Chapter 803: Chapter 15 Gao Wen’s Safe_3 Chapter 803: Chapter 15 Gao Wen’s Safe_3 And now, the heat of the flas seed to lt away that indifference, causing Lin Xian to dreamily return to the still-fresh mory of the New Year’s Eve banquet in 2023…
Dressed in a blue evening gown, Chu Anqing was like a spirit of the forest, leading him through an astounding waltz that captivated the entire room.
It was his first ti dancing with Chu Anqing.
And it was the only ti.
The last ti.
For so reason, a phrase ca to mind.
It said…
...
[“Often, without realizing it, the last ti you see soone has already co and gone.”]
Lin Xian now deeply understood these words.
Perhaps seeing CC again in The Fifth Dreamland was a miracle in itself.
What about the next dream?
Would she still be there?
What would the world look like then?
Lin Xian had no certainty about any of it.
Just like now, as he watched CC trying hard to learn the dance steps without stepping on her own feet…
who could guarantee that she would still be here the next ti he entered the dream?
“Oops.”
Inevitably, CC stepped on the top of Lin Xian’s shoe and offered a shy smile:
“Sorry.”
Lin Xian was also brought back to the present by this apologetic smile, chuckling softly:
“Don’t watch Er Zhuzi anymore, let teach you.”
The campfire dance itself was simple with few steps, which he had morized after watching twice.
Again, that saying…
How difficult could a dance be if even the Lian Gang could learn it?
In his dance classes at Donghai University, he had been a dance partner for many a junior and senior, mastering his social dance skills long ago.
He took CC’s hands in his, leading her.
Step by step, tap by tap, they danced around the campfire, encircling the flas, waltzing lightly in ti with the drumbeats from the animal-skin drums.
Soon,
CC grasped the dance steps and no longer needed Lin Xian’s guidance, gradually keeping up with the rhythm with ease.
“You truly have a gift.”
Lin Xian watched CC with a smile:
“Your coordination has always been strong, coupled with a sense of art.”
“You’re the first to say that,”
CC said:
“However…
this is the first dance I’ve been able to do.
I’ve never had the opportunity to dance or learn before, thank you.”
“You don’t need to be so formal.”
Together with CC, Lin Xian approached the climax of the bonfire dance as the drumbeats grew more intense.
“It’s so nice.”
CC looked at the bonfire, blazing into the sky, her expression a mix of happiness and lancholy:
“Just…”
[“Next ti we et, in the future when we et again…
will I forget this dance which I’ve just learned and have to start all over?”]
Lin Xian nodded:
“That depends on whether your mory fragnts are strong enough.
In each world, I will et you countless tis, but you’ll only rember one.”
“If you’re lucky, maybe in the next world you’ll retain the mory of tonight and still rember how to dance.”
“But I think the chances are slim…
it seems the logic of your mory fragnts usually focuses on those few tis before the world changes, the more distant, the less you rember.”
The villagers’ drumming on animal-skin drums reached a frenzied rhythm, poised to cease at any mont, signaling the end of the bonfire dance.
“I’ll try hard to rember.”
CC smiled.
Like a smile from Chu Anqing.
Eyes curved into gentle crescents,
The small dimples at the corners of her mouth barely visible,
Innocent and bright, they dazzled Lin Xian for a mont:
“Thank you for teaching this dance.”
Thump—
The final drumbeat stopped abruptly.
The surrounding crowd also halted their steps and scattered, so applauding, so cheering.
Lin Xian and CC released hands.
They each stepped back, standing on opposite sides of the campfire, divided by…
what seed like a sea of fire, a vast ocean.
Just like the imnse Pacific Ocean between Brooklyn and the East Sea.
Distant.
Yet still on the sa planet.
“Genius!”
Er Zhuzi clapped enthusiastically and ran over to CC with eyes full of admiration, giving her a thumbs up:
“Little sister, you’re a genius!”
Then he turned to Lin Xian:
“Brother, you’re not half bad either!”
“You might not be aware, but this cloth sun hat on my head is the prize for last year’s village dance competition…
The craftsmanship, the stitches…
Look at this, it’s too exquisite to be made in our small village, that’s why it’s a champion’s prize!”
“But I think, your dance skills seem no less than mine, you’re very gifted, so I’ve decided—”
Er Zhuzi promptly took off the green cloth sun hat from his head and placed it on Lin Xian:
“You shall be crowned king!”
“No, no, no…”
Lin Xian hastily removed the curse and swiftly plopped the hat back on Er Zhuzi’s head:
“I’m far from it, you’re the dance king!”
It was rather curious.
Why was Er Zhuzi so keen on wearing a green hat himself?
What strange ritual was this?
…
Finally, the ti ca for socializing and mingling.
With bellies full and spirits high, everyone stood or sat in various corners of the village, chatting and conversing at leisure.
Lin Xian also found the opportunity to enter the house of Cat Dad, Chen Heping, with CC.
Fortunately, animal husbandry and hunting were very developed in Lian Village.
Fat, the crucial ingredient for making oil lamps, was abundant, ensuring that even in a room seldom entered, two large oil lamps were present.
CC brought a burning twig from the bonfire and lit both oil lamps, illuminating Cat Dad’s forr dwelling.
It was tidy and clean, a sign that it was frequented and maintained.
There was a small bookshelf with a few notebooks made of very rough paper – likely an ancient papermaking technique, considered advanced technology in such a village.
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