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When Edric heard Feren's rapid gasping, he turned around to see Feren standing behind him, sweating profusely. Feren had an eager look on his face, as if he wanted to share something important. Edric stopped and gave a resigned yet warm smile. "What's up, young man?" Edric's voice carried a hint of weariness. "The old dog can't learn new tricks, I have to go first."
Upon hearing Edric's words, Feren flashed a slightly embarrassed smile. He caught his breath, then quickly said, "Mr. Edric, I was just looking for you. I've just invented a new dance step, and I want to show it to you." There was a glint of excitement and anticipation in his eyes, as if he was very proud of this new dance step.
Edric looked at Feren's energetic appearance and couldn't help but soften a little inside. He shook his head gently, a slight smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Oh? Is that so? That's a shame. With my current condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with your new dance moves." There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, as if he was enjoying this lighthearted moment.
Edric smiled faintly, a touch of gentle indulgence in his eyes. He shook his head as if to say, "Alright, then let me see your new dance moves." Despite his still exhausted body, he clearly didn't want to disappoint Feren.
Feren immediately showed a happy expression, walking to an open space and beginning to demonstrate his new dance steps. His movements were agile and full of energy, each step and turn revealing his love for dance and unique creativity. Although his movements were a bit clumsy, they were filled with sincerity and passion.
Watching from the side, Edric couldn't help but show a genuine smile. He looked at Feren's innocent dance, and his worries were temporarily replaced by this pure joy. He too was infected by Feren's happiness, momentarily forgetting the ominous premonition. Edric watched Feren's dance and couldn't help but laugh out loud in the end: "Now you don't look like a goose, but more like a... peacock? Hahaha!" His laughter carried a sense of ease and joy, clearly coming from genuine happiness.
Feren listened and smiled awkwardly, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "Mr. Edric... why did you leave early? Was the celebration not up to your expectations?" His eyes revealed concern and puzzlement towards Edric.
A faint smile appeared on Edric's face, but his eyes held a hint of complex emotions. "Oh, no, the celebration was great... perfect, I... haven't been this happy in a long time," he said in a low, melancholic voice.
His eyes couldn't help but look into the distance, as if recalling something. There seemed to be an indescribable bitterness and struggle in Edric's heart, but at this moment, he chose to bury these emotions deep inside. He knew that this joyful moment should not be affected by his sorrow.
Feren noticed Edric's emotional changes, and couldn't help but feel worried, but he also understood that some things were beyond his comprehension. He could sense that Edric seemed to be experiencing indescribable emotional fluctuations. Feren's voice carried a hint of concern: "Edric sir, are you okay? You seem a bit restless."
Edric took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions. He waved his hand lightly, attempting to answer in a relaxed tone, "No... I am very clear now. It's been a long time since I've been so clear about what I'm doing." His voice carried a hint of self-mockery, as if explaining his past confusion and perplexity.
Feren could see Edric's struggle, and his eyes revealed respect and sympathy for Edric. He knew that Edric's life experiences were far more complex than his, and the challenges he faced were even more difficult.
Edric turned to Feren and revealed a gentle smile. He turned around and said in an elder's tone, "Young man, go back! Have fun, young people should be more active. Maybe you can find a beautiful girl at this festival and spend the rest of your life happily!" His tone carried a hint of humor, as if trying to create a relaxed atmosphere for Feren.
Edric slowly turned around and began to walk slowly into the night outside the festival. His figure gradually receded in the night light, like a lonely traveler, searching for his own path.
Feren stood in the deep night, gazing steadfastly at Edric's figure, which gradually disappeared into the dim light like a lonely tower, faintly exuding a sense of solitude and heaviness. Feren's worries and anxieties surged like a tide, and he felt a strong sense of duty driving him to follow this person with whom he had once fought together in a crisis.
Feren quickened his pace, approaching Edric step by step. His heart raced, and each step felt like crossing an unknown threshold. When he finally caught up to Edric, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.
Edric heard the footsteps behind him, stopped, turned around, and looked at the person with a tired and helpless expression in his eyes. His voice carried a hint of impatience: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to go and have fun?" But in that impatient tone, Feren could still feel a hint of concern.
Feren stood in front of Edric, his breathing slightly rapid, but his eyes remained firm. His voice trembled a bit, but every word was sincere: "I feel... Mr. Edric must have encountered something and wants to solve it on his own. I... I want to go with you." There was an unmistakable determination in his eyes.
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