MYGO's guitarist has ice attribute bonus

Walking to her room, Su Shi didn't know why she came here, but her body made her come here.

When I opened the door, my room was no different from before. There was a box of black tea on the table.

She walked stiffly to the table, picked up the tea box mechanically, and then picked up the two teacups on the table, placing one in front of herself and the other opposite her, where there seemed to be someone sitting opposite her.

She unscrewed the tea box, picked up a pinch of tea leaves with her slender fingers, placed them in two teacups, and added hot water.

This time, she didn't scald the tea with hot water in advance, nor did she filter the black tea. She simply put it into the teacup.

"Soyorin, or hot Earl Grey tea?"

The voice did not sound opposite Su Shi, but in her ear.

"Well, it's a little hot, be careful." Su Shi nodded, responding to her own imagination. She gently picked up the teacup and took a sip. She frowned slightly, it was very hot.

It seems that I can still do something else before drinking normally - Su Shi thought so.

What else can be done?

Su Shi's eyes kept moving around her room, finally stopping on the four framed photos on the dressing table.

She stood up and moved step by step to the dressing table, her eyes fixed on the photos: two photos of mygo, a large group photo of the ten of them, and a photo of herself and Aine.

As for the group photo of crychic, Su Shi thought at the time that with this group photo of ten people, crychic should be closed.

Because everyone is still here - this was Su Shi's original thought.

Su Shi gently picked up the photo of herself and Aine on the dressing table. The photo was not very good-looking, after all, it was taken by Aine with her mobile phone.

Under the street light, Aiyin smiled at the camera and made a "V" sign with one hand, taking up half of the photo. As for Sushi, she only took up a corner. She twisted her head like a shrimp, looking at the camera with an unhappy expression.

Su Shi remembered it clearly. This was the photo she took on the road when Aine came to her house for the first time.

Looking at the photo in her hand, Su Shi suddenly laughed: "Really? It's so ugly, but Aine-chan said her photo was beautiful. VIZ! Yi Yi! 2 Ba 4 Si Wan z."

But as he laughed, the smile on Su Shi's lips gradually faded.

Tsk, who would miss you...

The words that he had said to Aine before kept echoing in his ears.

Sure enough, once people have free time, they have a lot of things to think about.

Su Shi deeply understood this sentence because he was in that situation now.

A tear fell on the photo frame.

This was the first time Sushi cried since Aine's death.

The emotions that had been pent up for so long finally burst out at this moment, one drop, two drops... countless tears fell "pat" on the photo frame.

Originally, Su Shi thought that as long as she didn't think about Aine specifically, she would be fine, but her bedroom was full of traces of Aine's existence.

Perhaps the photo is just an introduction.

“Aine-chan… I, I missed you so much…”

Su Shi's eyes were filled with tears at this moment. She rubbed her eyes, trying to see the person in the photo clearly, but she could only vaguely see a hint of pink.

"Wipe it off. It's a shame to have tear marks on such a pretty face."

This was what Aine-chan said to herself after she failed to apologize to Xiaoxiang on Asuka Mountain and shed tears.

Su Shi clearly remembered that Aine handed her a wet wipe, but now, she was crying again, but unfortunately no one would hand her a wet wipe again.

"Why...Aine-chan, didn't you say you would always watch over me? Why did you leave me so early?" Su Shi seemed to be tired of crying, and fell headfirst onto the bed.

She lay on her side on the bed, looking at the only photo she had with Aine.

The aroma of black tea in the room had dissipated a lot, and the two cups of black tea on the table were no longer hot.

At some point, the pointer of the wall clock had already pointed to "1". The girl who had previously boasted to Aine that she "didn't stay up late" had stayed up all night again.

"Aine-chan... no one will call me Soyorin anymore." Su Shi's voice trembled a little. She hated this name so much in the past, but now she wanted to hear it very much.

Su Shi held the photo tightly in her arms and slowly closed her eyes. There were still undried tears hanging on her eyelashes.

Chapter 404 Cucumber Bathing in the Sunset

Today is the fourth day after the funeral, and it is still so cold in winter.

Mu came to the gardening department alone. She walked to the cucumbers she planted, but all of them had withered.

Obviously, these cucumbers were still alive before Aine-chan's surgery.

Mu's face was calm, and she didn't seem upset about the cucumbers wilting. She was still holding a watering can, and it looked like she wanted to water them, but it looked like she probably wouldn't be able to do that.

Putting the kettle on the ground, Mu raised his hand and gently touched the withered cucumber.

Cold and hard—this was Mu's first feeling, and she had also experienced this feeling with Aine.

The horrific memories of that day flooded into her mind, and Mu's face changed slightly. She subconsciously took a few steps back, but she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that it was just a withered cucumber.

She never wants to experience this feeling again in her life.

Mu walked to the pavilion and sat down. In the previous gardening department, he was rarely alone, and Su Shi would usually come to accompany him.

But the current Su Shi feels a little unfamiliar to Mu. She is very regular and her daily life is just between home and school.

This kind of life seemed to have just returned to the state before he met Aine-chan and Suye.

However, it is easy to say. Mu knows in his heart that it is easy to return to his previous life, but can his mood change back to the past so easily?

Mu felt that she couldn't do it because she was too deeply influenced by Aine.

She turned her head to look at the cucumber not far away and sighed softly: "The cucumbers... are all dead. Are there any cucumbers left in the Aine family?"

Finally, school was over, but Mu did not choose to go home, but walked towards Aine's house.

She really wanted to know how many of the cucumbers she and Aine had planted together were still alive. The last time she visited these cucumbers was several months ago.

After arriving at Aine's house, Mu gently rang the doorbell.

The sudden ringing of the bell broke the silence of the house. After a moment, Aiyin's mother opened the door. When she saw that it was Mu, she was obviously stunned.

"Xiao Mu, why are you here?" Aiyin's mother's face was pale. She still hadn't recovered from the grief of losing her daughter. "Don't you have class?"

"Auntie, school is over." Mu responded softly.

"Is that so?" Aine's mother nodded slightly. Aine hadn't been to school for a long time, and she had long forgotten the school's schedule.

Mu answered Aine's mother's first question, "Auntie, I want to see the cucumbers that Aine and I planted together."

“Cucumbers?” Aine’s mother was startled. She moved a little slowly and pointed to the other side of the house. “Most of the cucumbers have withered and been thrown over there.”

After a pause, Aine's mother seemed to remember something: "By the way, Xiaomu, there is a pot of cucumbers that are still alive in her room."

Mu was stunned for a moment when she heard what Aine's mother said. However, she was not stunned because the cucumber was still alive in the pot, but because Aine's mother did not choose to call out Aine's name, but only called Aine "her".

Apparently, Auntie was devastated by Aine's passing...

"Then...Auntie, can I go and take a look?" Mu asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Aine's mother nodded.

After following Aine's mother to Aine's room, Mu stood at the door in a daze. The room was very clean, yes, clean in the physical sense.

Almost everything related to Aine was thrown away by Aine's parents - medicine, clothes, shoes, cosmetics...

It seems that this way, Aine's parents will be able to forget about Aine.

Mu didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and followed Ain's mother into the room that once belonged to Ain. The basin of cucumbers was placed on the table. Mu remembered that that place was where Ain used to put medicine.

Mu did not ask why Aine's belongings were thrown away. She knew that she was not qualified to ask. This time, she just wanted to see the memories she and Aine had together.

As if she could see what Mu was thinking, Aiyin's mother said softly, "Xiao Mu, if you want it, just take it."

"Huh?" Mu looked at her in surprise.

Aine's mother nodded. "We won't need it if we keep it, so you can take it. This is a memory of you and her, right?"

After saying that, Aiyin's mother picked up the small bowl of cucumbers and placed it in front of Mu. Mu took it in his hands, feeling the weight in his hands, and nodded: "Thank you, Auntie."

“Nothing.” Aine’s mother shook her head, doubts rising in her eyes.

Looking at Aiyin's mother's pale face, Mu said, "Auntie, if you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

"Yeah." Aine's mother gently stroked Mu's head, "Auntie knows."

After saying goodbye to Aine's mother, Mu returned home and placed the pot of cucumbers on the windowsill of his room.

Mu moved a chair and sat in front of the basin of cucumbers. She stretched out her fingers and gently touched the cucumbers. They were no longer as cold as she had feared.

At this moment, a smile appeared on Mu's lips: "Aine-chan, our cucumber is still alive."

"Everyone seems to be very busy recently... I sent many messages to Xiangzi, asking how she was doing, but she didn't reply." Mu gently stroked the cucumber and confided, "Su Shi is the same. It feels like she... seems to have distanced herself from everyone."

"Mingming... I missed you too." Mu gently picked up a cucumber and slowly leaned his face towards it. The slightly cool feeling on his face was very comfortable. "But... it seems like all my tears were shed at the funeral."

Mu forced a smile. "Even Mortis...can't cry. Aine-chan...is really cunning. You throw all this pain at everyone."

“Aine-chan…are you trying to see everyone’s reaction to losing you?” Mu muttered to himself, “Really, that’s it, right?”

"By the way, Aine-chan." Mu suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Cucumber, "Didn't you plan to return to MyGO once you're well? Then... do you want to listen to me play the guitar?"

At this point, Mu's mouth curled up slightly: "Now, you should be able to remember how you played the guitar before, right?"

As he spoke, Mu picked up the guitar in the corner. A thin layer of dust had fallen on it.

Without worrying about whether the dust would fall on him, Mutsu played the music softly. It was "Symbol I: ", a song that Aine liked very much.

However, perhaps because he hadn't played for a few days, Mu was forced to stop playing after playing for just over ten seconds because of trembling fingers.

"Huh? Why?" Mu stared blankly at the guitar in her arms. This was not what she imagined. She wanted Aiyin to listen carefully to her playing. Why was it like this?

Mu didn't believe it, so he put his hands back on the guitar strings and played for about a minute...

"Buzz!"

A sharp sound came from the guitar. I failed again...

Chapter 405: Crazy Thoughts

"Teacher." Chu Hua raised his hand in class.

"Oh, I understand. Triangle, you go ahead." The teacher nodded. She knew that Chuhua was going to Sumimi again today, but when Chuhua left, the teacher looked at her one more time.

Triangle-san's condition is visibly declining...

After Chuhua left, Hailing's neighbor turned to look at her, shielding her face with a book and whispering, "Hachiman-san, you Mujica haven't performed in a long time. Is Mujica going to disband?"

Hailing shook her head. She did not give the person at the next table a definite answer. To be precise, she herself did not know. Now there was no news about Xiangzi, and all activities of Mujica were suspended.

After Aine's death, Mujica seemed to have returned to its previous trend of disbanding.

"Oh, I see." The person at the next table thought Hailing was shaking her head in denial, so she withdrew her curious gaze.

When Chu Hua arrived at the agency, several staff members came up to him as soon as he entered the door.

"Mikanaka, how is Mujica now?"

"Yeah, what are your plans next?"

"I haven't heard anything about Mujica in a while. What does your agent think?"

"Where are the other members? Why haven't I seen them? Are they secretly rehearsing something?"

Chu Hua seemed not to hear the questions from several people. She continued walking and headed towards the company.

What about Mujica? How should I know?

Chuhua thought to himself that he had not been to Mujica since Aiyin's last surgery, and the same was true for everyone else. The current Mujica was almost dead in name only.

As for other people, Chuhua has only seen Hailing, her classmate. In the five days after Aine's funeral, she hasn't even seen Lixi. It seems that she was hit hard by this incident.

But Hailing seemed to be fine and came to school every day just like herself.

Arriving at Sumimi's lounge, Chuhua pushed open the door and went in. Inside, Mana was sitting on the sofa.

Through the mirror, Mana saw that it was Chuhua, and she was stunned: "Chuhua, you came to Sumi again today..."

This sighing voice reached Chuhua's ears. She forced a smile on her slightly pale face and nodded gently: "Why do you say that, Mana? Don't you welcome me to Sumimi?"

"Today is the fifth day in a row." Mana's face did not show much excitement. On the contrary, she had a hint of worry on her face. Chuhua's face was not good, "You obviously still have work in Mujica..."

"Mana," Hatsuka interrupted Mana, "When does Sumimi start activities?"

Hearing this, Mana paused: "Chuhua, is Mujica really okay?"