[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

Chapter 11

Because the Dresden experiment has not progressed at all, Claudia is in charge of investigating some things about Dajue on Guochang Road. Although the young man’s situation has improved a little bit compared to before, he doesn’t remember anything. In a state of nothing to do.

Ever since the boy showed extreme insecurity on the bed, Weitzman merged the boy's room with his own, using the excuse that he was worried that the boy would stay alone in the same room, fearing that he would be lonely and unable to sleep at night.Sleeping with the boy in his arms every day, the boy was speechless.It was after that time that the young man began to speak gradually, until later he was able to speak entire sentences to express his emotions.Sure enough, he is still the most charming, he thought flatteredly, but Claudia looked at him like a fool.

Under the light of the morning sun, Weitzman opened his eyes and looked at the silent teenager sleeping next to him.Because of eating too well, the young boy has a circle of baby fat on his face, which is very cute, and the eyelashes that are as long as wings tremble slightly in his sleep. Weitzman puts his finger under it, and the finger is swept by the eyelashes, and there is an electric current From fingertips to heart.

The boy frowned unconsciously after being harassed by him, muttered a few times, and pulled the quilt to cover his head.Huddled into a ball on the bed.A series of actions made Weitzman laugh out loud.Reaching out to pat the boy's wrapped buttocks, Weitzman's voice became louder. "Get up."

The young man who heard his voice poked his head out in confusion, looking for the direction of the voice, his eyes half-opened as if he was about to fall asleep again.Weitzman got up and stood by the bed, lifted him up, took the clothes handed over by the maid, and put them on for him with his own hands.Then skillfully combed the teenager's long hair into a ponytail with a comb and rubber band.

"Cold." The boy murmured as he stood staggeringly, half asleep.Weizman was very helpless, and the attendants looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Take you to play today." He leaned close to his ear, his voice was low, and bit the boy's earlobe playfully.Watching the young man wake up suddenly, he wanted to retreat but was tripped by the bed behind him, and leaned back.Weitzman pulled quickly with his sharp eyes, but was brought down by inertia, and the two of them fell on the bed together.Weizman propped his hands on both sides of his head, looking at the young man who was close at hand, his breathing was a little messy. "Get up and wash up."

He stood up, walked to the door, looked back at the young man lying on the bed in a daze, and sighed.

Dresden is one of the most beautiful cities in Germany. Although it is winter, there are many unique scenery and culture in winter.The Elbe River crosses Dresden, the connected shipping waterway, goods can be easily transported to Prague, Magdeburg, Bremen, Wolfsburg, Hannover, Hamburg, from the mouth of the Elbe to the Baltic Sea, said It is the largest port in Northern Europe.It couldn't be more appropriate.

Weitzman didn't ask the driver to drive directly to the destination. He just wanted to take the moldy boy out to breathe the air, and experience the customs and customs here, so that the boy could better integrate into the city, so he didn't have any destination.In the downtown area, he ordered the driver to leave the man who was pulling the boy, get off the car, and walk forward.The boy followed him obediently without saying a word.

This feeling is a bit bad.He tilted his head slightly and asked the boy. "Where do you want to go?"

The teenager shook his head. "I'm not familiar with this city. It's up to you."

"I'll go with you."

The feeling of being wholeheartedly relied on by others offsets the boy's reluctance to think that he is self-assertive.Weitzman squeezed the boy's hand and smiled. "Follow me."

There are many people in the downtown area, and pedestrians walk together, talking and laughing.There are also shouts of vendors hawking and bargaining, which is very lively.Weitzman took him to stride through the crowd, stood in front of a bakery, and said to the boy. "Wait for me here." Turn around and go in.The boy stood obediently at the door like this, attracting the attention of a group of women who whispered beside him, and he stood there a little uneasy.

When Weitzman came out with his things, he saw the boy surrounded by a group of women, his face was flushed and he didn't know what to do.How could he have forgotten that the young man's cold aura is incompatible with the downtown, but it is fatally attractive to the people in the downtown.He squeezed in, grabbed the boy, and pulled him forward.

Unknowingly, he ran to a quiet place, surrounded by some withered and yellow trees, and there was only one path left. Weizman slowed down his running speed, bowed his waist and panted heavily, coughing and laughing while talking. "This really... needs exercise." He let go of the boy's hand, raised his arm and pointed to the huge semi-circular building standing not far away, proudly telling the boy. "That's Fulin Cathedral, the most beautiful place in Dresden." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered the things in his hand, and pulled the boy to sit on the seat on the side of the road, and opened the bag in his hand.

The moment you open it, the aroma lingers in your nose.Hot air emerges from it, forming water vapor in the air.Weitzman pressed down the scarf around the teenager's neck, and then took out a piece of bread from it.The color is very attractive, with various preserved fruits inlaid in the middle.He handed it to the boy's mouth and watched the boy take it and chew it.Look soft. "It's the best thing about Dresden, at least in my opinion."

He looked at the sky, not knowing what to think.The voice is ethereal. "At that time, the news of the death of my father and mother came suddenly, and all the family's money and residence were confiscated overnight. My sister and I were wearing only one piece of clothing. The temperature was the same as now, and we had nowhere to go. .”

The teenager stopped chewing and listened to him quietly.

"At that time, everything was dark. There was no money, no place to live, and even food was a problem. I was still young, and my sister worked secretly in a bakery by herself to make money to support me." He smiled. "Every time my sister came back from the bakery, she would bring me a crumb of this bread. Tell me it's the best food in Dresden."

"Indeed, this was the best food I ate at that time."

He retracted his eyes and looked at the boy with soft eyes, outlining a penetrating smile. "Alang, I will share the most delicious food with you."

"Why did you tell me?" The boy was silent for a while, swallowed the bread in his mouth, and asked suspiciously. "To you, am I not just a person associated with the experiment?"

"Maybe." He stretched out his hand to rub the boy's fine bangs. "It's just that if you want to say it, you can say it, what else is there?"

Xiao Hei stood aside, watching them talk.When Weitzman told about his past, his eyes widened in surprise.He always thought that Xiaobai was born as a nobleman, but he didn't expect that he would experience decline and even live on the streets.In this way, this woman, Claudia, is indeed very unusual.Judging from her appearance, she is not a few years older than Xiaobai, but she holds up the whole sky with her thin body like a woman's generation, which is really admirable.

"Want to visit the church?" Weitzman asked symbolically. He knew the boy would not object, but unexpectedly heard the boy's cold voice. "No."

Weitzman nodded, and led the boy forward, passing through the church. "This is the area along the Elbe River, with many large and small bridges and pastures."

"My sister and I were here before, looking for a secluded place to make our home."

The boy didn't speak this time, and let Weitzman explain.Weitzman is a little puzzled, why is he unwilling to go to church?

Although the memory has not been restored, it can remember the incomplete fragments.He doesn't believe in gods, how can a filthy person like him contaminate the place where the gods are enshrined?

If there really is a god, why did the hellish scene appear in front of his eyes?If there is a God, why didn't Weitzman lend a helping hand when he was suffering from hunger and cold, but let Claudia do it?If there is a God, why don't you open your eyes and see how many innocent people are displaced by hunger and cold in this war-torn world?

Weitzman took the teenager to many places, including ranches, palaces, parks and even some private villas.This place is full of various memories from when he was a child, and he told the boy one by one.And the boy listened quietly, without the slightest impatience.

The same goes for Xiao Hei, who stood by and listened quietly.A man can understand Xiaobai's opportunity, how could he let it go.It’s just that Dresden was bombed during an air raid, and the entire city was basically destroyed. Later, the government supported the reconstruction, but it lost its original flavor.

Such a view is no longer seen.Whether it's the city, or Weitzman.

At noon, Weitzman took the teenager into an open-air restaurant. Weitzman said that the restaurant was run by an old lady, and that old lady had given the siblings free meals many times.At the beginning, the restaurant was just a small house of less than five square meters, but now it has gradually turned into a two-story villa.

The day passed quickly, and gradually the time slipped away from Weitzman's non-stop talking.By the time they came back to their senses, it was almost evening.The candles by the Elbe River were lit, the light was very faint, but there were still many people approaching the Elbe River.The lovers walked hand in hand after dinner, and the elderly supported each other, talking and laughing.The number of people gradually increased, Weitzman raised the corners of his mouth and said to the boy. "Alan, shall we go shopping with them too?"

"Ok?"

"Occasionally experience the sense of taboo in the dark." Weitzman smiled like a cat.

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