Chapter 2: Encounters by the River
The girl listened with fascination, as if everything was so beautiful, as if war had never existed in this world, and she watched the warm sun shine on the surface of the Weser River, sparkling like countless jewels shining, and the sky in the distance was so blue, as if it had penetrated the soul and washed away all evil.
After Mannhoff finished playing the song of G-spin, he felt his eyes moisten, he didn't know if it was the moisture by the river or his own tears, he remembered Rudolph's stupid and naïve appearance, remembered that Rudolph lost a bet on the campus and actually ran around the girls' dormitory ten laps in his underwear, causing bursts of screaming, and remembered Rudolph's cautious and submissive Cheat Sheet that he borrowed from his worst song analysis.
What a nice man, but the way to leave the world is so cruel, if there was no war, Rudolph might be like Maninhoff, teaching vocal music at the university, studying the singing of the Nibelungen Ring Opera with the students, maybe Rudolph would marry and have children with the girl he has always had a crush on, get off work in a row house by the river while watching the children laugh and play while chopping firewood, play a bet with his neighbor on a football game at night for five marks and ten marks, and sleep peacefully at night snoring under the slight drunkenness of beer...
Manhof put away his saxophone, sat down on a bench by the river, lit the French cigarette that Lesner had given him, and as soon as he took a puff, he was snatched up by a beautiful girl and thrown into the river.
"Hey, that's French incense..."Before the word cigarette could be spoken, the beautiful girl, Annabelle, who was lying by the window and listening in fascination, pushed back: "A saxophonist can't have a mouthful of big yellow teeth!" You tell me? ”
Maninhoff smiled, stood up, looked at Annabelle, who was thinly dressed, took off her coat and draped it over her, "Beautiful lady, it's not April yet, you'll catch a cold on such a cold day, look at you, your face is frozen red." ”
Annabelle lowered her head shyly, she knew very well the reason for her blushing, the man she had always had a crush on put on her coat, and he cared about her so much, Annabelle raised her head stubbornly, looked at Mannhoff and said: "The saxophone plays well, and it is quite good at coaxing people, you have deceived a lot of girls with this set!" ”
Annabelle really wronged Annabelle, this 1.9 meter stupid big guy is teaching classes except for the saxophone, and his only hobby is the potato stew cooked by his mother or the roasted ham with black bread, Annabelle showed an aggrieved smile, tightened the collar of the coat tightly draped on Annabelle's body with his hand, and walked back with the saxophone box.
Anna was stunned, she thought that this romantic-looking man would say a lot of rhetoric to deceive her, just like the Wehrmacht lieutenant who had been asking her out two days ago, but she didn't expect this stupid big man to turn around and leave, Anna didn't know whether she was angry or sad, and stopped him loudly: "Hey! Clothing... Clothes! ”
Manhof looked back at the petite figure, folded it back with the suitcase, and said with a smile: "I don't know your name yet, every time I play the saxophone, I can see you listening in the attic." Anna's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head into the collar of her coat, hating how she ran out to beg for such a big red face,
"My name is Byron. Maninhoff, a saxophone teacher in the orchestral department of the Conservatory of Music at the University of Bremen, I live very close, in a row house 500 meters to the south, I haven't seen you before, I haven't seen you for at least a year, I just moved here, haven't I? What is your name? Mannhoff suddenly felt that there was another soul in him, as if he were not the stupid big man who was nervous when he saw the girl, and he said so much in one go, and to be honest, he startled himself.
Anna really wanted to run home without caring about anything, but after all, she was still wearing other people's clothes, and she had no reason to pull out her legs, she raised her head and smiled, lowered her head nervously, and whispered: "I'm Annabelle. Sesbatian, everybody, everyone calls me Ann... Anna, I moved from Upper Salzburg, my father was in the post office, my mother died very early, and I am now working as a trainee nurse at the Bremen Hospital. Anna's words slowly changed from nervous to smooth, as if she had a new soul.
"You can wear the clothes, I'll come over to get them after class at noon." Manhof took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and immediately ran back in a panic, shouting as he ran: "God, I'm late, I... I'll come and get it at noon! ”
Anna burst out laughing, watching this stupid big man running desperately with the saxophone box in his arm and having an inexplicable sense of joy, after laughing, she gently stroked the coat again, stood quietly by the river and silently sensed his body temperature on the coat, and said to herself in a voice that she could hear: "What an annoying stupid big man..."
Maninhoff rode his bicycle desperately, and there were still sawdust on the back seat that had not had time to wipe clean, so he tied the saxophone box, and the SS patrolling the road looked at this crazy guy with strange eyes, if they didn't all know this stupid big man, it is estimated that Manhhoff would have been stopped by the SS to check the saxophone box several times.
Finally riding to the school gate, Manhoff saw Lesner standing there with his hands behind his back, his expression was extremely serious, the pistol holster at his waist had been opened, and the SS soldiers on the side stood in a row.
"Carl, what's going on?" Maninhoff forgot to perform the imperial salute in a hurry and called his name directly, Lesner frowned, hurriedly walked over, and stared at Manhhoff with murderous eyes, Maninhoff immediately came over and saluted: "Long live the Führer!" Second Lieutenant Lesnar, today this is..."
Lesnar got off the donkey, saluted back, took off his hat, and whispered, "It's none of your business, go in to class, if you see anything, treat it as if you didn't see anything, and I don't want to pull you into that damn basement because you saw something big mouths say, can I make it clear?" ”
Manhoff's legs trembled, but he immediately nodded and pushed his bicycle into the campus. It was still so green and fragrant with birds and flowers, until he walked to the office area and saw the dean of the department who had always been amiable, he was lying in the hallway, with a small pistol in his hand, no wounds on his face, and blood on the back of his chin and back of his head.
"Ahh Teacher Manhof, you're here! An SS major came over with a gentlemanly demeanor, and the only SS major in Bremen was the terrifying Schöner, but the demon called out Manhoff's name directly, so that Manhof almost sat on the ground in fright, "You are a very good Aryan, so I tell you the truth, your head of department lied to the great Führer and the pure flag, he is half Jewish, and secretly hid three Jewish boys in the basement of his house, If it weren't for the fact that the ration tickets he received every month exceeded the actual consumption of a family of three, we would still be in the dark by this guy! ”
Manhhoff was shouting in his heart: "So what! Aren't the Jews Germans? If you are a Jew, you must die! But he held back, and didn't really scream, he thought of the gloomy basement, of the horrible things that Lesnar had said.
Major Schöner smiled slightly, "Go to class, Mr. Maninhoff, and pass on the great music of Germain, I'm a fan of yours!" To know the saxophone you play every day by the river, I go to listen to it every day! ”
Mannhoff nodded timidly, said "Thank you...", and plunged headlong into his office...