God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3544

[Chapter 2623 Sand of Memory 1/2]

“Okay, let’s stop here and take a rest first.” Grace clapped her hands.

The actors on the stage immediately relaxed, and some even sat directly on the spot. Every muscle in their bodies was protesting, and even their fingers had no strength.

Fuqing dragged her heavy legs to the chair nearby, took the handkerchief handed by her assistant and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Every time I take a breath, there seems to be a fire burning in my heart. Even if there is cooling magic on the stage, it seems to have lost its effect during the practice.

Fuqing put down her handkerchief, picked up the water glass, and took a sip to moisten her dry lips.

Do not drink a lot of water after strenuous exercise. This is a rule that every member of the troupe must memorize.

Sweat fell into his eyes, bringing a sour feeling.

Fuqing didn’t bother to pay attention, and leaned back on the chair, feeling the cool air take away the heat from her body.

She turned her head and looked at Grace.

Since the accidental death of the leader Donald some time ago, the wife of the former leader, Rose, has taken over the responsibilities of the leader and worked hard to maintain the operation of the Rose Opera Troupe.

Under her busy schedule, the opera troupe did not experience major fluctuations.

If she was envious before, Fuqing now admires Grace more in her heart.

She thought she couldn’t do this at all.

“Huh, I’m so tired. I don’t want to move at all.”

“Well, now that the movie is getting more and more famous, I don’t know how long the glory of opera can last.” “

Don’t think so much, just do your job well. Yes.”

“…”

The members of the troupe were talking to each other.

Grace closed her eyes.

They are right, now in the Steel City, movies are far more famous than opera.

It is no exaggeration to say that most of the reasons why they came to the opera house were for movies.

If it weren’t for the fact that there was only one opera at the moment, the Opera de la Rose might have been completely defeated.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes again. Her confusion faded and her eyes became firm again.

If it were only this difficult, it would be impossible to defeat her.

Besides, she never thought of persisting.

The trend of the times is unstoppable, and Grace will not be naive enough to stop it on her own.

As the person closest to the movie, she will be the first to seize the opportunity to take off.

After saying a few more words, Grace turned around and left the opera hall, walking through the long corridor back to her living room.

Everything is exactly the same as it was at the beginning, nothing has changed.

Grace sat by the bed and looked at familiar things. The expression on her face could not tell whether she was sad or nostalgic.

“People always have to look forward.”

After a long time, she whispered.

I don’t know if I am talking to myself or to someone who has passed away long ago.

Grace closed her eyes, and the familiar figure seemed to appear next to her again, telling her about her expectations for the development of the opera company.

The light tears through the darkness, shatters the fantasy, and returns to reality again.

“What is gone is gone, and the light leads to the way forward.”

Grace said a line from the opera, her voice was beautiful and graceful, and time seemed to have frozen, leaving no trace.

She stood up and prepared to tidy up the room.

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CомGrace

knows very well that her husband Donald is hiding some secrets.

She is not stupid, intelligence is a necessary condition to be able to become a rose flower in the opera troupe. In the long-term married life, Donald will inevitably expose some strange places.

Letters sent to unknown persons, the almost loyal obedience of the troupe members, secret outings late at night…

But Grace never cared about these.

Whether it was a wife’s duty or indifference, she forgave Donald’s concealment as easily as she had concealed something herself.

There are teacups on the table, pens whose paint has long been worn off, and unknown metal badges.

Grace remembered that the pen was her birthday gift to Donald, and the years had left eternal traces on it, just like her memory.

Memory is a strange thing.

Sometimes it is like the clouds in the sky, which are blown away by the wind, and sometimes it is like the gravel on the beach, which accumulates over time, and when you turn it over, you will find pearls.

Grace sighed.

Although so many days have passed, that familiar figure still appears in her heart from time to time.

Is it love?

Or is it just a habit?

She didn’t know the answer, and the answer itself made no sense.

The dead will not care about this, just like the funeral of the deceased, which is originally held for the living.

Every item carries her memories, causing those memories that had long been submerged in the sea to reappear, gripping her heart and lungs tightly, making it difficult to breathe.

Grace opened the drawer and put the pen in. It was probably best not to see it.

Her eyes fell on the metal badge on the table again.

On weekdays, Donald would always hold it in his hand and just look at it quietly without much expression on his face.

Grace took the badge in her hand and discovered that it was not made of metal, but made of a crystal that was very similar to metal.

Very mysterious and beautiful.