Chapter 894 Why Are You Standing Here?

Those who master are teachers, and as the number one during the training period, Anzhe is naturally respected as a senior, even though Wei Wunian is older than him and Mikasa.

"Yeah, I happened to pass by here and met Daleev."

Anzhe smiled and nodded, while Mikasa and Amin on the side also nodded in greeting.

"Hehe, you all know Wu Nian too, so no introduction is needed." Daleev said with a smile, and handed the strung guitar in his hand to Wei Wunian.

"Here, give it a try and see if my skills have deteriorated?"

Dalev said this with a somewhat sad expression on his face.

Before this, he never imagined that one day he would be on the battlefield, holding a pair of swords to face those man-eating monsters.

Wei Wunian took the guitar with a slightly happy expression.

"Thank you very much! I really didn't expect that I could have my own guitar in a place like this..."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the strings. Although it was an acoustic guitar that had not been painted at all, it was obvious that he liked it. His eyes were filled with nostalgia and a touch of sadness.

Everyone has their own hobbies. It seems that for Wei Wunian, music is also an important part of his life, and perhaps there is some sadness in it.

"Haha, since we happened to meet each other and we have to tune in anyway, why don't you just play a song for us?"

Anzhe leaned against the wooden pillar on the side with interest and smiled, with a slight nostalgia in his tone.

I remember that he used to compose music a lot, but since the war, that kind of life has gone away from him. Every day he saw blood, both from the giants and from his comrades.

Wei Wunian was not a pretentious person. He obviously wanted to try this guitar, so he did not refuse and started tuning it immediately.

The tone of the guitar is surprisingly good, and although Dalev is naive, his skills are really good.

Wei Wunian tuned the guitar seriously, but seemed to be thinking of his previous life, and his expression couldn't help but become depressed.

Anzhe's eyes moved slightly, he and Mikasa looked at each other, and sighed softly.

Are you remembering the past again...the people who joined the Survey Corps?

How many of them don’t have any stories...

It was gradually getting dusk, and the sky outside the high wall was dim and dim. From time to time, as soldiers and carriages passed by on the streets, the unique tones of guitars could be heard, as well as the low and sad singing voice of a man.

"She lost her brother a month ago"

“And his photo is still hanging on the wall, which I can’t forget.”

"When she served me a cup of coffee, her smile was as bright as 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, filled with deep sadness, which made An Zhe, who was standing aside, narrow his eyes.

This song……

He looked at Wei Wunian with a slightly stunned expression, only to find that the man's eyes were staring directly at the ground in front of him, but he was in a daze, playing and singing the song subconsciously.

"She said she gave all her love to me"

"We also dreamed of starting a new life in a peaceful place."

"But it all happened so fast"

"In a blink of an eye, a cruel catastrophe destroyed my dreams."

The song was narrating in a low voice, and Anzhe didn't know whether it was the tragedy of Wei Wunian alone, or a microcosm of the people around him.

What can be seen is that the people passing by stopped involuntarily, and after being stunned for a while, their expressions became heavy.

And Dalev clenched his fists tightly, his facial expression looking a little ferocious.

Under the dim sky, the pedestrians here stopped one after another, as if they were immersed in the singing, or maybe they were involved in the memories. Everyone's expressions were very similar.

It was an expression of desolation, sadness, and vulnerability.

…

"I burst into tears because I lost my love."

"I no longer have the courage to live, why can't you stay with me forever?"

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

"Now I am standing alone, not knowing where to go."

"I can only keep calling your name"

…

The singing continued, containing full of sadness and mourning. Anzhe suddenly stepped forward and gently pressed Wei Wunian's hand that was playing the strings.

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

"Sorry, it's better not to sing..."

Anzhe spoke softly, with an apologetic expression.

Sad memories are a kind of urging force for truly strong people, causing them to explode with energy that ordinary people cannot imagine.

But for more people, it means nothing except awakening their inner sorrow.

Anzhe is very lucky. He still has no sad memories, but he paid a price that ordinary people can't imagine.

Everyone was pessimistic at the moment, and he was the only one watching quietly.

In other words, there is a hint of indifference in his expression.

It's not that he can't understand everyone's sadness, he feels the same way.

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

Anzhe didn't quite agree with this extreme statement, but it was undeniable that it was explaining a truth that he also agreed with.

It is useless to be pessimistic after the fact. What we should do is to crush all tragedies before they happen.

That's why An Zhe stood here!

Wei Wu Nian's eyes gradually returned to clarity and he quickly wiped his tears.

"I'm sorry...I lost my temper."

Anzhe withdrew his hand calmly, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke softly: "I told you, you have death intentions."

When he said this, the bodies of everyone present were slightly shaken.

Anzhe took a deep breath and showed a slightly headache-like expression.

"Really, let me live well to take revenge, let me live well enough to remember the people I care about... If even you who remember them in the end die, who else will remember them..."

Shaking his head, Anzhe walked away silently, leaving Daleev and Wei Wunian behind with stunned expressions.

…

It was already dusk, and Anzhe stood alone on the high wall. The huge fireball at the end of the sky was trembling down the mountain like an old man in his twilight years.

In the end, he was trying to comfort others with reasons that even he thought were nonsense.

When a person dies, he or she is dead. Even if everyone keeps remembering it, it only adds to the sadness.

But if it can be forgotten so easily, that would be too great for a human being.

What a contradiction, whether it’s words or thoughts...

Anzhe thought mockingly to himself, but his belief was still firm.

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

Therefore, you must not let those things happen that will make you extremely painful!