{Attack on Titan}I just want to live

The skull is lowered, as if it wants to look at me.The corner of the woman's mouth was dying to say something, from the original distressed cry for help to a few monotonously repeated words.

"Don't...don't..." My eyes became blurred, and the water began to surge upwards, out of the eye sockets, and fell to the ground one by one.My whole body was trembling, and I could do nothing but watch the woman struggling to the death.

The giant's distorted and weird smile began to look at me. I covered my mouth and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down my fingers. My consciousness was an abyss of despair, endless and beyond redemption.All I deserve is to shiver and wait for death.

"Help, help me...take care of...take care of him..." The baby who was lifted up by the woman finally could no longer be protected by the woman. The baby wrapped in cotton cloth fell on my body and appeared in my sight.

"Thanks...thanks..." Bell seemed to have exhausted all his strength and the oxygen in his lungs.She desperately dragged the child she was unable to support from the brink of death, and cast it on a hope whose life and death were uncertain.

"...Haha..." I hurriedly hugged the baby, knelt on the ground and looked at the woman who didn't struggle anymore with a surprised face.She leaned her body weakly against the giant's hand, her waist bent in a twisted posture, and her whole body drooped under the scythe of death like noodles.

Bell's expression was no longer in pain at this moment, she showed me a look similar to a smile, then closed her eyes, and never woke up again.

She died in this bloody dusk of the setting sun.

——“…she is just like you, a very smart girl, and she should live well somewhere”

she?So what if she lives well...she will never see her mother again...she has no home, she is homeless...

I looked at the dead figure of Bell, and suddenly the despair in my heart disappeared in a corner, and tears overflowed desperately.But I hugged the crying child who had just been sheltered by a woman in my arms, and ran forward as fast as I had ever been in my life.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, gushing out and falling into the air like a spring.The baby in my arms began to cry and fuss. I looked at the wrinkled baby with a red face from crying, and saw my tears falling on his cheeks, leaving the edge of the cotton cloth in a blurred pattern. a bunch of.

"We all have to live...we all have to live well..." I cried and said to the baby in my arms, and he gradually calmed down, "Without a home, we have to live...Without a mother, we have to live...We, Be good...don't die..."

"Bam—"

Suddenly, the sound of a body exploding sounded behind him.Blood splattered all around and sprayed on my face.

The warm blood flowed down my face, mixed with the continuous tears, and fell to the ground, silently.

The familiar temperature and familiar tenderness have disappeared, buried and decayed in this world.

——"Aunt Bell, good people are rewarded with good things, and you will be happy."

There is no happiness, only dry bones.

The author has something to say: the number of words in this chapter is more than 600!Don't be too happy, kids...Because Xijiang's stock is gone, it's used up... From now on, I'm going to have to eat the last meal and think about the next one...

☆, alive and new

Running desperately, the scene around him changed rapidly and blurredly. I don't know how many people I almost ran into, and I didn't know if I was running in the right direction.I just want to escape from here quickly, from this hell, from this nightmare that I can't get rid of, from death.

As I ran, tears poured out desperately.My lips and teeth were trembling constantly, my eyes were wide open, and a roar of fear leaked out of my mouth.

What I was thinking at that time, how my heart collapsed, I can't remember now.I just remember that at that time, I just wanted to run, I just wanted to escape, I just wanted to live, no longer being crushed and scattered in the air.

When my sanity recovered, I was no longer in the land where the blood flowed like rivers.The tactile wobble and the soft sound of planks scraping through the water told me I was on a boat.

"Hey! Hey! Mia!" Armin's voice sounded like water, coming and going from the undulating ocean, the air was isolated on my eardrums, I frowned slightly, and couldn't hear clearly.

"...Ah." I made a sound unconsciously.The eyes slowly opened, the light suddenly exhausted the line of sight, a burst of intense white light flashed, and then the back of the overlapping world was accepted into the line of sight.

I rubbed my eyes, and the rolling hills in the distance were kept in shadow by the red sunset above my head, and the blurred mountain line began to swim as the boat slowly moved forward, like a huge black dragon constantly drifting away At the end of the west, the jagged black thorns on the jagged back are like sharp teeth, swallowing the brightest and whitest glow in the western border.

The setting sun is brighter than usual, the crimson-red sky and occasional wisps of blue are inlaid on the yellow and white edges, it seems that someone stabbed the sky in the distance, and the blood rushing out covered the black and red flesh, It spread to all directions, condensed into a thick purple half in the shadow of a certain cloud, and settled down, looking at the mountains in the distance.

On the piece of land where the boat gradually went away, there were red remains that flowed down from the setting sun.Whether this sprawling black and red, this decadent red is the afterglow of the setting sun or the blood of human beings, no one can tell.

"Almin..." I sat up, and the cruel memories soaked in blood were overwhelming, and I suddenly remembered something very important, "Where is that child? The baby in my arms?!"

"Ah? Oh...that child is at Grandpa's place." He stared at me for a moment, then pointed to Grandpa not far away, pointing to the little cotton ball in his arms.

"It's okay..." I breathed a sigh of relief, exhaustion and pain seemed to burst my chest, "Fortunately, he's still alive... If he's alive, there's hope..." I sat leaning against the wall of the ship, with my arms folded. Keep your knees together, put your head in your arms, and use an ostrich posture to avoid all kinds of harm in this world.

"Mia? What happened?" I heard Armin's cautious voice come through.

I raised my head a little, and looked at the back of the person in front of me without focus. "Aunt Bell... is dead." The words swirled around in my mouth, I shook my lips, and uttered a trembling syllable.

"...!!" Armin's pupils narrowed sharply, and he opened his mouth in surprise, wanting to say something, but only sporadic exclamations came out.

"Asshole!!" The silent Allen suddenly became furious again. His brows were tightened, his face was flushed, and his veins were bulging.After losing his mother and hearing that Aunt Bell, who was gentle in the past, had died in that hell, his spirit was close to madness.

"I'm going to kill them! One day I'm going to kill them all!! No one left!!!" Hatred tore Alan's mind like a beast. His blood dripped on the front of his clothes, a cloudy patch.

"Ai Lun, calm down..." Mikasa restrained the rioting Ai Lun with her hands, her tone was solemn, but there was an unconcealable tiredness between her brows.

I looked at Mikasa. After this day of running away and despair, although the girl was calm, her heart was also uncomfortable.But she didn't show it, on the contrary, she put these weaknesses into her strong body, tightly sealed.

She knew exactly what to do now.But instead, I pale in comparison.

Allen had finished venting his anger and determination, sitting next to me with empty eyes, and Mikasa accompanied him.I saw Allen clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his hands, and the red marks on his knuckles showed new blood.

I know what he's thinking.Alan is different from me. He will not calm down after being hurt, let alone swallow his anger.He will keep this hatred in his heart forever, and then he will desperately become stronger, and then intensify his revenge.

But I can't help it. I'm scared, really scared. This kind of fear can't be vented.I also know that now is not the time to be sentimental and withdrawn, but there is no way, I can't get rid of the fear in my heart, all I can do now is to hold myself tighter and don't tremble too much.

What to do, what to do... This is just the beginning... Many, many people will die, maybe tomorrow will be me, maybe I will die sometime... But I can't die...

"Mia." I heard Mikasa's voice in the chaos of my brain.I instinctively looked up at her.

"Mia, it's time to eat." Mikasa passed a piece of bread from her side indifferently with both eyes. It was obvious that the bread had been divided into many portions, and this was just one of them.

"Oh..." I took Mikasa's bread with some doubts, and slowly gnawed and chewed it. There was no taste at all, just barely enough to satisfy my hunger.

"Don't think too much, I'll talk about it tomorrow after eating this." Mikasa looked into the distance, the evening wind made her hair flutter slightly, the red scarf was wrapped around her shoulders, and then fell into the shadow on her back , shaking slightly.

The sky gradually darkened, and the moon slowly began to come out.

I took a sip of water.The edge of Mikasa's profile glowed brightly under the dark starlight, Allen turned sideways, and Armin called for his grandpa.My heart suddenly became strangely quiet, and the flow of thoughts became calm.

Ah yes, there is still tomorrow, right? Why do you think so much.

I closed my eyes and listened to the creaking sound of walking boards, to the gentle sound of the water flowing under the boat, to name the unknown insects in the dusk, and to hear the endless stream of people’s voices. The sound of breathing and weeping, the sound of passing wind passing through the hair, the sound of the moon moving...

Anyway, we survived today.

"Really..." I finished licking the bread crumbs left on my knuckles, looked up at the first quarter moon in the corner of the dark sky, laughed at myself, and sighed.

In the second half of the night, the night was getting dark.The frost had fallen, and it was dark and hazy all around, and there were shadows gleaming on the ground as it swam.

I never fell asleep, as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Aunt Bell struggling in pain in the hands of a giant.Not knowing if the three people around me were dozing off, I just kept quiet and tried not to disturb their rest or peace.

Looking up to count the stars coming from a distance in the night, there is no conversation among the people around, only the occasional creaking of wooden boards and shallow sobbing in the corner.In the early hours of the morning, it was deserted, and I sat in a corner of the crowded boat, feeling the chill.

"Get off the boat!!" The soldiers of the garrison corps shouted from the bow of the boat. The deserted and silent boat was like a stone being thrown on the calm water, and there was gradually a commotion.People were awakened from light sleep, started to get up, moved their limbs, and then called their companions to get off the boat.The sound of rubbing clothes and footsteps can be heard endlessly.

"Alan, get off the boat." I patted Alan who was leaning on the side. After experiencing the nightmare of this day, he just fell into a shallow sleep.But his eyebrows were raised, and he occasionally let out a low exclamation sound, looking very unsteady.

"Ah..." He woke up, sat upright, and called Mikasa and Armin in a low voice.

We disembarked under the leadership of Almin's grandfather and followed the direction of the flow of people.The night was still very cold, I touched my face, but there was no warmth, and my lips trembled slightly from the cold.

We were assigned to a simple refuge. In the simple wooden house, several refugees with different postures were already sleeping here and there.I picked a wide open space and lay down with the other three, with Almin's grandpa standing by our side.

Closing my eyes, still familiar with the terrifying scene, I instinctively opened my eyes in fear, not daring to close them again.But my mental weakness and blurred consciousness told me that I must rest, otherwise my body would collapse and I would not be able to endure the ups and downs of the past few days.

Under compulsion and patience, I fell into a light sleep.

I still heard the rustling sound in my ears, but my consciousness began to sleep, and my sticky thinking was stuck.

Someone walked up to me softly and carried Alan who was sleeping beside me.I knew it was Grisha, Alan's father, and they would have an unknown exchange of power and transfer of hatred in the grove next to the shelter.Grisha hugged Alan, talking with people in the open space of the shelter, his voice was shadowy.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep in a daze.I know this is a scene in the comics, and it was at this time that Allen gained the power of a giant.This is the original plot, I can not interfere.

The bright sunlight in the morning passed through the gate of the shelter, leaving an inverted trapezoidal orange sunlight on the ground.Mikasa woke me up, I sat up, looked at the scene in front of me sleepily, it took a few seconds for my sluggish brain to remember everything about yesterday and my current situation.

I don't know when I fell into a deep sleep last night, maybe after Grisha took Alan, or the night after.

"Let's go, go get breakfast." Mikasa straightened the red scarf around her neck, and her skillful and gentle movements showed that she cherished this scarf very much.Armin put on his shirt and shook Alan beside him.

Alan had a quarrel with several rude soldiers stationed in the village, and tried his best to force Alan to eat the bread that Grandpa Almin received.After registering the specific household registration form of the surviving population, I decided to send this little guy out of the ghost gate in my free afternoon.

From the sunny day to the sunset in the evening, the shadow of us walking on the street with this child got longer and longer, and finally found a suitable old couple willing to adopt this poor child.

The old couple's daughter married to a distant place and never came back. The son joined the survey corps and died outside the wall a year ago, and his body was never seen.Speaking of this period of the past, the two old people were miserable and miserable.

While holding the child like a treasure, the old woman in Corell asked me happily, what is the name of the child.

I was taken aback for a moment, lowered my head, and there was a moment of sadness in my eyes.

"No name." I replied in a low voice, my heart full of bitterness.This child was protected by Aunt Bell with her life, and she didn't even leave a name.

"Ah...then, take one." The old woman looked at me, and looked at the innocent child sucking her finger with pity.

I thought about it, "Let's call it Lifo. Lifo Corell." I smiled and touched the top of Lifo's furry head with my hand, and said softly.I put my hope in this child that he survived the blood-soaked hell, and I hope that he will continue to live after the Trost District is broken five years later.

Lifo is the transliteration of "live", which means to survive, live in peace and enjoy this life quietly.

Before I left, I turned my head and saw the old woman bringing Lifo into the house with a kind smile.Since then, Lifo is no longer a child without parents and support, he has a new caring family.He will grow up well and have a good, healthy and happy life. He no longer needs to be like me, who must live on his own in pain, going back and forth between gain and loss, and being forced to wander between obsession and revenge.

This child deserves such happiness, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of his missing parents and Bell, who will never return.

"Little guy, you have to live." I looked at the wooden door that was getting further and further away, and murmured.

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☆, the arrival of the training period

The days passed quickly, because Maria's Wall had a large population, and the food approved from above was simply not enough to feed the tens of thousands of extra mouths.So the asylum seekers in Maria's Wall were ordered to plow the wasteland, hoping that the food they planted could alleviate the food shortage.

Although we have two years of farming experience, fertile land and wasteland are always two different concepts. Although we work hard day and night, the food we grow is not satisfactory.

And in this famine season, the medical equipment and accommodation conditions cannot keep up with the standard, and countless people die of starvation and disease every day. There is a serious shortage of medicines here, and even a small cold can lead to death.

In order to survive, many people began to do everything possible to steal other people's food and fruits of labor, and fights and murders often occurred due to scrambling.The soldiers would take care of it at the beginning, but found that this kind of behavior was repeatedly prohibited, and there was no solution, so they turned a blind eye and closed one eye, and simply let these refugees kill each other.Even if they are all dead, it will not affect their deliberation on the fine wine in their hands, but it will reduce the workload. All the dead people can be dealt with as "unexplained death".

However, such measures did not alleviate the problem of food shortage.

Finally, 846.The royal government issued an order to take back Maria's Wall, and a large number of refugees were drawn into the war.

Before being forced to go to war, Almin's grandfather left Almin his only hat, which was the last and best thing he could give Almin.

When Grandpa Almin started to leave, Almin, who had been silent all the time, grabbed the corner of his clothes.That was the most stubborn time I had ever seen Almin. He almost used all his strength to hold onto the small piece of gray fabric tightly.Almin is a smart child, maybe he understands that after he let go, there will be no more.

Grandpa turned around, looked at Almin with his head down, wearing the straw hat that almost accommodated half of his head, and said nothing.Grandpa sighed, stretched out his right hand and placed it on the straw hat that was not as high as his waist, and stroked it gently, just like so many ordinary days before, to comfort him, give him shelter, tolerate his waywardness, and forgive him mistake.

Armin still lowered his head, wearing the straw hat to cover all his expressions.Just slightly loosened his tightly clenched right hand, and the familiar rag in his hand slipped from his hand in an instant with his original temperature, and all his strength was scattered into the air and burned.

Almost at the same time, those big and rough palms left the top of Almin's head, and together with the figure that had been protecting him, they disappeared into the corner of the distance.The space that was missing in the air was instantly filled by the world, and there was no trace of everything before.

In the end nothing was said, in the end nothing could be said.

His guardian and his departure may only witness the straw hat that lost its home.

Armin just bowed his head in silence all the time, without tears.But I don't know if I read it wrong. At the moment when the figure disappeared, I saw Almin crying.

He stood there alone, facing the empty air.With his head down, leaning against the shelter of the straw hat and the residual temperature above his head, he cried in a mess but silently.

This "War of Mary's Wall" has as many as 25 people enrolled, which is equivalent to [-]% of the number of people inside the wall.But only a few survived.

And among these few people, the figure who left was not included.

That night, Armin leaned against the corner, holding the straw hat, and cried for a long time.His tears fell on the straw hat, leaving deep and shallow marks, and the sound of broken sobbing wandered in this doomed sad night.

Allen stood beside Almin, with layers of unforgettable hatred and anger in his eyes.Mikasa stood opposite Almin, watching his sadness, guarding silently.I leaned against the corner and sat next to Almin. I didn't know what words to use to comfort this bereaved child, and I didn't know how to face his tears.

I looked at the silent scene, took a deep breath, and patted Armin on the shoulder, "Don't be sad..." I organized my words, and when I saw the thin shoulder in front of me kept shaking, I swallowed again. go back.

"All of this is caused by the giants." Allen, who had been silent all this time, clenched his fists, "As long as we can defeat them, we can gain a place to stay."

Allen squatted down next to Almin, and said with firm eyes: "Almin, I will participate in the 104th training next year." I looked at Allen, and Mikasa sighed and closed his eyes. "I want to exercise enough strength to defeat the giant!"

Hearing the promises of my partners around me, I leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky without a single star. It was so dark that all the light was hidden in the dark depths of the rain, and I fell asleep.

Is it finally here... I close my eyes, feeling a little tired.

"What about you, Mia?" I heard Alan's questioning voice, and looked at his fuzzy face against the light. The childish edges and corners were stained with the determination of revenge. I didn't know whether I admired or envied, or rather Kind of helpless.

"Of course I'm going." I turned my face away and continued to look at the sky, which was deserted. "I'll be there wherever you go."

As expected, the world is still moving forward according to its predetermined trajectory, and all I can do is just live with the situation.

Although the food shortage has been alleviated by the almost deadly "Maria Recapture War", the order to reclaim wasteland is still issued.Living a life of farming early and returning late every day, although the conditions are poor, it is not impossible to adapt.

During this year of hard work, Mikasa and I have gradually grown taller, and our bodies have undergone subtle changes.Sometimes I would stop when I finished carrying a bag of potatoes, wrap the sweat on my forehead with my hands, take a breath, and then lean on the bag and watch the three children working in front of me.

Children without the protection of adults are easy to be bullied and even wiped out in this world of the jungle.From the very beginning, Allen could only rely on blood and sweat to fight with his life to protect Mikasa and me from being harassed by wretched perverts. Now that his back has widened and his cheeks are well-defined, he is guarding by his side, easily preventing all dangerous people from being harassed. Dare to make mistakes, this boy has matured too much.

Although I can't guarantee whether Mikasa needs his protection, he still insists on running and doing push-ups every night, in order to make himself stronger and able to protect his family.

I happened to meet him in a few nights that were as thick as ink, starless and moonless, and he was exhausted and collapsed on the ground doing push-ups. The muscles are overloaded and exercised repeatedly.Allen struggled to count hundreds of digits. Sweat flowed from his forehead like raindrops to the bulging veins at the corners of his eyes, then flowed all the way to his trembling chin, and finally hit the wet ground...

I didn't know what I was feeling at the time, I was shocked but depressed and uncomfortable.At that time, Alan was only 12 years old. In my previous life, I had just graduated from elementary school at the age of 12. I was looking forward to junior high school life carefree in the swimming pool, air conditioner, and ice cream.I never thought that one day I would be forced by survival to repeatedly torture and train myself. In order to protect my family and live in a broken world, I never thought that one day everything in this world would be against me. Armed forces can only fight with their backs...

These days, there is a lot of pain, a lot of scars, a lot of blandness, a lot of happiness, and we walk together with each other, and finally come over.

After a rigorous physical examination, on the first day of the 104th recruit training, I received my combat uniform, white trousers and an orange top. In the shining morning light, the knee-length brown and black leather boots are brand new and shiny.

As I held this suit in my hands, I have to say I was absolutely thrilled.The most expensive and best cosplay clothes are not as solemn as the clothes in my hand.After so many ups and downs, I can finally get a share of the strength to fight back.

"Huh? Mia? Are you still okay?" Mikasa sat next to her and put on her leather boots, then quickly put on her orange coat, tossed her black hair out of the coat, and collared the rolled-up shirt. Collar, a little surprised to see that I still haven't moved a bit.

"Ah... ah? Oh! Immediately!" I unbuttoned my gray coat and quickly changed into the training suit that I had admired for a long time.He kicked on his leather boots and carefully wiped the dusty surface.Then he tossed his hair, feeling unexpectedly good, "Let's go."

When Mikasa and I walked out of the wooden door of the changing room, the sun was in full bloom in front of us, and the orange-white light rushed towards me. I instinctively blocked my eyes with my hands, and then looked at Alan and Al who had been waiting outside for nothing. sensitive.

"Hey! Mia Mikasa! Why are you so slow!" Allen changed into men's training clothes. It has to be said that this kind of tight clothes just set off the boy's slender figure, broad shoulders and long legs, refined but not weak.

"Hmm...I'm wearing it backwards..." I smiled apologetically, and pulled up my tight pants unaccustomed.

"Huh?" "Hehe, do you have an opinion?"

"Okay, stop talking, let's go, the time is almost up." Armin bent over with a smile, put his hands in front of Alan and me, and pulled us two apart.

"Let's go." Mikasa looked at it indifferently, smiled imperceptibly, and then walked in the front. The morning wind blew through her hair, scattered it in the air, and the sun lingered on every strand of hair. The lights are on and off, and the shadows are uneven.

We followed behind Mikasa, unhurriedly, walking through every junction of sunshine and shadow, some chaotic footsteps on the concrete floor, echoing the delicate footsteps of white clouds in the sky, walking in a peaceful and serene morning.

The warmth pours down, the road in front of me stretches and twists and turns, and it suddenly disappears beside a certain building. The sun falls in front of the turning in a daze, and there is no way to find it. waiting for its return.

Armin raised his head, his brows were indifferent, and his smile was shallow, "Ah, the sunshine is so nice."

"Yes." The answer was neither fast nor slow, neither salty nor light.

Sometimes, happiness lies in tranquility, and tranquility lies in a simple conversation.Walking on a road with no end in sight, Sunshine didn't say a word, asked and answered, never left, and lived up to it.

The day of training soldiers came quietly in the tranquility.

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☆, ordinary days

The soft morning sun turned hot, and the warm air began to boil.The entire training ground is surrounded by steep rocks, and the wooden bell tower stands beside it.The blue sky has no trace of cloud, solemn and clear, and the occasional wind howls past, rolling up the smoke and dust on the spacious ground, rustling.The training ground was silent, and the recruits of the 104th batch stood in an orderly row. They stood vigorously, held their heads high, and looked at the serious-looking military officers standing upright on the stage like a shiny saber.

The long wind roared, everyone stood on the highest peak in the world, solemnly looking at a vast world, the flags were hunting in the sky, and the horns were far and deep.As the last hope of guarding mankind, as warriors standing on the cliff in this collapsing world and fighting bloody battles forward, in this vast region and sky, we are the last solitary nobility in this world with snow on our shoulders.

The above is completely in my mind at the time.

I was just affected by this majestic and serious military formation, and my blood surged with pride.

In fact, this abominable instructor has already made us stand for half the morning. After a long period of scorching sun and high energy concentration, I have begun to feel tired, but seeing everyone standing upright and obeying the order of the black-eyed instructor keep on...

Forget it, I have died so many times, still afraid of standing? !

Finally, the bald man in the brown coat with dark circles stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanned the circle sharply, and then he walked down slowly step by step, and walked up to the boy on the far left in the first row. Others tremble.

"Hey! You kid! Where did you come from!!" "Luo, the Karanis district east of Rose's Wall!" "What's the name!" "Bruwe Bob..." "It's too quiet! You Did the idiot grow up?!" "Bruwe Bob!!" "Why did you come to be a soldier?" "I want to donate my heart to humans!!" "Sounds okay! Then you will be responsible for feeding the giants from now on !!"yes! ! "

"You kid looks so funny! What's your name!!" "Chris William!!"

"Hey! You bastard..."

……

The questioning report is exactly the same as in the anime, and the offensive language is to make each recruit with different origins completely deny his previous self, clarify his identity as a soldier, and learn to obey orders absolutely.

I couldn't help but sigh when I saw the terrified expressions on the faces of the girls who were forced to yell out their voices to answer.

... "Yes! I am not even a domestic animal than a pig or a dog!"...

"Turn the third row back!!" The bald officer with dark circles and a dark face began to interrogate the recruits in the fourth row.

After finally surviving the interrogation of Officer Keith, everyone was exhausted after disbanding.The same is true for Sasha, because during the interrogation, the public ate ​​sweet potatoes openly. When Keith’s instructor twitched his lips and asked her why, Sasha, a foodie, thought Keith was also hungry and wanted to share, so he was very reluctant. He gave a "Qi" and reluctantly did a third of it and said, "I'll give you half."

Of course, everyone knows the result.Sasha was ordered to run laps on the training ground, "Run to death!" and "No dinner!" And her expression when she heard "No dinner" was even more tragic than "Run to death"...

As night fell, I sat next to Mikasa and drank the potato soup in a spoon. The flat, slightly sticky taste was a bit like millet porridge, but there were a few pieces of curry potatoes in the potato soup, which tasted melty and had an exotic taste. .

Allen and Jean quarreled.With a head of brown hair and a long and narrow face, Alan often dubbed it "horse face". He sat casually on his seat, stirring the potato soup in the bowl with his right hand irregularly, and looked at Alan with a disdainful face. The ideal of joining the Survey Corps scoffed.

The two of them were at war with each other, and although Mikasa was sitting next to me, drinking the potato soup in a bowl, I noticed that the bread in her left hand began to deform seriously, and the deformation became larger or smaller according to the intensity of the two of them. The shattered hair on the forehead covered her eyes, but I felt that her eyes were staring coldly and dangerously at Rang who made trouble.

I watched Jean and Alan confront each other in shock, and noticed with great concern that Mikasa was staring at Jean's eyes that were getting colder and colder...

Suddenly, I felt that it was inevitable that Mikasa would coldly reject Jean's confession...

The bells of the bell tower sound dull and distant, and the outline of the wooden bell tower is softening under the moonlight.The noisy voices of people gradually faded away with the rustling footsteps, the dim lights in the cafeteria gradually became quiet, and the room was filled with warm red light, escaping from the windows.

The shining stars in the dark blue sky flicker, light and shadow flicker, and occasionally a shooting star with a tail of light flashes past, the black jungle treetops in the distance sway back and forth, and the wind passes quietly.The corners of the house are full of children of the night, and shadows lurk in them, connecting the slowly flowing time.

Mikasa and I completed the evening training volume on the training table. When I was about to get tired doing a set of sit-ups, Mikasa had already finished the second set with ease under my frenzied gaze.In the end, we helped each other back to the dormitory, and my wailing kept echoing along the way.

When I bumped my head on my berth and was about to sleep to death, I found that there were still a few empty beds in the dormitory, and all the people who were supposed to be lying down and sleeping were gone.

Mikasa held my pajamas and hers in her hands, walked slowly in front of me, threw my pajamas on my face, and left with a blank expression.She squatted under her bed, lowered her head and bent over, and lifted out a large cardboard box under the bed. The heavy yellow cardboard box was dragged out one by one, the shadows on the surface were wiped off, and the folds followed. Pulling, shrinking, and stretching, the sound of rubbing against the ground is like a magic sound.

"Ah——" I turned over impatiently on the bed, and pressed the pajamas on my head hard, trying to use several layers of fabric to prevent the itchy friction sound from damaging my ears.

Mikasa dragged the carton halfway out, then squatted down and put it on