"So, you're travelers heading to the east, and you'd like to stay here for a night because the snow is so windy?"

In the empty and bright living room, after listening to Yanagihara's story, the old man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes." Yanagihara nodded lightly, not denying the old man's statement.

"Well, trust me I don't mean anything else, but let's be honest." The old man must have glanced at Al.

"It's obviously not a very wise decision for just the two of you to want to cross the ice field."

"Indeed." Yanagihara didn't explain much, just calmly admitted the old man's words.

"But we have things to do in the east."

"Is that so?" The old man lowered his head and thought for a moment, then chuckled, raised his head and looked at Yanagihara and Al and said.

"Maybe we're one of the same kind of people."

They are the kind of people who don't think about rationality before a goal.

Yanagihara shrugged his shoulders, acquiescing to the situation.

"Okay, you can stay here." The old man said with a smile, patting his thighs with both hands.

"But I don't recommend you leave tomorrow."

"Why?" Yanagihara asked suspiciously.

"Because from a meteorological point of view, this cold air will last for a long time, and even after the snow stops, there will be no signs of warming."

With that, the old man turned his head sideways and smiled at Al.

"So for this little girl, she might want to wait until it's warmer."

"That." Listening to the old man's words, Yanagihara's brows furrowed slightly.

"What kind of time should this be?"

"Let me think about it." The old man said, raising his hand and rubbing his chin, and then as if he had thought of something, he looked at Yanagihara and spoke.

"Half a month later, the supplies delivered to me by the greenhouse will arrive, and the supply team will have a professional snow thermostat vehicle and more complete thermal equipment. When the time comes, you should be able to set off with them to the greenhouse, so that you can avoid the cold air. ”

Half a month later?

Yanagihara pondered for a moment, she wasn't short of time.

Probably having made a decision, the wanderer looked back at the old man and said.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Aztod."

"Nothing." The old man waved his hand gently.

"And I'm not leaving you white, you need to work for me during your stay here, helping me with chores like taking care of the flowers and cleaning the room. How, are you okay with that? ”

"Of course, that's what we're supposed to do." To be honest, for this kind old man, Yanagihara's impression so far is not bad.

But that doesn't mean she'll let her guard down completely.

"Then come with me, it's not too early, I'll arrange a room for you."

As he spoke, the old man stood up and led Yanagihara and Al down the hallway.

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For safety reasons, Yanagihara finally asked the old man to arrange her and Al in a room, so that she could also take care of the girl in case of emergencies.

The old man obviously saw this, but he didn't mind, but instead praised Yanagihara's devotion to the girl.

The room he arranged for the two of them should have been a double dormitory before, not too big in size, but not small either.

It is furnished with two beds and some simple furniture, and there is a separate bathroom with hot water from 8pm to 10pm. At the same time, there is an air conditioner hanging on the wall, which can keep the room warm 24 hours a day.

It must be admitted that this is already a very "luxurious" living condition on the ice field, and as a former key research institute, the infrastructure here is not surprisingly very perfect.

"This is the key to your door, please keep it and give it back to me when you leave. Also, my room is in the first room in the corridor on the right, so you can come to me for anything. ”

In the room, the old man handed Yanagihara a key, and then silently exited the door.

I have to say that he really has some similarities with Yanagihara, and his too thin personality makes him not even care if Yanagihara and Al lie to him.

Sitting down in the room with the girl, Yanagihara took out the pocket watch in his pocket and glanced at it.

Well, at nine-thirty o'clock, there is still some time to take a shower.

Thinking like this, Yanagihara turned his head and said to Al.

"There should still be hot water now, you go take a shower first, I'll wash it later."

"Hmm." The girl replied softly, and although she had regained some strength at this time, she was still a little weak.

Yanagihara may have noticed this, and then asked.

"Need my help?"

"Hmm." This question made the girl's face turn red instantly, and she hurriedly shook her head and said.

"No, no, I'll wash it myself."

"Well, then be careful yourself, don't fall."

"Yes, got it."

Watching the girl walk into the bathroom with her head down, Yanagihara sat in the room for a while.

After a while, perhaps in the mood for some excitement, she got up and pushed open the door, went into the hallway, and lit herself a cigarette.

The lighter was returned to her by Northford, and it was specially refueled.

"Smack!" With a soft sound, the flames shone on the windows of the hallway, illuminating Yanagihara's face and the dark snowy night outside.

"Inhale, exhale."

Yanagihara took a soft breath with his cigarette in his hand, then put away the lighter and slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

She looked up and looked intently at the sky outside.

It's a pity that the night sky at this time is obscured by wind and snow, and there is no starlight in sight, and even the figure of the moon is a little vague.

It must have been a while before the wanderer stood by the window and said to himself.

"Evacuate to the stars?"

To be honest, she didn't know the feasibility of this plan, she just felt that the people in the past seemed to really dare to do anything.

What kind of courage is that, people in this era seem to be unable to describe it.

What kind of courage is that, just as they have never feared death.