[Liai] Trapped beast

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"If you go further in, you will be near the national border, and the carts pulled by horses will not be able to enter... Are you going there? I remember that there was indeed a small place deep in the vicinity decades ago. village..."

Amidst the falling petals, the older voice of the cart merchant also had a strange sense of fuzziness.

"I'm looking for someone," the hitchhiker behind nodded immediately, "stop here."

The old man seemed a little surprised, and took the trouble to explain it.

"I advise you not to go, I heard that it was due to a rare infectious disease..."

Then there was a long silence, so long that the boy almost thought that the voice had been carried away by the wind.

"Everyone inside is dead... It's been dead for a long time, and no one has stepped in yet."

That voice, trembling with fear, seemed a little thick for a moment.

"I know," the boy smiled, "Thank you for sending me off."

He seemed unwilling to talk more, but his eyes dimmed unconsciously, and he walked into the overwhelming cherry blossoms without looking back.

He walked, kept walking.

In the ears, there is only silence.

The layers of brilliance sprinkled by the branches seem to be fragmented light and shadows, intertwined on the body.

He looked dazzledly at the blooming flowers on the branch, and inadvertently, his vision was obscured by the everlasting and unchanging turbulent waves like rain.The moment covered by the rain of flowers seemed easy, and his thoughts were also involved in the endless wind...

His eyes couldn't help becoming distant, as if recalling the past...

He seems to be in this pink and white corridor, step by step, gently and slowly, brushing past many fleeting times, passing through the forgotten nostalgic years... back to the original beginning ...

The voices of four young people seemed to be among the cherry blossoms, whispering, chatting and laughing happily, echoing endlessly.

People can't help but want to listen, want to remember... What are they talking about, what are they laughing about...

When did you leave...?

Things are different, but at this moment, it is full of memories and longings, as if there is some unknown ancient secret hidden in it.

He closed his eyes as if concentrating, resisting the uncontrollable sadness somewhere in his body, and opened them uncontrollably, only to realize that he seemed to have stepped out of the door of memory and walked down the winding road paved with cherry blossoms. The small road gradually stopped its slow pace.

When looking in the direction where the wind and flowers fell... what caught the amber eyes was still the most beautiful cherry tree. Years of time passed, but it couldn't take away its amazing life.

The spring breeze was blowing, and the huge cherry tree was still standing upright amidst the dancing petals. The tall and straight branches, like a powerful force in full bloom, rushed into the vast and boundless sky, as if trying to catch something... Desperately trying to save something... Mysterious and incomprehensible, but so powerful that people can't move their eyes away.

He bit his lip unconsciously.

Under the sun, the tombstone under the tree is as old as it is, and the traces of time can be clearly seen on it. The wind-eroded residues are soothed time and time again by the fluttering petals, but the heroic spirits in the ground...have already quietly fallen asleep .

The young man kept his eyes on, but his heart seemed to be touched and knocked by something hot and bitter... That dizzying feeling, that hot and sad touch... made him want to The urge to cry.

The tears were hazy, and in a trance, it seemed that someone was leaning sideways in front of the tombstone, as if standing there for a long time.

The young man's slightly closed eyes suddenly trembled, and the trembling eyes stared at him quietly, as if they were extremely heavy, as if they contained countless emotions in his heart.

He desperately tried to persuade himself to come back to his senses, perhaps because some kind of overly powerful thoughts caused him to hallucinate... So he took a deep breath, wiped away the moisture from his eyes for a long time... tried to calm himself down.

In the breeze, in the falling cherry blossoms, the slanted back looks like a hidden traveler, the wide and long cloak dances vividly as in memory, and the neat high collar is still upright, inadvertently concealing the silhouette of the person's side face.The knife on his waist kept shaking, which was in sharp contrast to the cold and smooth appearance in his memory.

The wind was still blowing, and the petals swirling around were flying one after another, and the dark hair of the visitor danced gently.His right hand hanging by his side tightly held a handful of dewy lilies, wrapped in tissue paper very finely, but everything around him seemed to be infected by his cold and sad aura, and it seemed even more silent for a moment.

Looking at the sadly beautiful ancient cherry tree, looking at the quiet figure under the tree that seems to disappear in a moment, and the lilies held in one hand are bowing their heads and swaying with the wind... The heartbreaking scene made the young man's throat seem to be choked, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak. It took him a while to move his lips. Emotions, unable to speak out for a long time.

"Are they all gone?"

The man's voice remained unchanged, he knelt down and solemnly placed the bouquet in front of the stone tablet.

In an instant, the wind blows even worse, the cloak flutters, and the sea of ​​flowers is like a dream, just like a beautiful picture scroll.

The young man squinted his eyes unconsciously, his immature face lined with disheveled hair was indifferent, he nodded, the man didn't see it, and he didn't need to see it, the mellow voice just said something.

"Why don't you see that blond-haired brat?"

Right now, there are only two ancient stone monuments, as if they depended on each other, as if sleeping hand in hand...

The boy raised his head, tried his best to suppress the pain caused by the devastation in his heart, and only looked at the towering treetops silently.

"Back then... the ten-year war broke out, and the kingdom was at a disadvantage..."

"Almin was recalled by Captain Aiweier to help with the research and development of the weapon project. Later, they, together with Captain Hanji... died of the collapse of the building caused by the bombing of the Republic... His ashes were brought together with the Captain and the Captain stayed in the kingdom..."

In the wind that seemed to be blowing cherry snow, the man's eyes looked extremely lonely.

The grief was so intense that the boy couldn't stop coughing a few times, and his voice became extremely hoarse.

"During the war, various diseases began to spread, and the entire continent was affected...Not long after the outbreak of the infectious disease, Mikasa and Joe also died of illness..."

The man's expression seemed a little dazed.

"Jean has always been by Mikasa's side...Although Mikasa has always had that kind of personality, even if she understands something, she pretends to ignore it, but Jean didn't give up on her until she died..."

"But he will never know. It wasn't until after he passed away that Mikasa was willing to hold his hand when he was dying... Quietly closed his eyes..."

"It was at that moment that I realized that I may have never really understood her feelings..."

After finishing speaking, the young man felt strangely empty, and everything that happened to the people who lived here seemed to be swallowed up by the sea of ​​flowers.

However, the cherry blossoms are still dancing wildly, weaving the past and interpreting the memories of the deceased, as if they were the tree species buried by the four young people who had just come here to hide.

Only the wind kept blowing, and the young man's indifferent voice was heard in his ears, which was very similar to Luo Ying's sad weeping.

"Did you know? In less than ten years, all my friends have left... A long time ago, I was the only one left."

The man seemed to be touched, he looked back, his appearance remained the same, his dull black pupils were expressionless.

He stared at the boy, the person he had silently vowed in his heart to be with him for the rest of his life, but he suppressed an unspeakable intensity in his heart.

The young man also looked at the man with nostalgia, staring at him, he was still a child who had not changed for many years... Now, he really became a child who lost everything, only himself, living alone in this world.

"I... have traveled to many places by myself, and experienced countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, but every early spring... I can't help but come back here, and then, recall a lot of the past..."

"Everyone in issue 104, there are scary giants, there are wings of liberty... Survey Corps... Levi's class..."

"And you..."

The man looked at him and forced a smile, but his whole face looked sad and fragile.

The young man has really seen too much, but in the end, even the deception that comforts the pain cannot be undone. Facing the last moment of the life of the people around him, he saw someone's body trembling constantly, and he also saw someone's eyes still However, the only thing they have in common is that any of them... can no longer speak to themselves.

"In the next few decades, even if someone takes the initiative to approach me, I don't want to be close to others... No matter how deep the bond with others is, the person who will be left behind in the end will always be I……"

"Everyone will leave me one day...whether I want to or not."

In the unknown distance, there are faint bursts of bird cries, and the tail sound is constantly elongated in the wind. It always looks sad and sad, and it can easily evoke a kind of familiar pain in memory...

Allen closed his eyes gently. It was in such an environment that he lost his last family.

"I think I'm lonely... I'm in so much pain, and then I started looking for you everywhere..."

He was crying heartbroken, and while wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, he spoke inarticulately... He really, had so many things he wanted to tell the man.

"But the harder I search, the more determined you are