RPAGF Chapter 258 Long Dream
Chapter 258 Long Dream
Farusan had a very, very long dream.
In her dream, she wandered through the streets, and a familiar house number came into view, instantly filling her heart with a bittersweet feeling.
Pushing open the somewhat old wooden door, I saw my father sitting on the sofa, smoking his pipe and holding a newspaper, just like before.
He didn't look up, but casually flipped to the second page of the newspaper, as if he were about to casually utter a sentence:
You're back? Your mom has been cooking for ages.
The food was already laid out on the table, packed tightly together, with the freshly baked coconut charcoal cakes steaming hot.
Perhaps to welcome her home for the first time, all the dishes were chosen to be her favorite flavors, and on the table, one could still vaguely see delicacies that are rarely seen on ordinary days.
The sounds of cleavers clattering against the cutting board and spatulas hitting the sides of pots echoed from the kitchen, while busy figures were vaguely reflected on the frosted glass.
Those once monotonous and mundane rhythms now seem exceptionally warm, yet incredibly distant.
Tamimi was the first to step forward; the inverted triangular little robot floated on its head, carrying a freshly brewed hot coffee.
Everything is exactly the same as the memories from a hundred years ago.
Even if this is just a dream, as long as she can go home again and taste her mother's cooking, that will be enough.
A long-lost smile appeared on the girl's face. She took a step forward, and the familiar opening line was already on her lips.
Dad, Mom, and Tamimi, I'm home.
However, the colors in the room began to fade slowly, gradually distorting, collapsing, and silently crumbling.
In the end, only a faded old photograph remained on the wall.
Farusan's expression froze; the smile that hadn't yet faded was frozen on her face, slowly melting into disappointment and sorrow.
Dad, Mom, even now, you still can't forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye...?
A hundred years have passed, and even in my dreams, you refuse to see me again, to let me see your faces once more…
The faces in the photo are now blurred, perhaps because something has clouded their vision.
Not only you, but him too. That brat, so much time has passed, and he doesn't even bother to come back and visit his senior.
Others may not be able to figure out what Senior Farusan is thinking, but he is different. Where has his former cleverness gone?
He dares to call her "sweet girl" over and over again, but he doesn't dare to come back and see her. Doesn't he know that the senior is most afraid of being alone...?
The dream ended at that moment. The girl sat up from the soft quilt, her face covered with tears.
As expected, it was all just a dream...
The hangover's grogginess swept over my mind, and it didn't dissipate at all even after a good night's sleep; on the contrary, it felt even heavier.
Did I black out again last night...? It was quite a mess, I hope no one else notices...
Farusan shook her head vigorously, and the effects of the alcohol slowly subsided. Only then did she have the energy to look around.
The pristine white walls, the warm bed, and the soft sunlight filtering through the curtains created a stark contrast to the dirty and shabby environment of the tavern.
Is this...at home...? How did I get back?
She remembered that she had been drinking at Lombard Tavern until late the night before, and then rested at the counter.
The effects of the alcohol instantly sobered her up considerably, and the girl's gaze gradually shifted from confusion to clarity, with a hint of surprise and doubt in her eyes.
So, who brought her home last night?
Farusan rubbed her throbbing temples in annoyance. It seemed she would have to curb her visits to the tavern a little.
Just then, Tamimi, carrying a hot cup of coffee, arrived at Farusan's bedroom door and slipped into the room through the crack in the door.
Upon seeing its owner wake up, the little robot seemed very happy. Carrying a coffee cup and snacks on its head, it quickly came to the bedside, with a pale blue light constantly flashing at the center of the triangle.
"Beep beep, Master is awake. The guy in the photo is smart. Tamimi, you need to learn from him."
Tamimi? It should be staying in the Order of the Church to replenish its energy, so why did it come home with her?
The girl gently stroked the robot's smooth metal shell, picked up her coffee, and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.
"Tamimi, did you bring me home last night?"
The little robot tilted its energy core, as if pondering its master's question, then nodded and shook its head.
It probably means that, besides it, someone else took her home last night.
Farusan's doubts deepened, but then again, someone who could mobilize Tamimi must be an acquaintance.
Is it Ke Lai? No... judging by the time, she should have set off back to Daochenglin two days ago.
Tamimi's triangular head spun around, as if it suddenly remembered something, and clicked its way to a photograph, waving its mechanical horn and bumping into the figure in the photograph.
Then, it gently approached Farusan and rubbed against her smooth legs, as if expecting praise from its owner.
However, Farusan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was struck dumb. Her gaze went blank for a moment, and her stroking motion froze in mid-air.
Horrified, shocked, pained, confused, fearful, hopeful... a complex mix of emotions clung to the girl's fair face, like a palette of mixed seasonings that had been accidentally spilled.
How... is this possible? He clearly already...
In the yellowish film, on the rolling sand dunes, a campfire sizzles as it roasts game meat and coconut charcoal cakes.
Behind the two figures, the night sky was filled with stars, and in the distance, the tomb of the King of Red Sands was hidden in the darkness.
That was on their last night in the desert, on the sand dunes near Aru village, where they took this photo.
They had clearly agreed that one day in the future, they would return to the desert and come together to bring Tamimi home.
But in the end, Tamimi went home, but he broke his promise.
She was lost in her memories of the past, but suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.
The girl's body began to tremble slightly, but an unprecedented light shot out from her pale green eyes.
No…no, that’s not right. That mysterious man who impersonated Kavi, the one who disappeared in Sumeru City, could it be…
She threw off the quilt, slipped on the slippers by the bed, and got out of bed. Ignoring the messy hair hanging over her shoulders, she hurriedly tried to push open the door to find out what was going on.
The door opened, and Mu Feng, standing in the corridor, carrying a plate full of coconut charcoal cakes, met the girl who burst out of the door.
Their eyes met, and Mu Feng scratched the back of his head, revealing a slightly awkward but polite smile.
"Uh...? Sweetie, good morning? Freshly baked coconut charcoal cakes, want to try some... Hey? Senior, what are you doing with a bow and arrow!"
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P.S.: I can't take it anymore, I'm going to sleep. I'll update another chapter this afternoon.