"What's wrong?" But the next moment, Silvester suddenly asked nervously and quickly withdrew the witchcraft.
Plop.
Plop plop.
Transparent tears welled up from the corner of Shelley's eyes, sliding down her face and falling to the ground, splashing barely noticeable water droplets.
…
"At that time, I thought of my foster mother. I suddenly understood hunger and understood the pain she suffered before dying."
On the glacier, Shelley continued speaking as they were about to reach the peak.
"But at the same time, I became even more confused.
I was confused as to why my foster mother, even up until her death, chose to endure such pain rather than eat the last porridge before her."
"I asked my mentor." Shelley finally climbed this peak and turned to look at Colin, "The mentor answered me, saying it's 'love'."
Shelley reached out to pull Colin up to the summit, her movements seeming somewhat strained.
