my strength before: "Well...it's much better, I'm fine now." He frowned, but said nothing, just helped me put on my coat and put the medicine in my pocket. As we drove out of this ordinary farmhouse, I could clearly see the relieved expression on the face of the housewife, and her husband staring at us warily.The French's resistance to the invaders is still hidden on the surface, but the hostility is faintly exuded. I don't know how the major turned a blind eye to this. It was dark, the roads were slick with oil, and the damn rain kept falling. I tapped my finger on the car window sill irritably. "Close the windows, Chart." The man driving threatened, "If you pass out again, I promise to tie you to the hospital bed." "Mr. Rostock," I laughed dumbfounded, "did I say that you are really nagging sometimes." He didn't answer, but raised the corner of his mouth at me. It's hard for me to describe such a strange feeling-he is now an ordinary person in my eyes, full of blood and tears, who understands grief and love, and I find myself seeming to think less of this.He showed me something human in the past, but I automatically ignored it under the cover of anger and hatred. Will too single emotion blind people's eyes?I love Marisa so much that I once hated him so much!When I really got to know him, I vaguely began to sympathize with him again.But I know very well that I don't love him, not at all!This is bound to cause another kind of harm to him... Oh God, punish me!I know that Paris needs me more at this time, but I am paying more attention to this person beside me!I secretly reprimanded myself, I tried my best to get my thoughts back to the big trouble in front of me, and then I closed my eyes... It was already late at night after entering downtown Paris, and I didn't go home.The major used his "identity" to rent a hotel room conveniently.I called Laffont's office posing as a laundromat owner, and his duty secretary told me he had been away for nearly nine hours and had been taken away by plainclothes police officers. I groaned secretly, and it seemed that even if I didn't have this illness, it would be too late; the sergeant had moved quickly here, and with one arrow hit, he went straight to trouble with the theater company.I guessed that Simon, whose name was on the administrator's register, was also doomed, but was more concerned that his mother was also being questioned. In spite of my prayers when I dialed, the worst happened; a distraught Miss Dorio told me, whimpering, that two policemen and three Germans had come and taken me away at just after four o'clock today Mother, said she was involved in a spy case. Like a bucket of ice water pouring down, my whole body trembled uncontrollably, and I clenched the receiver tightly. "He's moving faster than you can imagine, isn't he?" The major put his hand on my shoulder. "Perhaps it was planned for him to move away from me this time. Chart, I have to Say, your mother and friends are very...dangerous." "No, no! No!" I felt a surge of fear. "There must be no accident with them!" I don't want anyone to be killed, I don't want to lose anyone!That would kill me! "Can you vouch for parole?" I grabbed the major's arm. "I know you've got something to do, don't you?" "The premise must be that Heinrich didn't find any backers to intervene!" He looked solemn, "But since he dares to exceed his authority now, then this possibility is very high." He was telling the truth, but I couldn't help feeling angry: "You can't help me, can you?" "I have to go back to find out the specific situation!" "After they've all been hanged?" "Schart!" Major Portman's hand clenched my shoulder even more firmly: "Calm down! Now you can't wishful thinking that I can do whatever I want in the SS! What can really save them is your reason. !" I hugged my head and gritted my teeth. The big hands on the shoulders slowly touched the side of my face, and then I lifted my head vigorously, and I saw a pair of firm blue eyes: "Listen to me, Shalt: trust me, I will do my best to save you mother and friend, because... I don't want you to suffer another 'lost' pain." There was a solemn promise on his face, and I unbelievably calmed down a little bit, and controlled the boiling blood. "...Thank you." I sat back on the chair, "Sorry, I was just worried..." He waved his hand and signaled me not to take it seriously: "I have to go back now, and I'll come back to tell you when I get the news tomorrow morning; you also need to rest, if you can't even stand firmly, then you can't do anything." "OK." "Also, promise me not to leave this place, someone outside may have already started hunting you!" "I know……" He took out the medicine and put it on the conspicuous coffee table, then put on his hat, turned and went out the door. I fell on the bed, closed my eyes, and let all the thoughts in my mind be messy and tangled together like silk threads, and finally turned into a suffocating net... I don't know when I fell asleep, anyway, when I woke up, I found that I was covered with a quilt, and the pale sunlight shone through the gray window on the floor in front of the bed. Crawling up with my aching head in my arms, I saw the major sitting on the chair at a glance. "...You're here, why didn't you wake me up?" He pointed to the cup on the coffee table expressionlessly: "Fill up your medicine first, then sit down and listen to me quietly." His clothes have been changed again and are very neat, but I can still clearly see the signs of fatigue on his face from not closing his eyes for two consecutive days.Actually, I wanted to say thank you, but his seriousness at the moment made me feel scared, afraid that he would bring me any terrible news. I swallowed a few pills slowly, and then took a deep breath: "Okay... tell me, have you been back to the SS branch?" "En." The major nodded, "I stayed there last night, but I couldn't find Heinrich. Someone told me that he was directly called by the upper peak to be in charge of a large-scale search, and he might be promoted to captain." "Even you, the immediate boss, don't know about it?" "Me?" he laughed. "I'm afraid I've been classified as a 'suspicious element'! I wasn't notified of this operation, was I?" "Is it impossible even to obtain information?" "I tried, and it was very difficult. I only know that they have arrested about thirty people, most of whom are members of your troupe. Although no one died, the torture has begun." What does that mean? I thought of the last time in his office, the man who had been whipped to pieces by Sergeant Belken. "My God!" I clenched my fists involuntarily, "Simon, Lafon, and my mother...will they be..." The major was silent, but his eyes told me: no one is spared! I stood up with a huff, clenched my teeth tightly but couldn't say a word! "The only thing that can be confirmed now is that there are no traitors among you. The SS can get the information because of Heinrich's personal reasons. What I am worried about now is that in this way, in order to obtain witnesses, your entire escape network will be dug out. The torture will be very severe!" The major's cruel words almost made me want to scream hysterically, but I could barely exert any strength except to endure the burning feeling in my heart.The room was silent, only the sound of me taking a deep breath was heard for a while. "Okay, okay." I restrained myself and sat down on the chair again, "You mean there is no way to save them now?" "Not exactly!" The major thought for a while, "Shalt, I haven't seen your arrest warrant yet!" I frowned, not understanding what this had to do with rescuing other people. "Heinrich is very clear that you are the person in charge, but he did not officially announce the arrest of you. This is a signal to me." "I do not understand." "Because I love you, I care about you...don't you understand?" I stared blankly at him, and suddenly realized: "He...does he want you to react." "Your mind hasn't been destroyed by the high fever yet." The major twitched the corner of his mouth, "Of course this cunning guy is waiting for me to say something. His calculations are too obvious." I bowed my head, feeling a bit at a loss: I couldn't say "you just go and find him", but in fact there is currently no way to open a gap in this iron curtain other than that.I have used the Major's affections once, is there really going to be a second time?I admit that I am despicable. Even though I know that the major has such special thoughts about the sergeant, I still vaguely hope that the major will be ruthless to deal with him!I know that although I no longer hate the blond man in front of me who loves me deeply, he will never be as good as my relatives and friends! Major, I'm really sorry, I'm not noble at all, I'm just a selfish person... "Chart, Chart..." Some rough fingers slowly slid down my side face, and the handsome face like a sculpture slowly moved in front of me: "What kind of expression do you have? I'm about to cry..." cry?If you can cry for you, you should be very happy, right? I pressed his hand and didn't speak. The major kissed my forehead: "I failed to protect your lover last time, at least I can't let you down this time, right? Besides, he and I... should have settled a long time ago."