Tang Xin had so many heartfelt words she wanted to pour out to the woman, but a gust of wind blew by, and the woman was swept away before her eyes, the memories of her in her mind fading at that very moment.
The woman's warmth, her appearance, her voice, and finally even her silhouette gradually dissipated in Tang Xin's memory, like the wind that could neither be seen nor touched, carrying dust and sand, gently blown by another gust to a place far, far away.
Tang Xin forgot everything about the woman, and tears slowly slid down her face; she didn't know what was happening to her, only that she seemed to have forgotten something important.
She continued forward,
Following the little girl running ahead.
She saw many sights she had never seen when she had stood upon the stage.
In the shadows, she saw many students like Lancelot moving toward the same goal, yearning to change the status quo, even at the cost of their lives.
In the academy square, she saw a black-haired girl with loose hair roaring as she chased down a fleeing suit of armor, piercing its throat with a single sword strike to avenge her beloved; then she looked back, her hair that was black as silk at dawn having turned white as snow by dusk.
She forgot the Starry Art Academy, and she forgot the Olympus District.
She saw the customers in the Golden Pomegranate tavern sighing and lamenting their unfulfilled lives, and she saw a sky-blue-haired girl named Quinina writing a long poem for her, while not far away, an ordinary youth named Luner cast an earnest gaze toward the girl.
Soon, she also forgot that small corner of the city.
She forgot Quinina, and she forgot that ordinary youth, Luner.
Continuing to run forward,
She saw a man frozen into a statue beside the tram station; even though his hands were frozen blue and purple and the blood had solidified in his veins, he still clutched that guitar, never letting go even in death.
She saw a girl in the tram gritting her teeth, her hands clenched tight as she snapped the guitar strings one by one.
She saw an aging middle-aged man run to the warehouse after the bakery closed, picking up a long-dusty violin and playing while tears and snot flowed down his face.
She saw tens of thousands of ordinary people in the apartments of the Queen's District and the King's District watching her through the television, countless gazes crossing time and space to look at her amidst the light.
She forgot the King's District and the Queen's District.
She saw a corner of the Keyboard District where several dirty children in a junk yard were tinkering with a dilapidated television set, waving their fists to cheer for her.
She saw a homeless man with dim eyes raise his fist and howl loudly toward the heavens, and she saw a mother and daughter huddled together for warmth, silently watching her on the stage without saying a word.
She saw the children of the Iris Orphanage gathered together, holding hands and praying for her.
And so, she forgot the Keyboard District.
She saw the scene where she was finally possessed by "The Artist" and lost control in the city, saw the countless terrified faces, and heard the wails of tens of thousands.
Finally, everything was frozen in one scene,
She was smiling brokenly, ending her own life with the conductor's string sword, the blonde girl's expression lonely and dejected.
That other person looked truly sad, yet her face was so calm.
She had once hoped that Xu Xiaoyou could smile more from the heart, rather than keeping a face full of worries all day long.
She forgot all her experiences of swaying in the storm and falling downward.
There were only two things she had to remember no matter what.
The mistakes she had committed,
And the person she never wanted to forget.
She would use the rest of her life to repay the sins she had committed and fulfill all her regrets and wishes.
And, to meet her again.
The end of the memory was also a beach.
The cries of seabirds faded into the distance, and the rosy light of sunset glowed with warm colors in the far sky above the horizon.
The girl walked barefoot on this beach, which was located somewhere unknown in the world and led to an unknown destination.
The waves pushed fine sand past her feet, and clusters of white surf broke into foam on the shore, a peaceful sea breeze blowing against her dress.
The waves gradually receded,
And the girl welcomed a new life.
She finally caught up to her younger self and pulled her into a tight embrace: "I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry..."
"What is there to be sorry about?" The girl turned around in the pale golden glow, her long sky-blue hair tucked behind her ear by the wind, every strand radiating a gentle luster.
"You only did what you wanted to do. Why care about what others think, even if it's the opinion of your childhood self?"
"People are born with the right to choose. Even if many times the choices people face are not fair, they still have to pay the price for their choices."
"Unlike a hammer, human existence precedes the meaning of existence itself. Many people spend their entire lives unable to find their own meaning, pursuing a confusion that has no answer, leaving behind many unsolved mysteries."
"You just wanted to give people a chance to choose fairly, hoping to bring beautiful songs to an imperfect world,"
"To make everyone who is unhappy smile a little more."
"Since you have already found the meaning of your own existence, worked hard for it, and endured the price, why say you're sorry?"
"Besides, you clearly know that you don't like the word 'forgive.' You couldn't even manage to forgive those you loved." Xiao Xin opened her hands in the brilliance, a bright smile on her face. "What you like is keeping each account separate."
The girl stepped forward and also reached out to hug her tightly: "Now, you are going to forget me too."
The sea breeze blew by, and the silhouette of the thin, small figure began to vanish. She curled up fearfully in Tang Xin's arms, her shoulders trembling slightly; passing by her ears was not just the wind, but also the sound of soft crying.
"Don't leave me alone again."
"I'm truly so afraid of loneliness."
Sevia lightly pressed the hair at her temples, gazing at the moon and clouds on the horizon.
"Tang Xin, from now on, you must begin a journey alone."
"Tang Xin..."
"Who is that?"
Sevia shook her head, leaving the confusion in her heart to be answered by her future journey. She walked along the moonlit beach toward the distance.
There, where the water met the sky, heaven and earth merged into a beautiful watercolor painting.
Storm Song — Starry Ballad
"She walks beneath the starry night,"
"Singing a lullaby,"
"Listening to the tribulations of the people."
"Heaven gave her eyes of wisdom,"
"Yet entrusted her with weak and powerless hands."
"Will those trapped at sea hope for salvation?"
"If not,"
"Why focus their burning gazes,"
"Upon her, the merciful one?"
"The storm... oh, she is coming..."
"Follow your own will and step onto the stage."
"Under three thousand uncomprehending gazes, were you ever afraid?"
"At the moment your wings were torn by those you loved, did it hurt?"
"Oh, bird falling in the storm."
"Do you regret?"
"Why do you remain silent and wordless?"
"Answer: I have never regretted; my heart belongs to no other."
"If that is so, please, soar and wheel high."
"Carry back branches to build an Eden of ice and snow,"
"Protecting the people beneath your wings, unfolding your broken pinions."
"In midnight dreams, listen to the lowest string of your heart,"
"Loving the world more than yourself, raising a wave of flowers."
"Follow your own stubbornness,"
"Even if it means you will have nothing left to lose."
"Silent lives are like ordinary wild grass,"
"Kind girl, please do not pity their ordinariness and decay,"
"It is not that they argue for the darkness,"
"It is not that they take pride in groveling in the dark."
"The weight of reality has bent their backs,"
"They also hope to radiate light and heat after quietly burning, and so laugh heartily."
"On the day the ice and snow truly melt,"
"Flowers will bloom from every grave."
"People who long for freedom will walk out of their cages."
"The dew will be crystal clear, the wind will rustle the leaves, and a hundred flowers will bloom in fury."
"People will begin to praise the newborn blue sky."
"At that time, it will be a home where everyone lives and works in peace."
"The noble are born embraced by the stars,"
"The ordinary cannot break free from the surrounding night."
"For those struggling in the night,"
"You radiate light,"
"For those embraced by the stars,"
"You uphold humanity."
"You have done your best; close your eyes,"
"And let your soul rest for a moment."
"Open your eyes,"
"Wake up at the seaside at sunrise."
"The star trails and the moon shine with praise for you,"
"The ice, snow, and earth will hold you in their arms and commend you."
"The stars of the firmament fall into your eyes,"
"Exquisite sights appear within your autumn-ripple gaze."
"The most touching luster of light and shadow,"
"Is softer and warmer than the rainbow."
"Kind bird,"
"Stand up and walk,"
"Your journey has only just begun,"
"Please look toward the distance,"
"Where the azure meets the sky and the star trails stretch on."
"Wait until the birds fly back and the frozen rain turns to fragrant jade,"
"The stones will remember the fragrance of the iris."
【Favorability Plot: The Girl Who Fell into the Starry Garden】
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