My sister can't be Ying Li Li

Dongma was startled and said quickly: I explained it.

Then, how should Fuyuma-san explain that you are wearing Hanabi-kun's clothes? Yukina choked back with one sentence.

Hanabi and Touma were stunned. The girl had a shy face and silently tightened her warm coat. Chunxi and Wu also smelled a hint of adultery from the reactions of these two people.

Ayase, did you spend the night at... Touma-san's house last night? Takeya asked cautiously.

Hanabi said calmly: Thanks for your kindness, I asked Touma-senpai to teach me the bass. It was too late and I fell asleep in the music practice room, that's all.

Wu Ye beat his chest and said, Damn it, I'm so enviable! Isn't this a famous and beautiful girl living together?

Living together... together? There is no such thing! Dongma blushed all of a sudden.

Haruki showed a complicated expression.

The sudden situation messed up the Qingyin Club's camp plan. After the disbandment, the boys left one after another. In the empty practice room, only Touma and Yukina were left, and they were finally able to whisper some girls' whispers.

At this time, Xuecai showed a pale smile again and said: I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on. I've really become weird... But, I don't like the feeling of being isolated by friends. To me, you are all useless A replaceable best friend.”

Fuyuma is disgusted with the words I'm sorry from the bottom of his heart, and will soften when he sees Yukina's pitiful look. She said helplessly: Me and Hana...Ayase, it really doesn't matter. Besides, what's there to like about a boy with such a messy private life? Why did you even fall for it?

Xuecai's eyes flickered, speculating on the authenticity of these words.

I actually don't like Hanabi-kun. He is very handsome and gentle. As a younger brother, he is impeccable and perfect. Unfortunately, he is too philanthropic and is not suitable for a boyfriend. We girls always hope to meet someone who is devoted to his life. Boys who are good to themselves.”

Is that so? Dongma frowned, not quite understanding the thoughts of ordinary girls.

Xuecai secretly observed Dongma's reaction and breathed a sigh of relief. She said sorry in her heart, but she still lied to her good friend, because women are always sensitive and selfish when it comes to love.

More than siblings, but not enough lovers.

At this moment, there was a door between them, and Hanabi's hand that wanted to knock on the door stopped in mid-air. The sound kept escaping from the cracks in the never-closed door. Otherwise, Hanabi would not have heard Yukina's true thoughts.

Brother?

Hanabi laughed to herself.

No kidding, only one person is allowed to call me that. Even if I call Sister Xuecai every day, I actually... like you a little bit.

It turns out that there was a day when I was dumped by a girl, you scumbag Hanabi.

Ogiso Yukina is undoubtedly right. I will play the role of a good younger brother, gentle and handsome, just like the warm-hearted second male lead in a bubble drama. If I stay with you all the time, you will be happy one day, right? Sister Xue Cai.

Hanabi closed her eyes and remembered that she was called White Album 2 in her previous life. If this continues, Dongma and Xuecai will face a tragic fate again. If Sister Xuena is to be happy, something must change. The key point is... Haruki Kitahara?

When he opened his eyes again, only determination remained.

When Yukina said goodbye to Touma, Hanabi's figure had long since disappeared. After a few minutes of regaining peace at Touma's house, Haruki carried the guitar and came to where Hanabi was standing just now, looking thoughtfully at the direction he left.

Dong Ma is not as calm as he appears, and the piano sound is slightly messy.

At this time, Haruki knocked on the door.

Hey, Kitahara...haven't you left yet? Touma said in surprise.

Haruki scratched her head and said sheepishly: Well, my guitar level has not improved much. But Ayase-kun's bass is already very good. I think it must be Fuyuma-san's fault. Please be sure to trouble me. Teach me how to play the guitar, even if it takes a little time!”

(Hanabi's talent is innate. Just forget it. You won't be able to catch up in your next life.)

Dongma couldn't bear the verbal blow and readily agreed to his friend's request for help.

Idiots have their own ways. Then, let's start practicing hard. If you squeeze out twenty hours a day to practice guitar, you will be almost ready to perform on stage before the school festival. Touma smiled like a devil, Just with this Practice breaking the strings and work hard towards your goal.”

Kitahara Haruki suddenly felt her scalp numb and her hands and feet cold. He still doesn’t know what a miserable future awaits him.

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PS: I have devoted myself to studying Bai Xue for many years, and summed up a set of routines with a winning rate of 90% in diamond and below segments, dedicated to NTR's original male protagonist. Representative heroes: yellow hair, scumbag. People in the world call it Square NTR.

I am usually very friendly to the protagonists of the original works, such as Renye and Otai. As for Brother Chun...hey, that would be fun.

Seven Hundred and Thirty Days (Lala people’s self-pleasure)

At fripSide's New Year's Eve concert, Nanjo Aino burst into tears while singing.

(At this time, everyone should be fighting hard at the Red and White Song Festival, right? I... I'm sorry.)

What's wrong, Nan-chan?

Bandmates and fans in the audience all cast concerned glances.

Nanjo just shook his head stubbornly and said with a tearful smile: I don't know why I shed tears. There have been times like this.

How many times does a singer have the opportunity to be on the red and white stage in his life?

(It doesn’t matter if I miss it, at least the last Live will let me come back to you.)

With the tears falling from the corners of my eyes at this moment, what should I write about in tomorrow's report?

Nanjo didn't know.

Netizens commented: Nanjo cares more about fripSide than Muse, right? I said it myself, and I didn't have any expectations for this project from the beginning.

I rarely participate in live release activities. I can't even gather nine people in the red and white games. Nanjo is really...

My knees are not working anymore. I heard that someone bought a wheelchair and sent it over, tsk tsk.

After the New Year, Muse began rehearsing for Final Live.

Early in the morning, the agent came to pick him up and saw such a ridiculous scene. Nanjo patted the wheelchair and sat on it, wearing an old hat and curling up his legs like a little hamster.

Aren't you angry?

The quality is pretty good. Maybe I can use it when I'm too old to walk. I remember I had such an experience. I don't think it's bad.

(Right, Eri?)

Nanjo closed his eyes, feeling like he was in a golden wheat field, feeling the gentle wind on his cheeks. Someone was pushing her gently from behind. Suddenly looking back, I saw the beautiful golden color of wheat ears. Nanjo's worries disappeared and he smiled with his eyes narrowed.

We can only meet here.

Yes, I will always be with you, Aino-san. Eri said softly.

(I actually didn’t like the character Ayase Eri at first. She has a good personality and a booming figure~ You see, she was the most popular person in middle school. But I had no sense of existence. Later, why... Destinies are closely connected?)

The Final Live ended successfully, with nine people crying on the stage. Few people noticed that there was tape on Nanjo's knee. Perhaps it was already scarred in places that no one could see.

Voice actors are a daily routine made up of continuous miracles. Create children who are loved by people and loved by children at the same time. Protecting them secretly.

Misori Suzuko has a boyfriend.