[Through World War II] Marshal, elope!

Chapter 109

Finn has always been worried by his father and son who were also on the Soviet front. When they left home, he would watch the radio all day long and learn the latest war developments from it.

"It would be even better if they could go home and take a vacation." Fern sighed.

But after a while, the band blared "England Showing Off," which the radio station always played whenever there was an important news broadcast of the victory over England.

Sisi and Finn looked at each other.Isn't it about Manstein?

Then, the announcer excitedly announced that General Rommel had captured Tobruk!

"..." There was silence in the living room.

"Did I hear wrong? He was talking about... General Rommel?" Ceci was stunned, "It's really not General Manstein?"

Fein grabbed his shoulder excitedly and shook, "You heard me right! It's General Rommel! It's Erwin Rommel!"

What day is it today?That question came to Ceci's mind.He threw himself down in front of the calendar and looked it over carefully before waking up from a dream, "Today is the 22nd! June 6nd!"

Finn nodded sharply, "Yes! Congratulations!"

Sisi rushed home and sent Rommel his congratulations.

At this time, the newsreel has been reproduced.Rommel stands on a small mound, his silhouette against the sky behind him; after the capture of the port, Rommel sits in his command car; Rommel and Beyer Rein enter the city together in an armored vehicle.

The voice-over sounded, "Rommel didn't know what rest was, and the fight must go on."

In Berlin, more than 2000 kilometers away, the entire Nazi Germany was immersed in the victory from North Africa.As soon as the war reporter’s report was over, Goebbels immediately commented, “Almost no general can understand the meaning of battle propaganda like General Rommel. He is the modern general who is best at using rhetoric!”

When he said the word "general," Hitler raised his hand for silence, then pointed with a smile to the horn, which blared cheerfully and loudly, announcing a special announcement was about to be broadcast.

"The headquarters of the head of state, June 6..."

North African desert.

In the command car, Rommel was sleeping. He was too tired to listen to the radio with everyone around Berndt's car.

Suddenly, a burst of excited cheers woke him up!

"The Headquarters, June 6. The Head of State promoted General Rommel, commander of the African Armored Corps, to field marshal."

Field Marshal Rommel!

Rommel in North Africa was stunned!

Manstein of the Soviet Union was stunned!

Sisi and his friends in Berlin were all stunned!

For a soldier, this is the highest honor.In Germany, field marshals are lifelong titles and privileges, a traditional privilege for warriors who have conquered an important fortress or won a great victory.

Walter hurried into Rommel's residence and was about to tell him the good news when he saw Rommel who was sitting on the wire bed and jumped up suddenly.

"Walter, go open a bottle of wine, we want to celebrate!"

Although Rommel, who rarely drank alcohol, had only one drink, he was already drunk.Not drunk in sweet wine, but drunk in supreme power and honor!He will soon have a diamond-encrusted scepter of power and honor!

"Walter, hurry up and write to Madam to tell her the good news!" Rommel excitedly said, "She won't be able to sleep because of the joy!"

Walter turned out the notebook, "I think Madam may have heard the good news from the radio."

"No, no, no! This has a different meaning! As for the lady, I have to tell her personally, otherwise, she will be unhappy." Rommel shook his head, thinking about what to write.

"Dear Sisi, this is really like a dream to me. The important events of the past few weeks are like a dream..."

In the next few days, as Rommel's armored corps continued to pursue the victory, the British army continued to retreat, and the British parliamentarians attacked Church.Prime Minister Churchill became the target of public criticism almost overnight.

"What we are facing is a bold and skilled opponent, a great general." In order to cover up the incompetence of the British Army, he can only attribute the main reason for the failure of the war to Rommel's genius command and the fact that he was far away in Africa. The command mistakes of the British generals cleverly avoided the spearhead pointed at him by the MPs.

But Churchill's predicament and arguments caused an uproar and ridicule in Britain.

Berlin newspapers carried headlines proclaiming, "Churchill Says — It's Rommel's Fault!"

In the "Wolf's Lairs of East Prussia," Hitler said of Churchill's words to his generals in a very, very ironic tone, "it was a colossal mistake to praise an enemy general so much! It is a question: How did Rommel obtain such a worldwide reputation? Prime Minister Churchill should be considered one of the heroes, because our Mr. Churchill always touted Rommel as a military genius during meetings.”

At the end of June, Rommel returned to China for vacation again, but the main thing to do this time was to accept the marshal canonization ceremony.Marseille returned with him as a matter of course, and at the Berlin station, they received a welcome ceremony unprecedented in history.

Enthusiastic German people welcomed the country's "heroes", standing on both sides of the road, waving their arms vigorously, and shouting their names loudly.

As soon as Rommel stepped out of the station, he saw a beautiful figure rushing towards him. Before he could react, he was hugged tightly by the other person, and he heard the most familiar voice shout, "Marshal Rommel, welcome home!"

Marseille, who was behind, was stunned. It was a very beautiful girl.

The blond, blue-eyed, graceful woman smiled like a beautiful hibiscus flower, and her voice was sweet and moving, "I'm proud of you, dear Marshal!"

So straightforward...Could it be this beautiful woman and the marshal... Marseille's complexion is getting darker and darker, but he didn't find that this beautiful woman and Rommel are five points similar in appearance.

122 A Love Letter

Rommel, who has always been strict and rigid, actually put his arms around the slender waist of the beautiful woman, smiling, "You are also the most proud in my heart, Miss Rommel!"

Nana was very proud, and generously gave her father two sweet kisses.At the same time, because of the phrase "Miss Rommel", those ambiguous eyes that were turning back and forth between the two suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the daughter of His Majesty the Marshal!Oops, it's really beautiful!

This is the common aspiration of the onlookers.

Carl and Manfred also ran out from the crowd and presented the flowers in their hands to their father, but the two young men were much more reserved and did not hug or ask for kisses.In fact, when I get home, I can kiss as much as I want. If I have to kiss in front of so many people, I feel embarrassed.

Mr. Fox began to look for his darling.

"Mom didn't come, she's waiting for you at home." How could Nana not know her father's thoughts.

Mr. Fox's tail was a little sluggish, but soon he regained his energy and led the brats out of the crowd quickly.Marceiu still wanted to continue to follow him, but the fans who rushed up like a tide couldn't move an inch because they couldn't get through.

As soon as he opened the car door, Rommel was pleasantly surprised to find Ceci sitting there in black!Nana and the twins got into another car with a look of secret joy on their faces.

"Aren't you at home?" Mr. Fox stammered a little happily.

Sisi snorted, "I'm a little worried when I hear that you came back together."

Rommel smirked, he knew it was impossible for Sisi not to come!

But there was one thing Rommel didn't dare to tell Sisi.Marceiu asked him to play tennis the next morning.If he told the truth, Sisi would definitely not let him go, but if he wanted to lie... Rommel was depressed. The key was that he didn't dare to lie to Sisi. If he was found out, the consequences would be disastrous!

After a day without incident, on the morning of the third day, Rommel got up early, performed daily morning exercises, and then came back to have breakfast with his family.

"I'm going to the Supreme Command for a meeting later, and I won't be back at noon." After much deliberation, Rommel finally decided to tell a fib with a fluke mentality.

Sisi didn't suspect it. It's normal for a senior general like him to have meetings every three days. Besides, his return to China this time is not for a vacation, but to complete the conferment ceremony. Things will inevitably be more complicated.

"Be careful on the road. If there is a drinking party at night, don't be too pushy, just have a drink with them." Sisi said.

Rommel breathed a sigh of relief secretly, for fear that his expression would not be natural enough, his tone would not be steady enough, and if he showed some telltale signs, it would be bad.

A tennis court on the outskirts of Berlin.

This time there was not a large group of people with him, just Rommel and Marcello.Their state is very relaxed, and they don't take it too seriously when they play, mainly for entertainment.

"Marshal, your game skills are very good, and your physical condition is also very good. Even I can't beat you at this young age." Marceiu said out of breath. He thought that he could win the game easily because of his youth and vitality, but the opponent who is it?It's a desert fox!The most proud thing is the superb tactics.The stadium is like a battlefield, and it also requires tactics.

Rommel took a big sip of water, "My physical condition is not as good as before, but it doesn't matter. I am no longer young, but I am still a young man in his 30s and [-]s mentally, so it is no problem to win you."

"Have you read the book I gave you before coming to Africa?"

"Book?" Rommel was taken aback by the question, "What book?"

Marcello reminded, "It's the "Goethe Poems" I found."

Rommel suddenly realized, "Oh, that book!"

Marceau nodded.

Rommel remained expressionless, "I didn't look at it."

Marseille's face changed slightly, "You really didn't see it?"

"I haven't read poetry books for many years, but my wife likes to read them..."

"Don't let Mrs. Rommel see it!" Marcel said decisively, and then continued to ask, "Didn't you even turn it over?"

Rommel smiled embarrassingly, "I've been too busy with work recently, since you gave it to me, I've left it there without moving it."

"..." Marseille stared at him, "Where is that book now?"

Rommel thought for a while, "It's been in the suitcase all the time, I guess my wife should have found it when she packed her luggage today."

"..." Marseille petrified instantly.

There is a letter in that book, a quasi-love letter he wrote to Rommel... If it is seen by outsiders... Marseille shook his head, and he looked at the opposite side with some sympathy. He was still drinking coffee leisurely Mr. Marshal, and after a long silence, he finally roared, "Hurry up and get that book back!!!!"

"Goethe poetry collection?" When opening the suitcase, Ceci saw the book on the neatly folded clothes at a glance, "Since when did Erwin like reading poetry collections?" He picked up the book and just Wanting to open it and take a look, I heard Hans' father say at the door,

"Ma'am, Mr. Finn and Jiro are here."

The collection of poems was placed on the table by Sisi, and Sisi went to the foyer to greet his friend, "Why are you here? Do you want some juice or coffee?"

Finn looks very good. A few days ago, Giro finally got a vacation and can stay at home for two months.Seeing his precious son come back safe and sound, Fein's mood naturally improved a lot.

It would be even better if Manstein could come back together.Fein thought.

"I'm the one looking for Carl." Ji Luo transformed into a mature young man. His fair and handsome face was stained with some wind and frost, but his eyes were still pure, his smile was still gentle, and he was not killed by fire and blood at all. With a sigh of relief, “Uncle Ceci, are you okay?”

"I should be the one to ask you that, kid." Ceci laughed. "Are you okay?"

"I'm very good. With my father, I can always get some extra care. Uncle Finn always wants my father to arrange a clerical job for me, but I prefer to run on the battlefield, which will be very exciting." Ji Luo eyes sparkle.Finn beside him shook his head helplessly and dotingly.

Giro was born prematurely, and due to the negligence of Finn and Manstein, the child came to the world in a short month.The newly born baby Jiro was so weak that Finn once thought he was going to lose him.Fortunately, the child survived.

Finn secretly vowed that he must fight for his life and protect his son Zhouquan!Manstein also made up his mind in this way, in fact, he did the same.

Manstein is a strict father, but he only treats his youngest son and daughter. He loves and cares for the eldest son, not only because the child is congenitally deficient, but also because Giro is his first My child, that feeling of protecting the calf cannot be expressed in one or two sentences.

"The twins went hunting with friends. You can go to Noye Manor. They must be there."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Ji Luo stood up excitedly, but he quickly remembered something, and asked Finn naturally, "Uncle, can I have dinner here?"

Finn nodded, "Yes, and you don't have to go home so early, but you must pay attention to safety, you know?"

Jiro stood up straight, gave a military salute, and said mischievously, "Got it! Sir!"

Finn's gaze followed Ji Luo's figure until he could no longer see it before taking it back.Ceci said with emotion, "This child looks more and more like Manstein. The father and son are carved out of the same mold. If there are still people who doubt that Giro is not Manstein's child, then his eyes must be. Smudged with bird droppings."

"Cough," Finn said awkwardly, "don't say the last sentence in front of the children."

Ceci disagrees.

"Huh? You're still interested in reading poetry?" Finn saw the "Goethe Poems" on the table, "Didn't you hate reading these vague poems before?"

"Hey, hey, I have always been a gentleman with connotation, taste and quite reserved, okay? Besides, I have always advertised myself like this, and of course my son. Although they are not as good as me, they are not far behind. Go.” Sethi takes great pride in his homeschooling by example.

only……

"That's the rabbit I called! Give it back to me!!!"

There was a scream in the yard, and countless house sparrows flew into the air.

Ceci and Finn hurriedly went out to check, but saw the twins rolling on the ground hugging each other, the clean clothes were covered with dust, and their faces were also dirty. It seemed that the two were trying their best to feed The child wants to subdue the opponent.

Karl was holding a little white rabbit tightly in his hand, but the little rabbit was still alive, only injured on his leg.He desperately held the little rabbit in his arms, and said loudly, "No! It's not dead yet, so you can't eat it!"

Manfred gasped, "I want to raise it!"

"That's even worse!" Carl is a kind and good boy, and he knows Manfred very well. "You said that you raised so many rabbits before, which one lived for a month? Didn't you I am raising them, but murdering them! So this time, I! Yes! Absolutely!! Yes! No! Yes! Give! You!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Don't give it, don't give it!"

The two little men wrestled together again, and Jiro stood aside, pulling them away in a hurry, but within a few seconds, the two men quarreled fiercely again.

this bear boy...

Ceci felt very dishonored. He praised the two of them just now, and then he lost face in front of outsiders in a blink of an eye!

"Hurry up and stop!" This stern shout was quite effective, seeing the brats who were about to lie down on the ground tremble again, they all stopped talking.Sisi stared at them majestically, "A rabbit can make you fight, do you still have some tutoring? Go! Go back to your room immediately!"

Carl sprinted off with the rabbit in his arms, followed by Giro, leaving Manfred hopping.

Ceci patted his head, "I will buy you another rabbit, but you are not allowed to fight with brother again, remember?"

Manfred glanced at Finn, finally nodded sullenly, muttered, "I'm sorry, Mom," and ran back to the room.

"I should go." Finn looked at the time, only to realize that he and Ceci had chatted for so long. "Lend me this collection of poems for a day or two. I read very quickly."

Sisi waved his hand generously, "Just look at it!"

Marseille didn't dare to tell Rommel the secrets in the collection of poems, but urged him to go home quickly and take the collection of poems back.For Rommel, this was not a difficult task, but when he got home and saw his empty suitcase, he was suddenly stupid.

That collection of poems seems to have Marseille's name on it. If Ceci saw it, wouldn't it be impossible for him to wash it off even if he jumped into the Yellow River?

"Honey, the poetry book in the box... have you seen it?" Rommel found Ceci who was reconciling accounts, and asked cautiously.

Ceci said without looking up, "I see."

Mr. Fox continued to be cautious, "Then have you read the contents?"

Mr. Squirrel continued to be absent-minded, "No, Finn just happened to be here. He likes to read poetry books, so I lent him to read them for two days."

The next day, Mr. Fox told the truth to Little Bee. It is conceivable how exciting the latter's expression is.

123 Who Seduced Who?

"...we live in a society like this, looking for life in the army, and I can really stand it, but I don't understand why I should sacrifice my happiness to its strange habits. Your principle is: as long as you act appropriately , no matter what the world talks about. I hope you will abide by this principle... I hope our relationship can go further, please believe that I can do whatever you want..."

Finn held a letter and was puzzled.

The lines of this letter are full of ambiguity and admiration, this seems to be a... love letter?

But... "Hans Marseille? Who is this?"

After returning from Rommel's house, Finn opened the poetry collection and read it carefully, but who would have thought that just after turning two pages, a piece of letter paper would fall out of the book page, a small square paper with It is not easy to be found in the book, unless someone flips the book.

It seems that this man named Marseille should be the owner of this collection of poems, but who is this letter for?Finn couldn't figure it out.But one thing is for sure, this letter is definitely not for Sisi!

force?Finn noticed the word.Could it be that this Marcello was a soldier?If this is the case, the only person in Rommel's family who can be related to the army is Erwin.

At this time, Ji Luo came home.He sat next to Finn, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"

Maybe Jiro might know...

Finn asked hesitantly, "Do you know Marseille?"

"Marseio? Of course I know! He's a celebrity, and no one in the Air Force doesn't know his name!" Giro opened the newspaper on the coffee table, pointed to the photo on the largest page, and said, "Look, This man was Marseille, a very good pilot who served in the North African Armored Corps."

The young boy in the photo has a beautiful and delicate face, but his expression is a little indifferent, with a cigarette in his hand, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, making him look a little unrestrained.

"The North African Legion? Is Erwin's subordinate?" Finn sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

Jiro nodded.

Finn picked up the newspaper and looked at the photo on it carefully, feeling uneasy quickly in his heart.Rommel's reputation is very high not only in Germany, but even in the world, and it is normal for some fanatical fans to follow him.But what if it's a male fan... Finn shuddered. It wasn't because he was thinking wildly, because Manstein had received similar letters before, so he had to think about it.

"Uncle Finn?" Seeing him in a daze, Ji Luo stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Uncle Finn, do you have something on your mind?"

Finn came back to reality from his chaotic thoughts. Seeing his son's concerned eyes, his heart warmed up. "It's just that I happened to think of some unimportant things." Then he changed the subject and asked him about the battlefield. Something about Marseille.

But when he heard Giro say that Marcello was a famous playboy, Finn's doubts were finally dispelled, and he naturally thought that the love letter was written by Marcello to a certain girl.How can a boy like a flower fall in love with a bad old man who is over half a century old?Finn felt ridiculous for his previous thoughts.

That being the case, he should quietly put this love letter back in the book, and pretend that he doesn't know anything. As for Sisi, he should not say anything, so as not to cause misunderstandings.

But sometimes, the minds of young people are unpredictable to those who are old.

Marseille really wanted to rush into Manstein's house to get back the collection of poems, but this idea was very unrealistic, because he might be knocked down by the soldiers guarding the door before he broke through the gate, so he could only force He asked Rommel to return the love letter he wrote to him.

wrong!It's a collection of poems with love letters in it!

Coincidentally, Finn returned the book the next day.Rommel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to quietly take the book out of Sisi's sight, but was snatched by the sharp-eyed Nana, "I haven't read a collection of poems yet! Dad, can you lend me a read? No If it looks good, I will return it to you immediately."

Finn's heart suddenly rose.

What Rommel was afraid of was that when his daughter saw the signature on the title page, she prayed silently in her heart, never see...don't see...don't see...

But God, his old man suffers from intermittent deafness most of the time.

"Marcello! Is that the young air hero?" Nana screamed excitedly, "Dad, do you know him? I'm his fan!"

When Mr. Fox heard this, he immediately forgot about wearing clothes, and said sourly, "Aren't you your idol? Are you me?"

Nana was so excited that she hugged her jealous father, "But he's so handsome!"

Just when Mr. Fox was about to discuss who is more handsome with Miss Fox, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards his face!

Murderous!

Mr. Fox looked to the side vigilantly, and saw the squirrel's fur all over, gnashing its teeth and glaring at him angrily.

"So... have you two reached the point of giving each other poetry books?" Mr. Squirrel gritted his molars, looking vicious as if he wanted to chop a prudish fox into pieces.

Mr. Fox laughed dryly, "I want to say... well, well, it's actually a misunderstanding... Do you believe it?"

"..." There was silence in the room.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a misunderstanding...

At this time, Finn coughed lightly and broke the deadlock, "I also think that Erwin is innocent, it's just a collection of poems, it has no special meaning, don't make such a fuss."

Nana also chimed in, "Yes, Mom, don't be angry, it's not a big deal at all."

Knowing that outsiders were present today, Ceci could not get angry, so he suppressed his anger, stretched out a finger and pointed at Rommel, "You better not let me find out that there will be a next time, or I will never forgive you easily. about you!"

The atmosphere finally eased up a bit, but before Rommel could heave a sigh of relief, Nana let out a "huh" and took out a letter from the poetry collection. After opening it, there was another "ah" sound.

Finn thought to himself, it's over.

Ceci noticed that Nana's complexion was unpredictable, which was not what it should be under normal circumstances, so he took the paper away from her hand, and when he saw the content on it, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

At this time, Rommel was still out of the situation and was very puzzled by their shocked expressions.

"Let me ask you, who gave you this book?" Ceci's voice was steady, but his fingers trembled slightly.

Rommel replied truthfully, "Lieutenant Marseio."

"Did he say anything when he gave you the book?" Sisi asked.

"This..." Rommel recalled the scene at that time, "he just said that I must read this book, even if it is a cursory review, because this collection of poems is very well written. That's all, that's all. "

Sisi took a few deep breaths, "Did you read it?"

Rommel shook his head, "You know me. I usually only read books on tactics and never read these things. After Hans gave it to me, I forgot about it and didn't remember it until I went back to Berlin to pack my luggage. , so I packed it in a box and brought it back to show you.”

"Maybe this letter is for some girl..." said Finn.

"I can be sure that this love letter is addressed to him." Sisi looked a little lonely looking at the letter in his hand.

Rommel was a little nervous, and carefully took the letter over. He only read the beginning, and his eyebrows were tightly knit together.

Sisi couldn't hold his forehead.

Rommel finished reading this "love letter" in shock, and after reading it, his face turned dark.

"This letter says that he admires you very much. From the first time we met, he also said that he wanted to have some wonderful nights with you, and begged you to give him a chance to hug you..." Sisi repeated those words in the letter in a low voice. The content that made him worry, every word hit the nerves of everyone present.

Nana covered her mouth in disbelief, but her eyes were fixed on Sisi, for fear that he would faint from anger.

Sisi was not fragile, but he was not as strong as others imagined. His hands were still trembling, and he managed to fold the letter and put it on the table.

Finn looked at his numb side face, and could vaguely hear his heartbroken voice.

His throat seemed to be tightly held by an invisible hand, and he couldn't speak a word. Even breathing felt very difficult, giving people the illusion that he was about to suffocate to death.The heart was beating wildly in the chest, as if it was about to jump out, but it was stuck in the throat again, unable to go up or down, so uncomfortable that I wanted to take it out and throw it on the ground, stepping on two feet until it stops hopping.

Regarding other people's private affairs, Finn couldn't stay any longer, so he comforted Sisi a few words, then took his leave and left.Nana slipped out quietly at some point, and for a while, only Ceci and Rommel were left in the huge living room.

"I know you won't believe me if I say it's none of my business," Rommel squatted in front of Sisi and held his hand, "but I still have to say, what happened to Lieutenant Marseille I didn't know about the love letter, and I didn't provoke him. Sisi, we have lived for 30 years, don't you still believe me?"

Ceci stared into the depths of his eyes, "I trust you, but I don't trust him."

Rommel wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Sisi, "You can miss him, but can he miss you? I don't want my man to be the object of other people's lust. Don't say that this kind of thing happened, just think about me I feel disgusting! Erwin, I believe in you, I have always believed in you, from the moment you made a promise to me 30 years ago until now, I have always firmly believed that you can keep your promise, I just... ...I have less and less confidence in myself." When he said the last sentence, Sisi's tone was full of sadness and disappointment.

If he hadn't provoked him, then why would a delicate and beautiful rose that bloomed wantonly admire him alone?Even wrote such an explicit love letter to recommend the pillow seat?Who is at fault?Who seduced whom?

Ceci's always shrewd head was a little confused. In fact, when he saw this love letter, his brain was already in a mess.

Rommel noticed that Ceci's face was abnormal, and his eyes were a little slack. Knowing that he was in a state of madness, he admitted it regardless of whether it was his fault or not.

"Honey, it's all my fault, don't you want to stop thinking about it, okay? It's all my fault, you can beat or scold, as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter if you smash all the porcelain at home," Rommel said Holding Sisi's pale face in his hands, he said anxiously, "Wake up! Honey, wake up quickly! Let me explain to you slowly, okay?"

"I don't want to hear another word from you, please shut up, please?" Sisi woke up from the confusion. He didn't go into a rage like Rommel imagined, but this overly calm and even cold attitude was more important. Rommel was terrified.

"Let's invite Mr. Marcello to come to our house as a guest tomorrow. I want to meet him in person." Ceci said lightly.

Rommel was taken aback, "Didn't you not allow him to come to our house?"

"That was before, but now I have changed my mind." Sisi sneered, "If this matter cannot be resolved satisfactorily, then the days to come will never be peaceful."

124 meet

Rommel finally realized the seriousness of the situation. After barely calming Sisi's emotions, he hurried to Marseille's home in Berlin. Some things had to be clarified in person.

Marseio was not at all surprised by his late-night visit, as if he had known his coming for a long time.When Rommel put the collection of poems on the table, Marseio's expression moved slightly.

"I brought this book, but I don't want to return it to you, but I want to ask you to explain a problem," Rommel took out the love letter from the book, "I don't know if this is your sweetheart. Yes, unfortunately, my wife saw it, and she... was very angry, and decided that it was written to me. Second Lieutenant, you must clear this charge for me, otherwise, my wife will not let this matter go away."

Marseio drooped his eyelashes and said nothing.

"You don't need to have any psychological burden, as long as you explain to my wife that this love letter is not for me, then the matter will be settled!" Rommel thought it was easy to deal with this matter. He wrote love letters, and if anyone insisted on thinking so, he would laugh bitterly at the person's insanity.

"Is Madame Rommel going to see me?" Marseille raised his eyes, "Or did you ask me to see her?"

"It's my wife who wants to see you, she... wants to confront you face to face." Rommel didn't want to say it so seriously, but it was true.

Marceiu secretly sighed, it seems that this time he hit the muzzle of a gun.Originally, he just wanted to secretly hand over the love letter to Rommel. If the other party accepted, the relationship between the two could develop into an underground lover.If the other party doesn't accept it, don't be too embarrassed.I just didn't expect things to turn out like this.

For the mysterious Mrs. Rommel, Marseille has always wanted to meet, since she sent an invitation, it is hard for him to refuse.

"Okay, I'll see her." Marcello readily agreed.

Standing at the door, looking at Rommel's relaxed back, the cunning little bee evoked a ambiguous smile--I will definitely make things "clear"!

This is the first time Sisi officially met with his rival as "Mrs. Rommel".When he was in North Africa, he was only a small adjutant, and he was still an ugly and inconspicuous person. Apart from that chance encounter, Sisi wanted to see how this beautiful "flower of the empire" would respond.

"Honey, your silk scarf." Rommel handed over a burgundy silk scarf, "I think you are the most beautiful in this color."

"I know I'm getting old." Ceci put the silk scarf around her neck and tied a delicate bow.

The wine-like red took advantage of his fair neck, Rommel couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek, "If you are old and pale, then I am too old to see?"

Sisi pushed him away and rolled his eyes, "Mr. Marshal is so good at joking, the mad bees and butterflies around you are enough to show your charm. Successful old men are always the most popular."

"Sisi," Rommel said helplessly, "the most important thing between husband and wife is trust. We have been together for 30 years, don't you believe me