[TSOPUF] Chapter 13

Translator: MysticRain

If a person is bored, then his time will pass slowly……

If a person is too bored, then the time will fly by……

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter seemed to be like the images in a projector. After blinking, the scenery outside the window was no longer the same as it was the second before.

The year 1939 passed imperceptibly, and when the new year came, there was only lost in Alpha’s eyes……

In fact, it was this appearance, when we no longer needed to care about time, for the passage of time will gradually become slow……

Germany in 1940 was enveloped in the joy of victory.

From April to May, the German troops began a major offensive in the Western Front against the Northern and Western European countries and occupied Denmark, Norway, Luxembourg, the Netherlands, Belgium, and other countries.

At the same time, the German army also bypassed the heavily fortified Maginot Line of French and invaded French territory. Soon after, the French surrendered.

Among these outstanding “achievements”, there was one general who “contributions that cannot go unnoticed”.

At the end of June, Gein’s father returned to Germany with honorary merits.

He didn’t tell his father about Alpha. He knew that his father despised the Jews from the bottom of his heart, and he wouldn’t even allow him to mention the memories of living together with them.

He carefully hid him in his home, and ordered all the servants not to sing, dance, or to play the piano.

Because he had received the documents issued by the Supreme Command Office: From now on, the whole country will enter a state of war preparation, and all kinds of recreational facilities and activities will be immediately suspended.

He can no longer play beautiful music, at least not at this time and in this age of war……

But……this was the only way he could free his soul…..

His body had lost its freedom, and his heart had even lost its faith……

When he was informed of the news, he still remained submerged……

But having an outward calmness doesn’t mean there was no storm inside……

He was waiting for an opportunity……

An opportunity to free from the shackles, an opportunity for his soul to return……

Therefore, when Gein’s father came to the villa to hold a secret meeting, he laboriously moved the wheelchair and opened the locked piano room with the stolen key…..

It had only been a month, and it was already covered with dust. He gently brushed his fingers over the piano, and the marks left behind by his fingertips were reminiscent of the footprints we had discarded in the passing years.

This was his last performance……

He slowly lifted the one-inch-thick oak piano cover. The music he had once played passed through his head one by one, it came and went quickly……

He was thinking and considering, which song he should choose as the final curtain call……

Then a familiar melody suddenly sounded in his head……impossible to get rid of……it was 〈Moonlight〉……the 〈Moonlight〉that he loved so much but couldn’t play……

He stared at the keys for a long time and suddenly broke into a smile, the smile of the past. He saw Austria, he saw Vienna, and he saw him smiling brightly at him in the sun……

He took a deep breath and pressed down the first note with his fingers without hesitation……

Those beautiful memories of the past and the present had deeply engraved in his memory; Those simple and complex feelings all condensed between his fingers and were poured out……

A soothing “Moonlight” floated to every corner of the room and sank deeply into the people’s heart.