Chapter 5164 (five thousand one hundred and sixty-four) frozen
"Then... maybe I... saw it wrong." The man said.
"You still don't believe it?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I don't believe it." The man said.
"Because you haven't seen it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"So be it." The man said.
The man with gray hands felt that there was no need to continue asking this question, so he asked the following question: "What happened next? You can go on."
"Then...then...I said I don't want to stay in that place forever." The man said.
"Did anyone respond to you at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I... still haven't." The man said.
"What about you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I just said I wanted to go...go." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Still the same as before, no one responds to you?"
"Yes," the man said.
"Then what?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Then I...just tried it." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Try to walk?"
"Yes." The man said.
"Has the situation changed from just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No... and... it seems worse," the man said.
"Why do you say it's worse?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Because... because... I feel that when I try to move my feet this time... my feet will hurt." The man said.
"You just moved your feet?" the gray-handed man asked, "Didn't you try to move elsewhere?"
"I tried." The man said, "Wherever I move...it hurts."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Can you think of the reason?" "Yes." The man said.
"What's the reason?" The gray-handed man asked again.
The man replied: "The reason is...oh...I'm not sure if it's the reason I came up with. I...it's better not to say it casually."
The man with gray hands said again: "Speak."
After hearing what the man with gray hands said was simple and powerful, the man didn't dare to push it any further and said, "I think... I should have been... frozen at that time."
"Does it hurt from the cold?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It...can't be said that it hurts from the cold." The man said.
"Then what do you mean?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"It's just... it's... I was frozen... stiff... frozen." The man said, "After being frozen, if... I don't move on my own... then I probably won't... It hurts..."
"I'm frozen, and it hurts when you move again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I think it's... like this." The man said, "This is just what I thought of at this moment after you asked me... It doesn't mean that that's what I thought... at that time. It doesn't mean that... I think this way. It’s true.”
"What were you thinking at the time?" the gray-hand man asked.
"At that time?" The man was stunned and said, "I didn't think about it."
"What's the reason for not considering it at all?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The person said, "It hurt so much at the time... that I didn't bother to think about what caused it. But... but... because of the pain, I would take the initiative... not to allow myself to continue moving."
"You didn't try to move again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "I didn't... try to move again."
"Then it really doesn't hurt anymore?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "It really doesn't hurt anymore."
"What happened next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then...then I asked..." the man said, "I asked: 'Can't you leave?'"
(End of chapter)