Chapter 584
The ordinary-looking yet somewhat charming girl smiled helplessly:
"But I still want to get there by myself, and I didn't remember much from a few years ago; now I've almost forgotten everything."
It sounded like they didn't intend for her to come along, and it was unclear whether they would even write to her.
All right.
Lilith felt a long-lost unease. For some reason, she remembered the Snowman she had seen years ago. After a moment of silence, she asked the girl:
Will you come back here in the future?
For Witch, such a separation was not particularly sad; it was just like moving from being a neighbor to living a short distance away.
Even if the other person doesn't tell her where she lives, Lilith will find a way to find her.
The girl thought for a moment:
"Of course, then we'll build a Snowman together."
Lilith's life was rarely filled with dramatic tragedies.
After the girl left, Lilith would occasionally fly to her city to visit her.
In the following years, the girl returned to the village as promised and they built Snowman together.
By this time, Lilith was no longer as ignorant as before. Whether mortal or Witch, at this age, she could be considered an adult in terms of mind.
However, when she interacts with mortals, she still maintains her previous demeanor.
She accompanied the girl through her carefree youth.
We've built many Snowman together.
Then one day, she received a letter from that girl.
Calling it a girl might not be accurate anymore.
The girl from back then has become a woman, and perhaps even older.
Luna's Sister told her not to see her again.
Lilith really didn't understand what she had done wrong.
After listening to the woman's words, she wrote many letters and sent them over, thinking that she should wait and see if the other party could reply, and perhaps she could find out the truth before going to find that person.
The only reply I received was, "I have wrinkles."
What does that count as?
By the time Lilith understood what the girl was thinking, she had already encountered similar situations many times.
In her short life of less than a few decades, she traveled to many places in R'lyeh.
Many cities, many villages.
Many ordinary, incomprehensible, and unique people.
Some pursued her, some worshipped her as a deity, and some imagined themselves as her, but in the end, they all became nothing more than fleeting memories.
But Lilith sometimes doesn't have time to look back at them; she keeps moving forward, passing through the worlds of many more people.
When she returned to the Royal Capital, exhausted and covered in dust, it was winter.
It rarely snows in R'lyeh's Royal Capital.
Then she remembered the Snowman she had met in her childhood.
Her childhood sweetheart, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, hugged her as before, and they walked together in the Snowfield, stopping and starting, before sitting down to rest.
Perhaps he was thinking of Luna.
Perhaps he was thinking of Luna's Sister.
Or perhaps it's just thinking about every winter I've ever experienced.
After sitting down on the ground, Lilith began to build a Snowman all by herself.
Suddenly, her hands felt very cold, and she instinctively pulled them back.
When she looked again at her hands that had been used to Snowman, she realized that her hands had been frozen without her noticing.
Over the years, she seems to have gotten used to feeling the cold like an ordinary person, so she forgets to protect herself in times like these.
She lowered her head and breathed on her frozen hands:
"Al, don't you feel a little cold?"
"Cold?"
Lilith's lover seemed somewhat surprised by her words, and so, her beautiful blonde lover looked at her with concern.
Then, Lilith thought about what the Snowman had said, which she didn't quite understand, and said---
"When Snowman, I felt the cold to the bone, and I was shivering the whole time."
This is clearly an exaggeration.
She neither found the cold terrifyingly biting, nor did she shiver as a result.
The blonde woman also let out a pleasant laugh.
"Was that a funny joke, Lily? Then let's not Snowman, let me shake your hand."
That woman, as radiant as sunshine, took her hand.
Lilith paused for a moment, saying nothing, but felt the woman's warm hand and its soft touch. In all these years, she felt she had never held such a beautiful hand.
Then, she was somewhat touched by this warmth.
Lilith's gaze gradually calmed and became serene, and she relaxed, realizing that it was probably just a strange illusion.
But I am still puzzled.
Finally, the Snowman's eyes melted away, revealing a somewhat childish and sullen, mournful face.
It was another voice, so familiar, yet one I didn't want to recall.
Lilith felt the voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.
It's a bit immature, a bit pleasant to listen to, and a bit annoying.
"Witch, you're Snowman."
"Um."
Why is Jiulin Liaosi Liuqi Qi Emu Lh Yanyue? Yi?
I feel very cold.
"That must mean you're feeling sad, lonely, or even want to cry."
Lilith wasn't really keen to admit it.
She felt she wasn't that much trouble.
Regardless, she felt she was already much happier than others, and she didn't like this pretentious feeling.
But why?
Hearing that person's voice made her feel a little sad.
Lilith still remembers what the Snowman said to her.
Those strange, incomprehensible words.
In that exceptionally cold winter, amidst howling snowstorms and under a gloomy sky, the seemingly foolish Snowman told her:
You'll feel cold someday.
Why?
She couldn't understand.
'Because your winter will always come.'
Even if she could control the weather and keep the sky sunny.
But it still didn't work.
'By then, you'll have forgotten all Magic except for winter, because you'll have nothing to think about but the cold.'
In the end, Lilith still couldn't understand why the Snowman chose to dance with her, melting away amidst laughter.
No, it's not that she doesn't understand.
She was simply saddened by the sight of the Snowman melting.
It's as if I myself would melt away like that.
It felt as if I would meet other people in the future, and that feeling melted away.
But why does winter always come in this world? Why can't there be eternal sunshine? Why can't the Snowman stay together with her forever instead of melting?
Everything except her was so fleeting.
Everyone in the world will say goodbye to her.
When those people parted, they would sing a farewell song to her, just like Snowman melting.
She heard it all.
Then I realized something.
Ah, I see.
Everyone dies, everyone leaves her; nothing lasts forever, and no happiness can last forever.
Just like Luna.
Just like Luna's Sister.
Like the flowers in the fields of that little village.
Even Silver Feather is one of them.
Even if the flowers are in full bloom today, even if the swallows are singing softly, even if she has painted a bright white new wall of her cottage, even if someone has planted a golden-red maple tree in her backyard.
But these things will be gone tomorrow.
They're all like bubbles in a dream, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Even if she pretends to be unaffected, even if she gets cavities from eating too much sugar, even if she has many hazy dreams reminiscing about the past, even if she doesn't want to raise Asuka that will one day be unable to fly anymore.
But, when she reached the very end, when she became the last person to die in her own world, and was about to melt away like that Snowman.
She fell from the Fallen Heaven like Asuka with Broken Wing and fallen from heaven.
The battlefield where he was buried was now blooming with flowers, and the Asuka that had flown away returned in this warm spring.
Everything was so quiet.
So she should just admit it.
I hate you.
'I wish you had never existed.'
I love you.
If you leave, I don't know what to do.
Why is this world so full of sorrow, and why can't everyone be happy?
Even if it's just you, I want to see you safe and happy.
Yes, why can't everyone be happy? Why does everyone leave me?
I really don't understand.
But I think I already know, I actually knew from the beginning, it was just a bit boring.
Why do you say you feel cold?