Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

"teacher."

Columbia stood handsomely behind Su Ming, with a joyful smile on her lips. This was already their first year together, and they only had each other in the extremely cold apocalypse.

On countless nights when no stars could be seen, the only light Columbia could see was Su Ming's back, and she felt a silent peace of mind just by doing this.

She still didn't quite understand Su Ming, such as why she had to hide her name and why she was always so far away from her... The girl facing the mirror began to feel a little distressed. She didn't know whether she looked good or ugly, just From that day on, I will also care about whether there is dust on my face.

Columbia still doesn't understand what love is. Maybe it's just a word, no different from other words.

"Good morning, Columbia."

Su Ming turned to look at Columbia and found that she seemed to be a little taller. No...it was that he was a little shorter. The consumption of paradise was accelerating the collapse of this body.

But apart from him, there is no one in this world who can block the sight. If you count on anyone outside the world, I am afraid that Teyvat will face damage that cannot be repaired even in an era. This pain will turn into mud and sink into the depths of the earth until One day he was awakened again by malice.

The huge hidden dangers prevented Su Ming from stopping the maintenance of the paradise. As long as he could sustain it for one more day, there would be more hope for the future.

"Teacher, you have lost weight. Have you eaten well?" Columbia's beautiful cheeks had an obvious look of worry. Although her memory had not yet recovered, her body's instinct told her that the young man in front of her was as disabled as the wind. The candle, with only a flickering flame left, can be easily blown out by a gust of cold wind.

She didn't know what kind of emotion this was, she just didn't want her teacher to die.

"Columbia, you are different from me."

Su Ming took out a harp from behind. The transparent body seemed to be out of the beauty of this era. The cold wind blew outside the window. The young man handed her a token that transcended life, but Columbia didn't know it yet.

Columbia carefully took the harp with both hands, doubts flashing in her big eyes, "Teacher, we are all human."

"You are a symbol of beauty, and I am not human."

Through Columbia's clear eyes, Su Ming could see his growing number of silver-white hair. Maybe he once was... but could he really be considered a "human" now?

Human beings probably cannot survive such a long time, and even after death, they can still carry such a fiery soul and will through death.

"wrong."

Columbia held the harp tightly and said with firm eyes: "The teacher's heart is the human being."

"So gentle, even if you forget everything, you can recall it again. As long as you can hear the warm heartbeat, you will never be lost."

She showed a gentle smile and wanted to touch the boy in front of her, but finally put her hand down.

"How could such a teacher not be human?"

Columbia picked up the harp, and her white jade-like fingers gently crossed the strings, playing a crisp sound. Although there was no pattern, it made people feel the original beauty of music.

Su Ming sighed softly. In just one year, he and Columbia had been entangled with too many causes and effects. This fate may also be inevitable.

"This sheet music is for you."

He took out the piano score that he had prepared for a long time. It is said that the piano score and the harp can play the most beautiful music in the world, and it can also help Columbia restore her past memory.

But this score is not perfect. There are still some damaged passages in it. If you want to play it to its original charm, you still need to fill it in with everything you have and use your memory to fill the music.

When the score is perfectly completed, Columbia will be able to understand what human beings are.

Time flies.

In this extremely cold apocalypse, time always flies by. Every day is like a similar yesterday. The only thing that changes is the increasing number of notes on the score.

The next year, Columbia began to practice playing the piano. She had never had any experience in this area, but she was unexpectedly able to play elegant music, as if it was an instinct engraved deep in her soul that she would never forget.

She began to get used to Su Ming's reticence, always holding the harp and watching his back.

She still didn't know the teacher's name.

She still didn't understand what this feeling was, but she began to learn to observe Su Ming's every move, and the sound of the piano became a little more gentle.

Columbia never understood the teacher's inner thoughts. Although he looked like a teenager in his twenties, he was always very sophisticated in doing things.

The speed of the sky's fragmentation began to become faster. Even if you just looked at it from a distance, you could feel an indescribable heart palpitation. What on earth was that?

The third year.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Ever since the teacher coughed up blood and fell into coma a few days ago, the blizzard has begun to sweep across the entire land. At first, you could still see scattered buildings on the ground, but after the storm, only the white sky was left. There may have been no living people in the snowy field for a long time.

They are the only "human beings" left on this land.

This year, the music of Columbia has added a lot of loneliness and desolation, as if it is playing a lament for the world.

She gradually understood feelings and felt sorry for the end of this era. All this could no longer be reversed, and all she could do was to continue to stay with her teacher.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Columbia stared at the sleeping Su Ming and unconsciously stretched out her right hand, her white fingertips gently touching the side of Su Ming's face.

Feeling the warmth from her fingertips, Columbia heard her heartbeat so clearly for the first time.

why?

She had questions in her mind, but she had no answers.

Putting her left hand in front of her chest, feeling the increasingly rapid heartbeat, Columbia hurriedly took a few steps back and retracted her hand, a faint blush appearing on her pretty face.

what is this?

Columbia suppressed her doubts in her heart, took a breath and covered Su Ming with a quilt. After returning to the room, her fingers touching the strings could not play accurately.

It's not that the harp's rhythm is out of whack.

But her mind was confused.

Columbia took a deep breath, but still couldn't figure out why her heartbeat would be so fast just by touching her.

Is she sick too?

A few days later, after hesitating for a long time, Columbia decided to tell Su Ming about the incident. She was worried that it was a serious disease.

I just didn't expect that Su Ming just closed his eyes after hearing this and sighed softly: "The cause and effect has been cut off."

Columbia still couldn't understand it, but it was probably not a disease, but a psychological phenomenon. After reading many books, she gradually understood what this phenomenon was.

"like..."

She murmured the word, which was no different from other words, but this time there were ripples in her heart.

This year.

Colombia knew love.