RPAGF Chapter 206 Who Did She Forget?
Chapter 206 Who Did She Forget?
"Nilu, Nilu, what are you thinking about?"
The young dancer suddenly awoke, pulling her gaze away from the bustling crowd and looking around blankly.
Yeah... what am I thinking about?
It started in the morning, and whenever she had a spare moment, her gaze would involuntarily drift towards the audience in the theater.
She seemed to be searching for something, but when she came to her senses, it seemed she wasn't looking for anything at all.
The feeling of being lost and helpless was like a venomous snake, slowly tightening around her heart, making it hard to breathe, just like drowning.
What's wrong with her? Wake up, Nilu.
Today is the Flower Goddess Dance that she has been looking forward to for a long time, and she can't afford to have anything go wrong at this time.
The calls from the theater members seemed somewhat distant. She stood up dazedly and walked into the dressing room.
In the mirror was a girl wearing a light purple gauze dress, but there was no smile on her delicate face.
Dressed in their finest attire, they attend a highly anticipated performance, allowing dance to bring beauty to more people.
She should be happy, shouldn't she?
Nilu forced a smile at herself in the mirror, but it was far less natural and appropriate than usual.
She could feign composure with her expression, and fake a smile with ease, but she couldn't deceive her own heart.
A vague sense of loss lingered over her. She didn't know what had happened, where the emotional turmoil came from, or even the dance she loved so much.
For the first time, she felt truly helpless.
Nilu turned her gaze to the audience once again, where there were familiar and unfamiliar figures, but she knew that the person she wanted was not among them.
She didn't know who that person was, nor why she wanted to see him, but she knew he wasn't there.
She even had a vague feeling that he was no longer here, nowhere at all.
Her heart felt empty, as if a piece had been forcibly ripped out, and she could hear the wound dripping blood.
But when she reached out to touch it, the sensation in her hand told her that her heart was intact.
Why is this happening? Who should she believe?
She saw Senior Falushan. Logically speaking, shouldn't Senior be organizing ancient documents at this time?
Judging from her appearance, is she also looking for someone?
"Nel, Nel, it's time to go on stage!"
The theater members' calls rang out from outside the dressing room. Nilu forced herself to stay awake and responded with a smile:
"Okay, Anaye, I'm coming right now."
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"Who bumped into me? Can't you watch where you're going?"
"Eh? Senior Farusan!"
The young scholars who came to watch the performance changed their expressions instantly. Although they had only been back for a short time, the name of Senior Falushan was already well-known in the Academy.
Not only because of her legendary experiences and unimaginable knowledge, but also because of her extremely rigorous academic standards.
Because of this, she had been back at the Academy for quite some time, and scholars who came to admire her came in droves, but she did not accept any students.
With such a reputation, the students of the Order of the Fathers naturally felt a sense of fear when they saw her.
But today's Farusian seems to be an exception.
She seemed oblivious to the student she had bumped into, and continued walking aimlessly along the path.
What's going on? Has the senior drunk too much again...?
The young scholar scratched his head, then shrugged and put the little incident behind him.
It's more important to go see Miss Nilu's performance.
The scholars from the Order of the Church turned and left, heading in the opposite direction, while Farusan continued walking forward.
Originally, such a lively event as the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival was not very suitable for her, and the sorting of ancient books was not yet finished today.
She shouldn't be here, should she?
But she inexplicably wanted to come here, as if someone was waiting for her, and she couldn't bear to read a single word of the documents.
So she came, and then stared blankly at the sea of people she didn't recognize, wandering aimlessly.
What's the point of coming here? To watch those trendy activities that are too new for her, or to eat those snacks that don't taste like the real thing?
At that moment, she suddenly realized that Senior Farusan did not belong here. It seemed that something had once connected her to this era, though not firmly, but still reassuring.
Now, it seems that thing has broken, and she is retreating step by step towards the past, gradually moving away from this place.
Well, getting older makes me more sentimental, and I still have a ton of unfinished projects to complete.
She was about to head back when she saw Dixia and Dinazedai on the way, two younger people she was somewhat familiar with.
But she wasn't in the mood to say hello today.
"Miss, what's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?"
"I'm sorry, Dixia, I...maybe."
As the two walked away and their voices faded into the distance, Farusan gave a bitter smile.
What's going on? It's supposed to be a happy day.
Together they saved the gods and Mount Sumeru, but now, as they celebrate the gods' birthday, everyone is listless.
Even the gods themselves are like this.
The parade ended long ago, but the little grass god, who should have stayed to celebrate the festival with everyone, quietly left.
Perhaps they've gone to handle the remaining matters; Sumeru is in dire need of rebuilding, and it's truly a hardship for the little deity.
People sighed like this, but only a few could sense that the truth might not be so.
Narcida's expression may have changed only slightly before she returned to smiling, but for those of them who were in the same predicament, the deity's low spirits were exceptionally clear.
I solved the problem left by the Great Tree King, cleared away the threat left by forbidden knowledge, made many friends, and then attended the birthday I had always dreamed of.
Everything is so good, so why... why am I so sad, and why do I really want to cry?
It's like losing something important.
But she knew that at this moment, she should smile.
Nasita sat on the swing of the flower float, watching the Flower Knight scatter candy to the children. She watched quietly, but knew he was not the real Flower Knight.
She meant the Flower Knight who truly belonged to her.
The celebration was still going on, and people were still in high spirits, except for a few inexplicable individuals.
Kavi had a few drinks at the Lambad tavern and left. Elhesen remained as aloof as ever. Tinari set off early to return to Daochenglin. Seno picked up the Seven Summoning Cards and silently left the game amidst the astonished gazes of his two fellow card players, Gulab and Gavepita.
"Boss, could you give me a bunch of Lotus of Calamity?"
The Great Tree King changed out of his divine attire and mingled among the crowd, gently asking a question to the pink-haired little girl in front of him.
Dolly glanced up at her, then lowered her gaze. She didn't bid, but simply pocketed a Mora or two and waved her hand dejectedly.
"Take it, we're closing up shop now."
Afterward, she hastily packed up her stall and slowly disappeared into the crowd.
The Tree King sighed softly. The fresh Dewdrop-laden Lotus gazed at the distorted world through the mirror-like surface of the dewdrop, remaining silent.
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