MYGO's guitarist has ice attribute bonus

Su Shi stroked the guitar body, gently and affectionately. Her movements were very light, as if she was treating a work of art. "Yes, I went to Aine's house this morning to get it. Fortunately, my uncle and aunt didn't deal with it."

Li Xi was stunned again: "Deal with? What does that mean?"

"It means exactly what it says." Su Shi gently plucked the guitar strings, the guitar's tone still clear, "Uncle and aunt have been dealing with Aine-chan's belongings a few days ago. This guitar is one of the few things left."

With that, Su Shi stopped strumming the guitar and looked up at Li Xi, "If you really want to disband MyGO and aren't afraid of not having much to remember Aine-chan by, then it's up to you."

After saying that, Su Shi put the guitar into the guitar bag and put it on his back again.

Li Xi hesitated. He had just been so determined to disband mygo, but the result... was the same again.

"I'm sorry..." Li Xi lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, "The reason I want to disband mygo... is because I'm afraid..."

"Afraid?" Hailing wondered.

"Yes." Li Xi nodded. "Every time I think of mygo, I think of her... I really can't live like this... I'm scared."

Li Xi no longer hid the secret from everyone and expressed her inner fear.

The next moment, his hand was held tightly. Li Xi raised his head and saw the light.

There were still traces of tears in the corners of Deng's eyes: "Lixi, I think of Aine-chan every day, and every day I spent with her... But, I don't want to disband mygo. Mygo carries too many beautiful memories for us."

Li Xi nodded: "I'm sorry, Deng, I'm too weak...that's why I had this idea. I apologize to you."

After saying that, Li Xi looked at Su Shi and Le Nai: "I'm sorry, Su Yue-yi~Shou*Fa Shi, Wild Cat."

After the apology, Li Xi turned his attention to Xiangzi again: "Xiangzi, you are right, MyGO was founded by Aine...so, she is the only one who can disband it."

Xiangzi nodded with a smile on her lips. Lixi's words made it very clear that they would never do such a ridiculous thing as disbanding mygo again.

Chapter 410 The world gradually regains its color

"Well... since Li Xi is no longer considering disbanding mygo, I'll go back first." Su Shi's light words sounded so harsh in everyone's ears.

Deng looked at Su Shi in confusion. The Su Shi in front of her felt unfamiliar to her. She had never seen Su Shi like this before. Deng felt that when she was in the first year of high school, Su Shi showed that "Why do you want to play Kasuga Shadow" look, which shocked her.

But I didn't expect that Su Shi had other appearances. I clearly remembered that when Su Shi was with Aine-chan, her eyes were always bright and sparkling, as if they were filled with stars.

Su Shi’s eyes are still beautiful now, but they lack the glow that makes people laugh along with her.

"Su Shi..." Deng called softly.

"Huh? What's wrong, Xiao Deng?" Su Shi looked at Deng in confusion.

"I feel...you are a little strange." Deng timidly expressed his thoughts.

After Deng finished speaking, everyone except Xiangzi nodded. They also felt that Su Shi had an indescribable sense of strangeness.

We were laughing and playing together not long ago, but now we are like strangers.

"Strange?" Su Shi repeated Deng's words. After a moment, she nodded, "Maybe. I feel a little strange too."

Su Shi did not deny Deng's words, nor did she intend to deny them. When did she become like this? She herself did not know.

It seemed like yesterday? Or a few days ago, or maybe even earlier... Su Shi didn't know.

"Then I'll go back first. Goodbye everyone."

After waving goodbye to everyone, Su Shi turned and left the cafe. Walking out of RiNG, Su Shi changed her posture. She hugged the guitar bag to her chest as if she was holding something precious.

And indeed it was—this was one of the few things that Aine left behind.

Her steps were not fast, and her long hair swayed gently with her movements, the ends of her hair glowing a bright flaxen color in the sunlight.

The midday sun made the streets look white.

Su Shi walked past the dessert shop they often went to, the breakfast shop she and Aine went to, and the square that was bustling with people every day.

The guitar strap hurt her shoulder a little, but she didn't want to adjust it. Instead, this slight pain made her feel a little bit of the reality of life.

Su Shi returned home and subconsciously shouted, "I'm back."

But at home, no one responded to her.

In order to prevent her mother from worrying about her, Su Shi acted as if she had recovered yesterday and told her mother that she could go to work at any time.

Thinking of this, Kamisume was suddenly stunned. Perhaps... she already had the answer to her morning doubts about when she became like this - she should have been like this when Aine-chan passed away, but in order not to worry her mother... she deliberately pretended.

But now...I'm the only one at home.

She went to the second floor and opened the door of her room. The room was very tidy.

Before leaving yesterday, my mother came to help clean up and took away all the scattered medicine bottles and medical records, leaving only some ordinary, normal traces of life.

Su Shi carefully placed the guitar next to the sofa, put away the guitar bag, changed her clothes, took the guitar, walked out of the room, and returned to the living room.

Putting the guitar on the sofa in the living room, Su Shi walked into the kitchen.

There were ingredients prepared by her mother in the refrigerator. Su Shi took out a few and started cooking.

The sound of chopping vegetables is particularly clear in the quiet kitchen.

In the past, when Aiyin lived in my house, she would come to peek at me cooking from time to time, and sometimes she even wanted to show off her cooking skills, but unfortunately I didn't let her do as she wished.

Thinking of Aine's resentful expression, Su Shi's lips curled up slightly.

The next moment, Su Shi's hand paused. The blade cut her finger. She lowered her head and watched the blood flow out. It was strange that she didn't feel much pain.

Su Shi walked out of the kitchen. She remembered that Ain had left a lot of Band-Aids at her house. However, because Ain didn't have a fixed place to put things at home, Su Shi had to pick up all these things.

As expected, Su Shi found the Band-Aid left by Aine in a familiar place - it was given to her by Deng.

Su Shi picked up a random Band-Aid and put it on the injured area, then returned to the kitchen.

The meal was prepared quickly.

The slanting sunlight sprinkled into the living room. Su Shi was a little confused. She hadn't been cooking for long, so why did it feel like the sun had set so much?

When she raised her eyes and fixed her gaze on the clock, she was stunned. The hour hand pointed at "2". She had been cooking for more than an hour.

It’s strange. I’m obviously very skilled at cooking, so why does it take me so long?

After thinking about it, Su Shi attributed the reason to accidentally cutting his hand, which slowed down his efficiency.

Su Shi sat on the sofa, picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, then frowned - it was too salty. She tasted other dishes and they were also too salty.

If the slow cooking can be attributed to accidentally cutting your hand, then what about the saltiness?

Su Shi lowered her head and looked at her food, but... I remembered that I didn't add any salt, so why was it salty?

"Is there something wrong with my sense of taste?" she murmured to herself. Only then did Su Shi realize that her cheeks were wet. She wiped them with the back of her hand and continued to eat quietly.

After dinner, she cleared the dishes and cleaned the kitchen spotlessly.

Walking out of the kitchen, Su Shi picked up the guitar on the sofa and walked towards the balcony. This open-air balcony is a place she likes very much. From here you can see a good city view, which is especially beautiful in the evening.

Su Shi sat on the sofa and gently plucked the strings of the guitar. The guitar emitted a crisp sound that echoed in the cool winter air.

"Really, Soyorin, you don't play the guitar as well as I do." Aine's voice rang in Sushi's ears.

Su Shi nodded, a hint of color returning to her eyes. She sighed helplessly, "Of course, Aine-chan, you're the guitarist of MyGO, and I'm the bassist. Of course, I'm not as professional as you."

The last note dissipated in the air. Su Shi raised her head and looked at the sky that was gradually turning orange. Aine-chan also liked this balcony very much.

Su Shi's fingers touched the strings again, and she played wildly. Su Shi didn't know the rhythm and melody of this impromptu song. The only thing she knew was that this would allow her to vent her emotions.

After a long while, Aine's voice sounded again: "Are you done playing?"

"Well, I'm done."

On the balcony, the sound of the guitar drifted with the breeze.

Su Shi closed her eyes, as if she could feel Aine sitting next to her, just like countless times in the past.

The evening sunlight stretched her shadow very long, but there was no other person's shadow next to it.

Chapter 411 The disappearing guitar sound

When the morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, Xiangzi was already awake. Or rather, she had hardly slept at all, and the keyboard shone with a faint metallic luster in the morning light.

She got off the bed, reached out and gently tapped a piano key. The crisp sound was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Xiangzi picked up the phone and swiped the screen.

The lock screen photo was a photo of her and Aine. Aine was smiling at the camera, and she was leaning on Aine's shoulder, looking peaceful and beautiful.

Her thumb lingered on the screen for a moment before she clicked on the address book.

The last message in the Mujica band group was posted before Aine underwent her last surgery. Xiangzi's fingers hovered on the screen for a few seconds, then began typing.

"Is everyone free today? If so, I want to discuss something with you at the agency."

After sending the message, Xiangzi put his phone aside and got up to wash up.

Cold water splashed on her face as she stared at herself in the mirror. There were noticeable dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were a little chapped from lack of water. She mechanically applied lip balm, a small gift from Aine earlier, in the strawberry flavor that Aine loved.

The sound of a vibrating cell phone came from the bedroom. Xiangzi wiped his face and went back to check.

Mu was the first to reply: "Okay."

Chu Hua followed closely behind: "Xiao Xiang, when?"

Xiangzi replied, "Nine o'clock."

After Xiangzi finished replying, Miaomeng and Hailing also agreed.

Xiangzi looked at the time on his phone: seven fifteen.

It was still early before nine o'clock, but she had nothing to do, so she might as well go early. Thinking of this, Xiangzi put the lyrics and music she had written in her bag, put on her back, and left the Toyokawa family.

When Xiangzi arrived at the agency, he was surprised to find that others had already arrived.

"You guys are here so early." Xiangzi glanced down at his phone, "It's only eight o'clock."

"There's nothing to do at home anyway." Hailing said, and the others nodded.

"Xiaoxiang, why did you call us all here so anxiously? Is there something wrong?" Chu Hua's face was still pale, but compared to the previous few days, it had improved a lot.

Miao Meng nodded, even though Xiangzi had just called them out yesterday: "Xiangzi, what's going on?"

Hailing glanced at the others: "Is it about Mujica?"

Xiangzi nodded, her voice a little timid: "I want to use a song to commemorate Xiao Ai, is that okay with you?"

"Song?" Mu blinked, a glint of light flashing in her originally calm eyes. She nodded, "I think I can do it."

"Indeed." Miao Meng nodded in agreement. "But why did Xiangzi suddenly think of using a song to commemorate his beloved son?"

Xiangzi lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse: "It's just... when I locked myself in the room a few days ago, there were many things I wanted to say to Xiao Ai."

"Really..." Chu Hua forced a smile, "I really support Xiao Xiang. So, am I going to write the lyrics today?"

"Actually, Chuhua, I've already written the lyrics and finished the music." Xiangzi took out the song he had prepared from his bag. "These lyrics... are what I wanted to say to Xiaoai."

Chuhua was stunned when she heard Xiangzi say that the lyrics had been written. Although she knew that Xiangzi could also write lyrics, generally speaking, she only gave her some suggestions and left most of the writing work to herself.

"I didn't expect Xiaoxiang has already completed all the tasks." Chuhua took the song handed over by Xiangzi and looked at it carefully.

The lyrics are very much in Xiaoxiang's style, subtle and sincere.

Chu Hua handed the song to Hai Ling who was beside her. Then she looked at Xiang Zi's face and said softly, "Xiao Xiang, what's the name of this song?"

Xiangzi shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't chosen a name yet."

After the other three had finished watching, Miao Meng affirmed Xiangzi: "Xiangzi, this song is good."

Mu clutched the sheet music and looked at it for a long time: "It's very suitable for everyone."

"By the way, has everyone practiced during this period?" Hailing's words quieted down the originally noisy lounge.

Feeling the sudden change in the atmosphere, Hailing had an answer in her mind: "It seems that there is no..."

Miao Meng shook her head, denying Hai Ling's words: "I have been practicing all the time, whether it is rehearsal or performance, there is no problem."

"Me too." Chu Hua nodded, but his pale face still made others suspicious.

As if sensing the others' confusion, Chu Hua explained, "I just need to rest more. I went to Sumi a few days ago. I'm fine."

After the two finished expressing their opinions, Hailing looked at Xiangzi and Hemu. She was sure that her skills were no problem. "What about Xiangzi and Hemu?"

"I'm fine," Xiangzi turned his head away. "Although I'm a little rusty, my muscle memory is still there, so it's no big deal."

Everyone's eyes fell on Mu, but seeing that Mu kept his head down, their hearts skipped a beat.

"Mu?" Xiangzi called softly.

"Sorry..." Mu's body trembled slightly. "A few days ago, I played the guitar... and it never worked..."