winter in greenland

Chapter 70

A week later, in Reykjavik, at Dan's apartment.

It’s already September, and after Dan returned from Greenland a few days ago, he terminated the charter contract and the work in the old port ahead of schedule, and planned to move to Greenland after packing up the apartment.Nina was still with Murphy in Copenhagen, and he was a little worried about her attitude at first, but after hearing his explanation, the little girl said that he would follow him wherever he went, so he gave up.

He had signed a three-year contract for this apartment at the time, and it was a little troublesome to cancel the lease at this time. He contacted the administrator in advance, and the other party said that some procedural documents needed to be signed in person, and the time agreed by the two parties was this morning.

He didn't have much luggage, so he simply planned to clean up the room before tidying up.

As soon as the window of the living room balcony was wiped clean, the doorbell rang.

He thought it was the apartment manager who had arrived early, and climbed down the ladder while answering, but slipped when his right foot stepped on the ground, tripped and staggered, and brought down the ladder beside him, and the bucket was also thrown Turned over, splashing water all over the floor.

He seemed to hear the commotion outside the door, so he didn't ring the doorbell at all, and knocked on the door panel a few times hastily.

"Here we come." Dan looked helplessly at the mess, and walked over to answer the door.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, there was a familiar face.

"August? Why are you here?" Dan looked surprised.

The man ignored him, frowned and looked behind him: "What are you doing?"

When he entered the room and saw the overturned ladder and water marks on the ground, he turned around and said, "Did you fall?"

Dan: "...No, just slipped."

August looked him up and down, and Dan couldn't help laughing: "I can't even wipe a window and I can't stand still?"

August raised his eyebrows: "I'll do it."

Dan didn't argue with him, went to the bathroom to get a mop to mop the floor, and continued the question just now: "Why did you come? Didn't you mean to report to Copenhagen?"

August took off his coat and put it on the sofa, and lifted the ladder beside him, showing his thin waistline during his movements: "I went to the headquarters to report, and it ended yesterday afternoon. I came here directly this morning."

"No need to go back to the base?" Dan was a little puzzled.

"I'm on leave." August said lightly.

Dan: "...didn't you finish your vacation last time?"

"The advance payment for next year, is there a problem?"

Dan: "..." You are the boss and you have the final say.

The two of them quickly finished the cleaning work together.It's past 11 o'clock, August looked at his watch: "When did the administrator make an appointment with you?"

Dan shrugged: "About noon, it should be here in a while."

August looked around: "Where's your luggage?"

Dan poured himself a glass of water, rubbed his back and sat down on the sofa: "There are not many things, I will collect them later."

"Only these clothes?" August pointed to the hanger beside his bed.

Dan looked back. "There's some more in the carton down there."

August didn't answer, and when Dan turned his head again, he had put all the clothes off the hangers and put them on the bed.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" He walked over.

August didn't look at him, and carefully folded the clothes one by one: "I bought an afternoon ticket, and you will go back to Copenhagen with me."

"So urgent?" Dan was a little surprised.

"I only have two days off, of course I have to hurry up." August said it was a matter of course.

Dan sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his head slightly and approached August: "Take me back in such a hurry?" His breath was very light, sweeping over August's face, with an indescribable ambiguity.

August pinched his chin, and met those emerald eyes: "Of course..."

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and they quickly rolled the clothes that had been tidied aside into a mess.

Seeing that it was about to be unstoppable, there was another crisp doorbell at the door.

Dan slightly pushed the person on him away, and couldn't help laughing: "It must be the apartment manager."

August pressed his wrist in dissatisfaction, leaned over him, and stared at him with gray-blue eyes.

Dan was tempted by him, raised his head and kissed the corner of his lips: "Aren't you in a hurry?"

August reached into his waist, squeezed his waist hard, and let him go.

Still flushed a little, Dan got up, straightened his rumpled shirt, and walked over to open the door.

Because of the issue of refund, there are a lot of documents to be signed, and some details are even more trivial. Dan and the administrator signed while confirming on the sofa, not paying much attention to August's cleaning up behind.

After all the documents were processed, it was already past 1:[-] when the administrator was sent away. Then he realized that he was a little hungry, and turned to look at August: "Go out for something to eat?"

August sat on the edge of the bed and did not answer.He was holding something in his hand, and his head was half down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dan walked over strangely: "Why do you—"

He stopped in the middle of the sentence: the locker under the bed was opened at some point, the black scarf was put aside, August held Mia's letter in one hand, and the other hand Holding a framed photo of the three of them.

Dan has never found a suitable opportunity to tell August about Mia. At this moment, the truth hits him in the most unexpected manner, and he suddenly feels a little out of breath.

"You...you know..." After a long silence, he spoke with some difficulty.

August raised his head and looked at him with red eyes: "When did it happen?"

"Well... let's go eat first, I..." Dan was a little flustered.

August shook his head: "So you refuse to disclose the details of your secret mission in Northern Ireland, and your mission target is Mia? Who is this person in the photo frame? Why did Mia say...in Mia's letter... ..." He closed his eyes and didn't finish the sentence.

Dan was silent for a few seconds, walked to him and sat down, took Mia's letter from him, and said slowly: "It's Jason. Mia's fiance."

"So... is he really dead?"

"Yes, C moved his hand."

This somewhat long-lost name evokes some vague memories in August's mind: "C? That's why he said those things when he was performing missions at the Neb Hotel? You cut off the communication because..."

"Yes, I cut off the communication at that time because I didn't want him to continue talking and be noticed by you."

"Why?!" August's voice was a little harsh.

Dan looked at his red eyes, and felt his heart clenched: "I'm sorry, August, I... failed that mission, the casualties were caused by our mistakes, I didn't fulfill my responsibility .Mia is the only family you have, but we...I'm sorry. It's just because...I don't want to make you sad."

August didn't speak for a while, and finally he put Mia's letter on the bedside table, put his hand on the back of Dan's head, and put his lips over his.

There was a strong sense of desperation and heartbreak in the kiss.

Dan's lips were pierced by his teeth, and a faint smell of blood permeated between his lips and teeth. He resisted the pain, and put his hands around August's shoulders comfortingly.

This was the first time that August rushed in without any foreplay. Dan frowned impatiently, one hand clutched the bed sheet beside him, and the other hand still fell on August comfortingly. back.He raised his neck slightly, and kissed August's eyebrows and eyes one by one: "It's all over, August, it's okay, Mia is fine now, I will take you there when our affairs are over." look at her..."

After venting once, August's movements were much gentler, he embraced the person in his arms, and pressed one hand gently on his lower back.Dan leaned against his shoulder, his eyes half-closed, smelling the faint smell of tobacco on his body and feeling a little drowsy.

"At that time... what were you thinking?"

"Huh? When?" Dan opened his eyes in a daze.

August paused before speaking in a low voice: "When Mia and her fiancé...were shot."

"At that time..." Dan smiled, and rubbed his shoulders wearily: "At that time, I didn't think about anything at all, and my mind was only on finding the person who shot the gun, and we can't let him There is an opportunity to pull the trigger a second time."

August didn't wait for his words to finish, and lowered his head to kiss his forehead lightly.

"I'm very...I...I'm sorry, these were originally my responsibilities, you helped me bear so much..."

Dan shook his head and interrupted him: "I said, you never have to say sorry to me. You don't have to feel guilty, these are what I should do, and this was my task at that time."

Ao gently raised his face and looked straight into his eyes: "What about after the mission is over? You gritted your teeth and helped Mia and me hold on. You kept it a secret for so long, and you did so many things. Hard work is inhumane, and I am very distressed.”

Dan suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes, and he lowered his head slightly, resting his forehead on August's shoulder.

After a few seconds, he could feel August's warm breath on his ear: "I love you."

Dan was stunned, but August's eyes turned red the moment he said it.He finally understood what it means to be at ease and what it means to be settled.

It turns out that this is the feeling of truly loving someone.

He once thought that he had missed Arthur, and the confession before his death was always a thorn in his heart. Before he had time to think about the relationship with Arthur, that person left forever and gave him a future. solved puzzle.

He once thought that he might also be in love with Arthur, so he stubbornly guarded that place year after year, stubbornly rejected everyone, and stubbornly played their memories over and over again in his heart.

However, it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that true love does not need repeated deliberation to determine, love is instinct.

If you love someone, you will know the moment you see him, there will be no one else but him for the rest of your life.

A day later, Copenhagen, Kastrup International Airport.

Dan and August stand in front of Terminal 3.The autumn wind was cool and dry, but August's palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"According to the information on the sign, her flight should have landed 10 minutes ago, right? Why hasn't she come out yet?" August's voice was a little nervous.

Dan looked at his expression, amused and distressed, he lifted the hands they held together, and kissed lightly on the back of August's hand: "Don't be so nervous, she will come out in a while. "

As a large group of passengers poured out of the station, Dan recognized the red-haired man in the crowd with sharp eyes, and he raised his hand: "Mia! This way."

Mia was only carrying a simple backpack. After hearing Dan's greeting, she looked in their direction. When she saw the person next to him clearly, she couldn't bear it anymore and took two steps forward. He threw himself into August's arms, his voice choked with sobs: "Brother..."

Half an hour later, the three were sitting in a restaurant in central Copenhagen.

Along the way, Mia held August's hand tightly. After many years, the two seemed to have endless things to tell each other, and Dan kept following them with a slight smile.It wasn't until she sat down now that Mia realized that something was wrong.

She first looked at Dan, then shifted her eyes to August, and then said hesitantly: "So you are...?"

August smiled: "Although you have always known each other, let me introduce you formally. Mia, this is my partner, Dan."

Mia opened her mouth wide, unable to accept it for a while, she looked at Dan: "But didn't you say before..."

Dan was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry Mia, at that time I thought August and I would never meet again, so..."

August heard some voiceover: "So...?"

Mia waved her hand: "It doesn't matter anymore. I'm happy for you," she shook August's other hand on the dining table: "Really."

In the middle of the meal, Mia said as if she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I moved my father's ashes back here a few years ago. Anyway, my mother is here too. I don't think he wants to be alone. stay in England."

Her tone was a little sad.

August was stunned for a while, and his expression was a little emotional: "It's okay, I haven't seen them for a long time."

Mia looked at Dan, then turned to August: "Let's go together tomorrow."

August also glanced at Dan, as if thinking of something, his eyes became gentle: "Okay."

The family cemetery of the August family is in the Anglican Church. This is not a popular attraction in Copenhagen, and the church itself is not large. When they arrived there early the next morning, the neighborhood was still a little empty.

The sun shines through the leaves on the branches, and the larks sing happily on the branches, everything looks surprisingly peaceful.

Along the way, August and Mia were whispering something in front of them, and Dan was a few steps behind them, and Mia turned her head to peek at him from time to time.

Walking all the way to the door of the church, August stopped, and when Dan came to his side, he clasped his hand, but Mia fell behind.

The three of them walked around to the cemetery behind the church under the leadership of the priest. The priest bowed slightly to them and then left first.

The tombs of the Fields were lined up in the middle and slightly behind. August bent down and put the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone. His eyes stayed on the cold marble for a while before he spoke: "Father, mother, sorry for taking so long to come Look at you. Mia and I are fine, Grandpa is still stationed overseas, although I seldom see him, but I guess he should be in good health..."

Dan stood at the back of his side, listening to his rambling voice for a while, lost in thought.He grew up in an orphanage, and he had never experienced what it was like to have a family, but the man in front of him gave him everything.

His love is like the sea.Although silent, but as we get along with each other for a long time, I can more and more appreciate the profoundness and affection under that tranquility.

Facing infinite time with limited life.

The hand in his pocket lightly stroked the "fossil" that was always with him.

"...to see you today, there is actually one more thing, I want to ask you to be a witness..."

August's voice brought him back to reality.

witness?

Just as he was wondering, the man in front of him had turned around and knelt down on one knee in front of him, holding a dark blue velvet box in his palm, and a silver ring lying quietly on the black velvet.

He looked a little nervous, looked up slightly into Dan's eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Please be the eternal day, be my sunset with the rays of your sun, and never be separated from you.

"Please be the invisible twilight, let my restlessness and longing be the twilight of your indecision, the color of your uncertainty..."

Dan's eyes were red by the time he read the second sentence.

He took the ring from August's palm, pulled the man up from the ground, raised his head and kissed him.

Lips and teeth together, he helped him read the rest of the verse: "Please be the absolute darkness, the only night, let me get lost in it, forget myself, let my dreams shine like stars on your distant and negative body ..."

Mia, who was not far behind, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and the smile on the corners of her mouth gradually deepened.

The wind through the pine forests in the distance brings the chant from the depths of the sea:

Létéchantaitsursonrocpréféréquandtumesapparue,

létéchantaitàlécartdenousquiétionssilence,sympathie,libertétriste,merplusencorequelamerdontlalonguepellebleuesamusaitànospieds.

Létéchantaitettoncoeurnageaitloindelui. Jebaisaistoncourage, entendaistondésarroi.

Nousnétions pascrédules. Nousétions entourés.

Lesan passèrent.

Lesorage smoururent.

Lemondesenalla. Javaismaldesentirquetoncoeurjustementnemapercevaitplus.Jetaimais.Enmonabsencedevisageetmonvidedebonheur.

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The author says:

This chapter should be eaten with Wang Ruolin's version of "Waiting for Life"~