As the first teacher in the training period, An Zhe is naturally called the predecessor, even if the age of no-mindedness is older than that of him and the three bonnets.

"Yes, just passing by here, I met Dalev."

An Zhe smiled and nodded, and Amin on the side of the three and Amin also nodded his head.

"Hey, no idea you know, don't have to introduce more."Dalev smiled and handed the guitar in his hand.

“Try me, have I regressed in my art?”

Dalev said this, the expression on his face was a little faint.

Before this, he never thought that he would be on the battlefield one day, holding a double knife, to face the monster that can eat people.

Wei took the guitar, and the expression was slightly happy.

"Really grateful!I can’t believe I have my own guitar in a place like this.”

He said gently touch the strings, although it was not a wooden guitar that was not colored at all, but he could see that he liked it very much, and his eyes were full of nostalgia and faint sadness.

Everyone has their own hobbies, it seems that for Wei Wei to have no thoughts, music is also a very important part of his life, perhaps among them, but also pinned on some condolences.

“Well, since it happened to meet you, anyway, to tune it, just give us a song?”

An Zhe was interested in leaning on the wooden pillar on one side, laughing and making a noise, and the tone was slightly missed.

I remember that he often composed music before, but since the beginning of the war, that life has been far away from him.Every day, there is blood, there are giants, and there are his comrades.

Wei No-mind is not a sentimental person, obviously also has to try this guitar mind, the moment did not refuse, immediately began to tune.

The sound of the guitar is surprisingly good, and Dalev is very good, but the craft is really good.

Wei did not mind seriously tuned the guitar, but it seemed to remember the previous life, and the look could not help but become low.

An Zhe's eyes moved slightly, and the three two people looked at each other, and sighed gently.

Remember the past again... the people who joined the investigation corps, and how many people have no story?

The sky gradually reached dusk, the sky beyond the high wall was yellow and gloomy, and from time to time it passed through the streets of soldiers and carriages, with the unique tonal voice of the guitar, and the low and sad song of a man.

“A month ago, she lost her brother.”

“His picture is still hanging on the wall, so I can’t forget it.”

“When she brings me a cup of coffee, it’s a smile like a flower.”

“I wish I could be with her forever until the end of my life.”

The man's low song sounded, with a strong sadness, so that the eyes of Anzhe who stood on the side were light.

This song...

The look was slightly surprised to look at the guard, but found that the man's eyes were looking directly at the ground in front, but he was in a treacherous way, but he was singing this song subconsciously.

“She gave me all her love.”

“We have dreamed of starting a new life in a peaceful place.”

“But it all happened so fast.”

"In an instant, the cruel havoc destroyed my dream."

The song is in a low narrative, and An Zhe does not know whether it is a tragedy that belongs to Wei Noi, or whether it is the epitome of the people around him.

It can be seen that people passing by can't help but stop their steps, and after a moment's faintness, the look has become heavy.

Dalev tightened his fist tightly, and his facial expression looked a little monstrous.

In the drowsy sky, the pedestrians here stopped, as if they were immersed in the song, or perhaps they were involved in the memories, and everyone's looks very similar.

It was with desolation and sadness, and a look called fragile.

...

“I cry because I lost my love.”

"I have no 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’m alone, I don’t know where to go.”

“You can keep calling your name.”

...

The song continued, full of sadness and sorrow, An Zhe suddenly stepped forward and gently pressed the hand that moved the strings of Wei No thought.

The sound of the harp suddenly stopped, and Wei Noi raised his eyes, but his eyes were full of turbidity.

“I’m sorry, but don’t sing...”

He spoke softly, with an apology.

Decent memories, for the really powerful people are a force of urging, which will make it burst into energy that ordinary people can not imagine.

But for more people, it makes no sense other than to awaken their inner grief.

Anzhe was lucky, and so far he has no grieving memories, but that is what he has paid for the price that ordinary people cannot imagine.

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

Perhaps the expression has a slight coldness.

He could not understand the sadness of everyone, and he felt the same way.

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

Anzhe is not very much agree with this extreme statement, but it is undeniable that this is an explanation of a truth that he also agrees with.

The pessimism after the fact is useless, and what should be done should be smashed before all tragedies.

That’s why Ange is standing here!

The eyes of the unremembered were gradually restored to clarity, and they quickly wiped their tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm confused."

An Zhe calmly withdrew his hand, was silent for a moment, and suddenly whispered: "I say you, it is dead-minded."

He said that the bodies of those present were slightly shocked.

He took a deep breath and showed a slightly headache.

"Really, give me avenge life, give me a good life to remember the people I value...If even you die if you remember them at the end, who will remember them?"

Shaking his head, Anzhe walked away silently to the side, leaving Darev and Guard without thinking of them, and there was a look of relief.

...

It was already dusk, and An Zhe stood alone on the high wall, and the huge fireball at the end of the sky was like a late old man, trembling down the mountain.

In the end, it is comforting others with reasons that even you feel bullscratized.

People die or die, even if everyone has always remembered, it is only a sad feeling.

But if it is so simple to forget, it is too powerful to be a human being.

It’s a contradiction, whether it’s words or ideas...

He thought to himself, but the faith remained firm.

Knowing their pain, he did not want to be one of them.

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