The master is the teacher, and as the first place in the training period, An Zhe is naturally respected and called a senior, even if Wei Wunian is older than him and Mikasa.

"yes, I happened to be passing by here, and I met Dalev."

An Zhe smiled and nodded, and Mikasa and Armin on the side also nodded in acknowledgement.

"Hehe, you know each other without thoughts, so you don't need to introduce more." Dalev said with a smile and handed the well-wounded guitar to Wei Wunian.

"Here, try to see if my craft has regressed?"

Darev said this, the expression on his face was a little stunned.

Before this, he never imagined that one day he would be on the battlefield, holding two knives, to face the man-eating monsters.

Wei Wunian took the guitar with a slightly happy expression.

"Thank you very much! I didn't expect to be able to have my own guitar in a place like this......"

He said and stroked the strings gently, although it was an acoustic guitar that was not painted at all, but it was obvious that he liked it very much, and his eyes were full of nostalgia and a touch of sadness.

Everyone has their own hobbies, it seems that for Wei Wunian, music is also a very important part of his life, and perhaps there are some sorrows.

"Hehe, since we happened to meet it, we want to tune it anyway, why don't you give us a song?"

An Zhe leaned against the wooden pillar on the side with interest, smiling, and slightly nostalgic in his tone.

I remember that in the past, he used to compose music a lot, but since the beginning of the war, that kind of life has been far away from him. Every day, there was blood, both giants and his comrades.

Wei Wunian is not a hypocritical person, and obviously has the intention of trying this guitar, so he didn't refuse at the moment, and immediately started tuning.

The tone of the guitar is unexpectedly very good, and although Dalev is simple, his craftsmanship is really good.

Wei Wunian adjusted the guitar seriously, but he seemed to remember his previous life, and his expression couldn't help but become depressed.

An Zhe's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Mikasa and sighed softly.

Do you remember the past again...... How many of the people who joined the Survey Corps don't have any stories......

It was getting dusk, and the sky beyond the walls was dark, and every now and then the distinctive tone of a guitar sounded as soldiers and carriages walked through the streets, and a man sang in a low and mournful voice.

"A month ago, she lost her brother"

"And his picture is still hanging on the wall, which I can't forget"

"When she brought me a cup of coffee, her smile was like a flower"

"At this time, I wish I could be with her forever until the end of my life"

The man's low singing voice sounded, revealing a thick sadness, which made An Zhe's eyes condensed lightly.

The song ......

looked at Wei Wunian with a slightly stunned expression, but found that this man's eyes were looking directly at the ground in front of him, but he was in a daze, just subconsciously playing and singing this song.

"She said she gave me all her love"

"We also dreamed of starting a new life in a place of peace"

"But it all happened too fast"

"In the blink of an eye, a cruel catastrophe shattered my dreams"

The song was narrated in a low voice, and An Zhe didn't know if it was the misery of Wei Wunian alone, or the epitome of the people around him.

It can be seen that the passers-by involuntarily stopped, and after being stunned for a while, their expressions all became heavy.

And Dalev clenched his fists even tighter, and his facial expression looked a little hideous.

In the dim sky, the pedestrians here stopped one after another, as if they were soaked in singing, or perhaps they were drawn by memories, and everyone looked very similar.

It was desolate and pathetic, and there was an expression called vulnerability.

……

"I wept aloud because I lost my love"

"I don't have the courage to live anymore, why can't you stay with me forever"

"My love, where are you! I don't have any power anymore."

"Now I stand alone, not knowing where to go"

"I can only keep calling your name"

……

The singing continued, full of sadness and grief, An Zhe suddenly stepped forward and gently pressed Wei Wunian's hand that plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Wei Wunian raised his tear-soaked eyes, but his eyes were cloudy.

"Sorry, but stop singing......"

An Zhe spoke softly, with an apologetic expression.

Sad memories are a kind of urging force for truly powerful people, and they will burst out with energy that ordinary people can't imagine.

But for many more, there is no point in reawakening the grief in their hearts.

An Zhe is very lucky, he still has no sad memories, but it was at a price that ordinary people can't imagine.

At the moment, everyone is pessimistic, only he is quietly watching.

Perhaps, there is a hint of coldness in his expression.

It's not that he can't understand everyone's sadness, but he also empathizes.

But remember that there is a saying that all tragedies are caused by the lack of ability of the people involved.

An Zhe doesn't agree with this extreme sentence very much, but it is undeniable that this is expounding a truth that he also agrees with.

It is useless to be pessimistic afterwards, what should be done should be to rush all the tragedies and crush them all.

That's why An Zhe is standing here!

Wei Wunian's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he quickly wiped away his tears.

"I'm sorry...... I lost my temper. ”

An Zhe withdrew his hand calmly, was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke softly: "I said you, you have the intention of death." ”

When he said this, the bodies of those present were slightly shocked.

An Zhe took a deep breath and showed a slightly headache expression.

"Really, give me a good life to avenge it, and give me a good life to remember the people I value...... If even those of you who remembered them last died, who would remember them......"

Shaking his head, An Zhe silently walked away to the side, leaving Dalev and Wei Wunian behind, where they looked stunned.

……

It was already dusk, and An Zhe stood alone on the high wall, and the huge fireball at the end of the sky trembled down the mountain like an old man in the twilight.

In the end, he was comforting others with reasons that even he felt.

When people die, they die, and even if everyone keeps remembering it, it only adds to the sadness.

But if it's that simple to forget, it's too powerful for a human being.

What a contradiction, both in words and in thought......

An Zhe thought self-deprecatingly, but his belief was still firm.

It was because he knew their pain that he didn't want to be a part of it.

So, you must not let those things that will make you miserable happen!