At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

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……

The inspiration for the new song was generated that night.

Su Che deeply reflected on the emptiness of these past years and suddenly realized that what he lacked was not simply the loneliness and helplessness of being ignored by his parents.

Rather, it is a sense of bewilderment and confusion about how to move forward in life.

This confusion gradually turned into feelings of inferiority as those around me left.

Low self-esteem led to social withdrawal, making it impossible for him to accept new things like a normal person.

If it weren't for An Qing.

If it weren't for An Qing's intervention...

Even in their own works, there are often a lot of dark and censored content that cannot pass censorship.

Su Che understood in that instant.

Therefore, the song I wanted to write was titled "Black Sky".

Black represents the alienated self, while emptiness represents the holes left in the heart by Ise and others.

Carrying new inspiration, I got dressed and glanced back at my "fiancée," who had been kicked around like a lump of mud all night.

Su Che was completely satisfied.

He snorted coldly and slammed the door shut.

Nao Ise's crimson eyes darted towards the young master, who thought he had successfully taught her a lesson, and she murmured—

"She's as adorable as ever..."

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……

Su Che returned home.

Amidst the bewildered glances of the other cats, he entered the underground recording studio and locked himself inside.

The room contains a piano, speakers, a music stand, and a laptop workstation.

Su Che started writing songs.

From composition to orchestration, from one track to six tracks, from lead vocals to vocals, from lyrics to the ending.

Having not experienced immersive creation for a long time, my flow state has deteriorated due to the corrosive effects of nightly revelry, and its frequency of occurrence has reached an all-time low.

Sitting quietly in front of the mirror, playing the piano and recording, looking at himself whom he could no longer recognize, Su Che suddenly grinned and smiled foolishly at the mirror.

The phone screen lit up; Grandpa had sent a message:

"You should get along well with Nao and not bully her. She went back to the company and said her stomach hurt a lot and she couldn't walk. I gave her a month off. Go see her when you have time."

Su Che caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, but was in no mood to respond.

There was a knock on the door.

Head Maid: "Young Master, you've been inside for eight hours. It's already dark. Aren't you going to eat anything?"

Su Che opened his mouth and swallowed air.

I wanted to say, "Don't worry," but suddenly I realized that I didn't even have the strength to speak.

This situation is slightly dangerous.

Su Che knew that when a person's mental energy reaches its lowest point, this state will occur—no energy to do anything, feeling tired to respond to any call, no appetite to eat, unable to sleep, and only wanting to use some "meaningful things" to compensate for the emptiness in their heart.

And often, doing so results in further draining oneself.

"Bai Qiao, I'm a little tired."

This was the only thing Su Che could still say.

Outside the door, the head maid held the master key in mid-air, abandoning her intention to force her way in and see what was wrong with her master.

The maids behind her, carrying plates, also took a step back, not daring to disturb the young master in his abnormal state.

"Okay, remember to call me anytime if you need anything."

Bai Qiao smiled and waved the maids away, then turned and left the basement room.

Su Che remained silent for a few moments, then continued to lock himself up.

Looking back on his experiences over the years, Su Che felt extremely resentful.

After thinking it over, I picked up my phone and called my mom.

I want to ask her if she's hiding something from me.

Su Che had already noticed something amiss through the suspicious aspects of the Mosse competition and the appearance of Ise-nee.

When the phone is called, his first words are, "If you don't tell me, I'm cutting ties with you."

Ms. Su was not surprised at all: "Son, what's wrong? Did something upset you again?"

“You’ve been lying to me all along, and you’re still trying to lie to me now. The way Ari looked at you when we came out of ‘Spiritual Charm’ last time, I knew something was wrong.”

Ise just told me that the company she works for is owned by her grandfather's family. So, I'd like to ask you, is her grandfather's company a housekeeping company? You told me before that Ise-nee was hired from a high-end housekeeping company, and that she left because they couldn't afford to renew her contract. Is that possible?

"of course."

Ms. Su remained calm under pressure. "Son, if you want evidence, I can send you the contract directly. Your grandfather does indeed run a housekeeping company. Is there a problem?"

"?"

Su Che was puzzled upon hearing this.

In his memory, his grandfather was a lewd old man who wrote erotic literature. Could it be that his lewd old man's business was a housekeeping company?

In other words, the housekeeping company that Grandpa planned to let him take over, which is currently being run by Ise-nee, is also a housekeeping company?

Soon, Ms. Su sent over several screenshots.

The above is a company profile and introduction; the name is "Black & White Housekeeping Service Consulting".

Su Che was unaware that this was a nominal subsidiary of the "Black and White Heart" company, so he couldn't immediately see through his mother's "natural" question. He simply frowned and asked:

"What happened to Ise back then..."

“Her monthly employment fee was 38,000 yuan. Son, the company took half, and the remaining 19,000 yuan was her salary. At that time, it was really difficult for me to come up with 19,000 yuan. That’s 230,000 yuan a year… So, we terminated her contract. You see.”

As Ms. Su spoke, she sent me Nao Ise's termination contract, which bore her signature, and the handwriting was indeed Nao's.

Su Che frowned, still finding it hard to believe the result. His tone became even more urgent as he said, "Then why did she leave me the wrong number, making it impossible for me to contact her? Did you do something to her? Also, since it's Grandpa's company, why couldn't you have said something to let her stay? Would Grandpa have stopped her?"

"Haha."

Hearing Su Che's words, Ms. Su couldn't help but smile helplessly and asked in return:

“Son, first of all, your grandfather’s property belongs to your grandfather, and your mother’s company belongs to your mother. These are two different profit-making entities. Even if your mother can contact your grandfather, your grandfather may not necessarily give your mother the green light.”

Don't forget, your grandfather and father didn't get along well, so your mother has virtually no say in his life.

"Secondly, when you were little, you didn't tell your mother in advance, 'I really like the maid sister, and I want her to come back.'"

If you had said something like that back then, maybe Mom would have taken out a loan to find her again, considering your needs. But you've always refused to say a word to me. Stubborn as you are, you never say anything on the phone. So, Mom can only bear half the responsibility for this.”

As if she had been prepared, Ms. Su resolved Su Che's problem in the blink of an eye.

Su Che looked even more helpless.

He knew that his father and grandfather had a bad relationship, and his mother's logic wasn't too bad. Now that Nao had become "his wife," this inexplicable leap didn't bring compensation, but rather an emptiness as if time and the past had been swallowed up.

"Alright, son, your grandfather has already betrothed her to you, and your mother has also arranged for you to marry Ari. So you shouldn't have any more complaints."

Think about your life now. You have everything you could want, and you can even play your favorite music and be in your band. As for Mom, nothing is more important than cherishing the present moment. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Don't you agree?

"."

Su Che hated being lectured, so he hung up the phone.

He frowned as he stared at his phone.

I opened Fetion's contact list and looked at the rarely changing profile picture ID.

The image of Ise-nee collapsing in his arms during the day kept flashing through his mind, and his ears echoed with her half-crying, pleading voice.

"Young Master, the more you hate me, the more force you can use to torture me."

"Young Master, the tighter you hug me, the more you love me."

I know you can't live without me.

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All the repression turned into emptiness after being excessively released.

In that instant, Su Che finally realized that the body could only fill so many gaps.

What I truly lack is perhaps my childhood, which no one seems to care about.

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Chapter 286 The Heart-wrenching Lies of the Perverted Cats

The release of the new song went smoothly.

Su Che took the brand-new demo, found Miya, and invited Mikami Fubuki. The three of them conducted the first round of testing of the new song in Teacher Ma's studio.

"Listen to my new song and give me your feedback."

Having returned to his main job, Su Che seems to have put everything else out of his mind. Ever since he announced the start of the "Great Health Preservation Era" at home, he has single-handedly banished all his cats to the cold palace!

He declared: "My body is failing. The doctor said that if I break my vow again, I might shatter like glass and die suddenly in front of you. So please bear with me for the next few weeks and let's talk again in at least two weeks."

Although the standard rest period is one week, the condition worsened instantly because she had consumed two cans of medicinal tea while punishing Ise Nao, so she had to take more rest days to make up for the loss.

This "bad news" is tantamount to the girls collectively going to jail.

Especially for those with strong desires (such as Bai Qiao, Gu Zhi, and Xiao Xiao), they can be deprived of food and water, but this cannot be stopped.