Why it never ends

Chapter 255 The Calf and the Swallow

Amid the chaotic laughter, Hesta's expression became blank. The topics the girls talked about both made her strange and surprised her.The more he listened, the more Hesta realized that this was not the reading club he had expected.

The girls were eagerly looking for a third person to join the conversation, so as to bring the debate to a conclusion as soon as possible, and they found Roger first.

This rich, mysterious, and personable guest is like a character born out of a romantic story.Although they have never been sincere, at a certain moment, they have more or less imagined themselves as "Grey's Bride"-the most romantic part of this is to be the only one who can take off his mask, The woman who saw her appearance.

However, after listening for a while, Gray, with little hesitation, voted for the story with the higher moral standard of the male protagonist. This decision immediately attracted protests from opponents.

"I take back the proposal just now. In fact, it was a very wrong decision to let Mr. Gray participate in our voting." The girl who was not satisfied with the result smiled and held Roger's arm for a while, "Mr. Gray is a man, how could he What is the love fantasy that girls really crave—”

"I really don't understand..." Roger asked gently, "What exactly do you want?"

This question caused everyone to fall into a brief moment of silence, until someone tentatively asked: "Anyway... isn't it morally perfect?"

This answer was quickly endorsed by everyone.

So the girls gathered around Su Lei and Hesta again, asking them what they thought of the two stories, but both of them seemed a little too dull in terms of language and body movements—obviously, none of them were very good at dealing with it. This occasion.

"Ladies." Roger lightly clapped his hands, "Let's put this topic aside for now, since the current situation is caused by Miss Sophie's absence, then leave this difficult problem to Sophie—"

"But she's sick and won't be able to come out for the next few days!"

"Yes, we wanted to visit early in the morning, but we were stopped."

"Then ask someone to check her message," Roger said with a smile, "How about asking her to give an answer and a reason? It's just a waste of time to continue arguing here."

The girls quickly accepted the proposal, and one of them looked at Su Lei: "I've been talking about us, but I haven't asked you where you are going."

"Mr. Gray said he had a new discovery in the manor, and he wanted to show us." Slei replied.

"Can we go together?" The girls all looked at Gray.

Roger's throat moved, "...Of course, you can."

……

This huge team walked slowly towards the pomegranate garden that Roger and Hesta had visited yesterday, during which time the voices of the girls did not stop.

The expected team has changed from two people to three people, and then to nine people. Roger is already very unhappy, but he will never show this annoyance on his face. On the contrary, especially at this time, his tone and expression will become more gentle.

Suddenly Hesta stopped, and she looked to the side of the road in disbelief: "...what's the sound?"

The conversation of the people stopped, and soon, everyone heard someone singing behind the woods in the distance. The voice was indistinguishable, like the sound of heaven, and the lyrics were meaningless whispers, only repeating two syllables:
Donna.

Hesta's face suddenly paled.

"Ladies, this way." Roger snapped his fingers lightly, leading everyone to the path leading to the garden on the other side.

The singing was getting closer and clearer——

"In a bumpy market carriage

"A calf with sad eyes

"Over its head a swallow

"Through the sky, fly freely
/
"The wind is laughing at itself

"Laugh, laugh, laugh so hard
"Laugh, laugh, laugh all day long
"Laughing till the middle of the summer night"

……

Roger looked at Hesta inadvertently, so he couldn't take his eyes off again—the expression similar to last night appeared on Hesta's face again, she listened so intently to the voice in the wind, with eyes in her eyes There seemed to be tears.

Roger quietly retreated to the end of the crowd, and quietly walked back to Hesta's side.

……

"'Don't complain,' said the farmer
"Who made you a cow?"

"Why don't you have wings to fly,"

"Free and proud like a swallow?"

/
"A chained calf must be slaughtered
"But it never knew why—

"Who should cherish the body of freedom

"Like a swallow learning to fly."

/
"Dona Dona Dona...

"Dona Dona...

"Dona Dona Dona...

"Dona Dona..." (1)

……

In a pomegranate grove that had lost all its leaves, a young man in white sat behind a statue of a golden harp.

From a distance, the metal strings of the harp statue look like the bones of a birdcage.

His curly black hair fell down his shoulders, his eyes were lowered, but his jaw was raised high, singing this slightly sad song to the sky.

When everyone came not far from him, he stopped singing, got up, walked to the harp, and bowed to everyone.

As Roger's lover, no one present recognized him.

"Why this song?" Roger stepped forward and asked.

Roger's words were very light, and they were still so polite to others, but the young man could already hear Roger's great dissatisfaction and disgust from them.

"Because even a nightingale gets tired, sir." The young man whispered, "especially when he takes his heart's blood to nourish other roses."

"...sing something else." Roger said in a low voice, "anything, just a little more cheerful."

The young man smiled sadly. He didn't answer, but bowed to everyone again and turned to leave.

Hesta said suddenly, "Please wait."

"...do you have any advice?"

"I don't have any advice, I just want to ask, what is that... song you sang just now?"

"Are you asking about the title of the song?" the man said softly, "The title of the song is "Donna"."

"...Why?" Hesta frowned slightly, "What does the 'Donna' that keeps repeating throughout the song mean?"

"I don't know, ma'am, the song wasn't originally sung in the language of the Third District. I've heard it's a folk song from the Askia Moor."

"'Donna'... is Askia?" Hesta asked.

"Perhaps," answered the young man, "some say 'Donna' is a common girl's name in the Askia Moors, some say it is a prayer god in the Askia religion, others say I think this is a harmonic word, and it has no specific meaning at all... I don’t understand Askia, so I can’t answer your question, sorry.”

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1. Based on "Dona Dona", a Jewish drama song about a cow being led to slaughter.

(End of this chapter)