[This article is ♂ serialized in Jinjiang ♂]

[Today's update only has one chapter, replacement time...... Every time I say it, I basically don't come at the time I said, so when will I finish writing and when will I change it...... 0.0】

[Today's anti-theft ♂ is an article written at the beginning of 2015 (has been pitted), because it was sent at a certain point, so there may be little angels who feel familiar...... It's not plagiarism, that's what I wrote ......]

[In order to prevent being judged as a plagiarism lock seal, so today I will quickly finish the code and replace it early......]

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Chapter 1: Crystals

Temperatures in Berlin in November are already much cooler than in previous days, and with the oppressive atmosphere caused by the many clashes in recent times, people usually return to their homes before the sun goes down to avoid innocent trouble. (Yes)? (Meaning)? (Think)? (book)? (Hospital)

In a small room with simple decoration, a young man with black hair and black eyes changed his coat and lay on the head of the bed, holding a three-inch thick book in his hand and looking at it carefully.

Unconsciously, the night was getting deeper, and feeling the tiredness of his eyes, the young man glanced at the dark night sky outside the window, frowned, closed the curtains, and put the book in his hand on the desk next to him to prepare for sleep.

As soon as he lay down, the young man's hand touched a box placed next to his pillow, and after five seconds, he sat up, took the box in his arms and sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, his tired eyes just now looked particularly bright in the dim room.

It was already late, but the young man's sleepiness was almost gone, I don't know how long it was, he hugged the box and sighed deeply, and was about to open the lid when he suddenly heard some faint noise from the street outside.

It's so late, what's going on outside?

After thinking about it, the young man put the box back in its place, got up and opened the curtains to look out into the street.

At the end of the street, a group of people with lights and sticks resembling wooden sticks were smashing the doors and windows of a shop, shouting and cursing something. There weren't many people who poked their heads out of their homes to check on the situation, like the youth, but most of them shrank back and closed their windows after seeing what they were wearing.

Ss? Is this a suspect being arrested?

Thinking of some of the uproar of the previous days, the young man also closed the curtains again like those neighbors to avoid starting a fire.

But obviously, there are some things that you can't dodge if you want to.

As soon as he lay back on the bed, the young man heard the sound of smashing and shouting and scolding gradually coming towards this side, and what made people even more panicked was that among these sounds were occasionally mixed with a few gunshots and accompanied by a cry that sounded desperate, and the hearts of those who listened to it were tight!

Listening to the sound of breaking glass getting closer and closer, the young man suddenly had a bold guess in his heart-

Those people aren't smashing and killing people along the streets, are they?

Startled by his own speculation, the young man almost jumped from the bed to the ground, and just as he was about to open the curtain again and look down, a crunch of glass froze him in place.

The voice...... Seems to be coming from downstairs?

After the sound of glass breaking, the sound of footsteps and some debris being smashed to the ground came one after another, and these sounds were accompanied by several men shouting loudly-

"What about the people in this house? It's all out! Especially the Jews! Don't hide, we've got a list of all of you! ”

"Jews, get out of here!"

"The Arendt family lives here, hurry up and come out!"

……

After hearing the shouts from downstairs, the young man felt that the blood in his body was about to be frozen, and a cold air rushed down his back to the top of his head!

Mr. Arendt was right, these people are really starting to do it! Fortunately, the family has already traveled to the United States, otherwise I don't know what will happen tonight!

The sound of the wooden handrail of the staircase cracking made the young man who was in confusion finally come back to his senses, knowing that those people had already gone up to the second floor, and if he didn't go out, he might be shot as a suspect, gritted his teeth and casually took a coat and draped it on his body and walked towards the door.

"The Jews are out! If we catch you, you'll be waiting for you, but it's just bullets! ”

When the young man stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, he realized that he was trembling so badly that the connection between the metal doorknob and the wooden door creaked, and he couldn't pull the door open for a while.

The sound was already very close to his room, and the people outside basically searched the entire corridor on the second floor, and his room was left at the end because it was in the innermost, and if he didn't go out again, it was estimated that those people would violently kick the door after a maximum of ten seconds.

"Is there a room over there?"

"Sir, there's one more room!"

"Open it for me!"

The young man was startled, and his right hand holding the doorknob slammed into force!

The door opened.

Outside the door stood an SS soldier who was about to smash the door with an iron bar, and he was stunned for three seconds holding the iron bar, perhaps not expecting it to be opened suddenly.

Before the SS could react, the young man raised his hands to show that he had no intention of resisting, and took half a step back to open a safe distance to avoid the iron rod "accidentally" hitting him.

Because of the dim light and no lighting, and because the young man had drawn the curtains of the room tightly, the SS could not distinguish his appearance except that he saw a man in the room raising his hand, so he put down the iron rod and took out his □□ and pointed it into the room, turned his head and shouted into the corridor: "Sir! Find a man here! ”

The sound of smashing stopped abruptly, and the sound of chaotic footsteps rang out one after another towards this direction.

The young man raised his hands and took another step back, nervously as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

The person who came over was holding a strong flashlight in his hand, and after entering the door, he shot directly at the young man, and suddenly the bright light made him subconsciously close his eyes, unable to see how many people came and what they looked like.

"Asian?"

The young man tried to open his eyes, but as the flashlight was still shining at him, he could only squint at a slit and vaguely see about four or five SS men standing in the doorway, each with a □□ in his hand, the muzzle of the SS gun pointed at him at first.

Taking a deep breath so that his voice would not tremble, the young man replied: "I am a German citizen and a medical student at the University of Berlin. ”

"What's the relationship with this Jewish homeowner?"

"They're my patrons."

"Alexander Arendt?"

"Yes."

"Where are they now?"

"They embarked on a trip to the United States three days ago and are not here now."

"The United States? Hmph, it's ...... fast."

Youth is silent.

The SS soldier looked him up and down and put down his flashlight: "Settle down a little lately, don't get involved with the Jews, or you won't be so lucky next time." ”

After saying that, he didn't wait for the young man to answer before leading a group of people out of the room.

Without the light of the flashlight, the room fell into darkness again, and the young man listened to the footsteps coming downstairs and the sporadic sound of knocking on the objects in the room gradually disappeared, and the strength of his body seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and he staggered back two steps and sat down on the bed.

Finally...... What happened? Why did the SS go door to house to hunt down Jews?

Suddenly, the young man remembered a conversation that Mr. Arendt had had with him before he left Berlin with his family.

"Sue, would you like to go to the United States with us? There are also good universities in the United States, maybe not as good as the University of Berlin in terms of medical majors, but it is not too bad, and it should be easy to get into them with your grades and as a student of the University of Berlin, and I will continue to sponsor you. ”

"But sir, why did you go to America?"

"Germany is getting more and more chaotic, and I already feel the unease and danger that lies in it, maybe I think too much, but for the sake of the whole family, I have to give up everything I have in Germany, and the rest of Europe is the same, so I chose to go to the United States."

"May I think about it, sir?"

"No problem, but you only have one day."

"Yes, sir."

Alexander Arendt was a very business-minded Jewish businessman with a lot of business in Berlin, and although his assets were not very rich, they were definitely able to make most Berliners jealous. For such a man to make the decision to abandon his assets and leave Germany, it seems that he feels uneasy.

However, even so, the young man finally decided to stay in Berlin, and Alexander Arendt, with deep regret, transferred the two shops and the house to the young man as his follow-up tuition and daily necessities.

"We went to the United States this time I don't know when to contact again, I am the life creed that I adhere to, I promise to be your sponsor will not give up halfway, these two stores should be able to support you to complete your studies, if you have difficulties in Germany in the future, you are also welcome to come to the United States to find me."

After completing the transfer of assets, the Arendt family boarded a train to France with all the activity assets they could take with them, preparing to take a boat from the Atlantic coast of France to the United States.

Who knew that only three days later, Alexander Arendt's premonition was fulfilled, which made the young man, who had not yet passed his eighteenth birthday, feel a deep dazedness, and before he knew it, he once again took the box at the head of the bed in his arms, and curled up on the bed with his eyes open until dawn.

When there was a sound of cleaning on the street outside, the young man realized that it was already dawn at some point, and he had spent the whole night awake.

It's time to get up, at least go downstairs to tidy up the house that was ruined by the SS last night, and the classes you are going to take today are also very important, and they are related to whether you can successfully pass the graduate assessment in the future, and you must not be late.

Thinking so, the young man sat up from the bed, and found that it was probably because he had been lying stiff all night, and his whole body was sore, and he stood in the room for a while before recovering.

Dressed, he walked out of the room.

The whole house had been destroyed except his room, every piece of glass had been shattered, everything that could be broken had been broken and thrown to the ground, even the chandelier on the ceiling had not been spared, leaving only a lone metal frame hanging there, which looked very desolate.

After picking up a few things, the young man stopped, because he didn't know how to tidy up such a room. After staring for a while at a painting hanging in the drawing-room, the young man walked out of the door and found the streets full of hunched residents cleaning the broken glass in front of their houses, many of whom were sobbing quietly as they cleaned up, and heard from the people next to them that their husbands had been taken away by the SS men the previous night.

In such an atmosphere, the young man only felt heavy, knowing that the morning class was important, but he didn't want to go to school at all.

As he was about to turn back, something glittered his attention, and when he looked around, he found that it was a pile of broken glass that shimmered in the morning sun, and the whole street shimmered here and there like a layer of crystal in the morning light.