Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 18
Hitomi Hanyu felt cold.

The moment she pushed the door open, her consciousness became hazy, and the coldness that poured into her mind became more and more obvious. Her face showed confusion. When the girl turned around, she saw snow, an endless snowstorm.

White blocks the sky, the earth is pitch black, the snowfields disappear at night, and the biting cold wind seems to extinguish the souls of travelers.

The girl instinctively tried to control the wind around her, but the wind that used to be as powerful as her arms and fingers was now silent. She suddenly realized that the invisible thing around her was not the wind, but something she could not understand.

"Come inside quickly, it's so cold outside."

Just when Hanyu Hitomi was about to freeze, an old and gentle voice came to the girl's ears. She suddenly felt that her stiff body had regained strength. The girl desperately pushed open the wooden door, and then shut in the raging wind and snow. behind.

It was quite warm inside the cabin.

After breathing for a moment, Hanyu Hitomi gradually warmed up, and she looked at the unfamiliar environment.

Most of the wooden houses are filled with simple living utensils. The wooden floor under your feet is covered with carpets, and the cast iron stove not far away emits a reassuring light.

An old man was sitting by the stove, patiently adding fine charcoal pieces to it, while the kettle on the stove was steaming.

The old man was dressed simply, but the girl couldn't see his face clearly.

"Wait a moment, the hot tea will be ready soon."

The old man did not raise his head. He casually pointed to the table and chairs in the corner of the wooden house: "Sit down and warm yourself first."

The girl obeyed the other party's suggestion by mistake. She sat at the table, and Hitomi Hanyu realized that she seemed to have forgotten many, many things.

"What...is outside?" she asked towards the old man.

"Didn't you see the night and the snow?"

The old man responded slowly.

"I...I can't remember anything...Who am I? Who are you?"

"Past memories are not important here, and it doesn't matter if you forget them. I can see that you are just a reckless traveler, and your appearance in front of me is just a coincidence of fate."

The kettle vibrated, and the old man lifted it up and added a cup of scalding tea for himself and the girl. Then he held the tea cup and slowly sat down on the lounge chair next to the stove.

After a while, the old man continued: "I will take you back when the wind and snow subside."

"When will the wind and snow stop?"

"It never stops, you just have to wait for it to get a little smaller."

The girl nodded, and the atmosphere in the wooden house calmed down.

During this period, Hitomi Hanyu had been trying to retrieve some memories, but unfortunately there was nothing in her memory. Her past seemed to be completely lost in the snow outside the house.

She couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but the old man in front of her was used to silence. He closed his eyes and dozed lazily.

"Have you lived here all this time?"

After a while, the girl's voice broke the silence.

"a long time."

"Do people come to your cabin often?"

"It's very, very few. In my mind, there are only a few of them."

The old man opened his eyes: "Occasionally, people come here through the long winter nights. I can see that most of them have gone through hardships and have tired faces, but they refuse to give up the hope in their hearts."

The old man took another sip of hot tea and sighed: "Then they will ask me why the snowfield exists and what the meaning of their civilization is."

"Have you...did you answer them?"

"How can I, a bad old man with handicapped legs and feet, know this? I know nothing." The old man shook his head. "..."

"I also know that my answers will never satisfy those travelers."

The old man smiled: "Some were disappointed, some collapsed, some were crazy, and some thanked me for the hot tea, then said goodbye to me with a smile, and turned around to step into the cold winter night again."

Hitomi Hanyu did not respond easily because she really could not understand the meaning of the other party's words.

After a moment, she asked thoughtfully: "Then why do you still receive them?"

"I just bring a cup of hot tea to the tired travelers to help them warm up. After all, the winter night outside is too cold."

The old man seemed a little tired. He stood up and looked out the window: "To be honest, this job is so lonely, but..."

"Someone has to watch over them."

Countless dots of firelight shimmered in the old man's sight.

The biting cold wind swept across the earth, and many of the firelights were instantly swallowed up by the wind and snow, disappearing forever in the cold night, but sporadic lights lit up out of thin air. They carefully stretched their bodies in the cold wind, looking fragile and strong.

The wind and snow rose again, rushing towards the fragile firelight, but disappeared in the sight of the old man.

"The wind and snow have become lighter, it's time for you to leave."

His voice gradually became deafening, and the girl was stunned on the spot. All the surrounding scenery suddenly magnified in front of her, and the old man's figure instantly became as towering as a mountain.

The feeling of weightlessness surged over her, and her soul fell downwards. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't make any sound. Hanyu Hitomi felt as if she had been sent out of the door, surrounded by a desperate 'snow'.

She saw a star disaster, stars erupting in silent light and heat in the universe, and the twisted gravity tore apart countless escaping space starships.

She saw the war, and some people chanted magic to move the city, but they were crushed into powder under the laser of the giant mecha, and the horrific aftermath destroyed the ancient land.

She saw famine, the whole world was in silence, the lifeless corpses were leaning on each other, and most of them were gnawing on each other before dying...

More and more are those long-dead worlds, where time has long been unable to measure the length of history. The remains of civilization are like gray tombstones, leaving only a hollow and cold nothingness in the space.

Too long, too long.

No...no...please...please don't let me see that cold winter night...

With just a brief glance, the despair gathered before the death of civilization completely dominated the girl's heart. She subconsciously tried her best to send a humble prayer to the gods.

Until a cluster of fire gradually approached, and the warm world embraced her again.

The surrounding scenery gradually became clearer, and Hitomi Hanyu stood at the door of the bookstore in a daze. She realized that she was delivering goods according to the BOSS's instructions.

But the girl had forgotten what she had just seen. The eternal and cold night and the never-ending loneliness vaguely appeared in Hanyu Hitomi's mind.

She shuddered.

Because she knew that this turbulent wave of fear was just the remnant and echo.

I saw something I shouldn't have seen...

"Come inside quickly, it's so cold outside."

At this moment, the gentle voice of the bookstore owner came from behind the door.

The girl woke up with a start.

This natural disaster witch who came from the Eastern Kingdom and was expelled from her hometown as an "unknown" by everyone in the Yaqi family shivered at the spot.

(End of this chapter)