MYGO's guitarist has ice attribute bonus

"Mu, when you're done, I have something else to discuss with you."

Mu lowered his head and said nothing more.

Hailing, who had been sitting on the sofa and looking at the schedule, reminded: "Ruoye, it's time for you to go to the next set."

Eh? The next set? Is that... the filming location?

Thinking of the dark camera lens, Mu's eyes, which had just become a little angry, dimmed again.

She walked out of the lounge twisting and turning like a puppet whose fuse was about to break, heading to the next set.

When the filming was over, Xiangzi was already waiting for her in the lounge. There were only the two of them in the huge lounge.

Mu stood at the door, looking at Xiangzi who was writing the lines. She opened her mouth and her voice trembled a little: "Xiangzi..."

"Are you back?" Xiangzi closed his notebook and pointed to the sofa closest to Mu. "Sit down."

Mu sat down obediently.

"We've known each other for so long, there's no need to be so reserved." Xiangzi sighed. "Why did you say that today?"

"I am sorry."

Xiangzi frowned slightly, suppressing his inner restlessness: "Mu, no need to apologize. I just want to know why you said that. Can you tell me?"

"I... Xiangzi, when I get nervous..."

"Are you just nervous?" Xiangzi looked at Mu expressionlessly, and this look made Mu feel uneasy.

"Because... because..." Mu clenched his hands tightly, looking terrified.

Seeing this, Xiangzi took a deep breath and said, "Just tell me, I won't blame you."

"Because, before...she asked if Minami-chan had said anything..."

"Huh?" Xiangzi was stunned. Did Minami-chan and Mujica say that? Why would she say that? Could it be... that she didn't want to see Mujica succeed? Or... was there something else she meant?

In response, Xiangzi sighed and no longer took the matter to heart.

"Is that so? Namu, today's incident is not your fault." Xiangzi waved his hand. "Forget about that. I just told Yutenji that this is our promotion for AveMujica, right?"

"Yes."

"Since we're just trying to build momentum, let's treat this as a publicity stunt for our band. We can draw some traffic to our band and then fully absorb it during our subsequent national tour. Is that okay?"

"I……"

"All you have to do is show up for the camera and your performance." At this point, Xiangzi seemed to notice that Mu's mood had sunk even lower. He recalled what Aine had said to him again, "Mu, if you don't want to, you can tell me."

"I..." Mu lowered his head, "No."

"Is that so..." Xiangzi nodded. "Just tell me if there's anything. In that case, go back and have some rest. You still have a performance tomorrow. Oh, and don't do this kind of thing again. Be a celebrity and have the self-awareness you deserve, okay?"

Mu nodded and left the agency. She walked on the street in a daze. The street was spacious, but there was no place for her to stand.

If I told Xiangzi that I didn't want to appear on camera, what would Xiangzi do? Would he treat me the same way as Su Shi?

In an instant, Mu's mind was filled with the world's evaluation of her in the past few days.

[She is the daughter of Wakaba and actress Mori Minami!]

[Will you become an actor like your mother?]

[I really want to see you and Mori Minami co-star.]

[Did your parents lead you to start playing guitar?]

[What is your father's opinion of AveMujica?]

[......]

Like a mother? What does that mean?

Why... are all of them Mori Minami's daughters... Why hasn't anyone asked me what I think? I also want to express...

There has never been anything that belongs to me... Even I, in the eyes of others, am just the daughter of Wakaba and Mori Minami.

Mu stopped and leaned against the street lamp, her face was frighteningly pale.

A black car stopped in front of her, and the housekeeper got out and opened the door for her.

Mu calmly got in. Seeing this, the butler closed the door and got into the driver's seat. "Miss, I've almost finished checking the list of ALS patients you asked me to look up. I should be able to give you the information you want tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

But Mu didn't pay attention to what the housekeeper said. She was still struggling with the world in her mind.

My recording studio...is gone too...

Thinking of this, the pink figure emerged in her mind again, and her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

Aine-chan... I miss you so much... Didn't you say that you would always be by my side...

Why, and Guilty (Six) Liu Qiba Er Ba Su Shi she... Have you been deceiving me? You are so cunning...

Why can't you be mine alone?

Suddenly, Mu stopped, she lowered her head, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

Why can't you just be a good boy, Aine-chan?

"Miss?" The butler's voice sounded again, and this time, Mu finally responded.

She crawled out of her own world, her mouth returning to its previous calmness, and she looked at the butler blankly, as if waiting for his explanation.

"Miss, we'll be finishing the ALS list soon. I should be able to give you the results tomorrow."

"Oh, I see." Mu lowered his head.

ALS... I had completely forgotten about it... Aine-chan, I'm sorry, I'll meet you when the results come out.

Chapter 96 Mortis

At night, the Ruoye family was as silent as usual.

Mu opened her eyes from the bed, she came to the recording studio at home, hugged her guitar, and sat quietly on the broken stool.

Only at night does this place truly belong to you.

It was late at night, and although the Ruoye family was warm, Mu still felt a cool breeze blowing past her and couldn't help but shrink her body.

The cucumber doll on the guitar was lying on his face, which felt a little itchy.

"Xiao Mu? Insomnia again?" Mortis walked up to Mu, his voice revealing concern.

"Why... do I always mess up? Why do I always fail?"

"Nothing ever belongs to Xiao Mu." Mortis hugged Mu's toes.

Hearing this, Mortis hugged the guitar in his arms a little tighter, and at the same time, he held the doll that Aine had sewn for him in one hand: "No... It's not like that, Mortis, the doll that Aine gave me, and my guitar..."

Mortis shook his head: "But Sushi has already told us about her relationship with Aine-chan... Is Mushi still going to stick to her in a way that would hurt himself?"

“No, no, Aine-chan still wants to meet me… I…”

Mortis climbed up from Mu's toes and raised her head. "If Xiao Mu meets Aine-chan and she draws a line between you and her, won't Xiao Mu be even more heartbroken?"

"Mortis, Aine-chan wouldn't do that." Mu shook his head, "I know what kind of person Aine-chan is... She wouldn't do that, only her."

"Xiao Mu, have you thought it through? Aine-chan's feelings for you will probably decrease. Even so, have you thought it through?" Mortis hugged Mu's toes again, "Don't worry, no matter what you say, I will always be with you, Xiao Mu."

"Mortis..."

"Always."

Before I knew it, it was already the next day.

Mu stumbled to the agency, dragging her body that had not slept all night. The heavy guitar bent her waist. She held on to the wall, and every step she took consumed her already limited energy.

After taking countless deep breaths, Mu finally reached the door of the dressing room.

"Xiao Mu is here!"

"Bring the costumes, we're running out of time."

"Let me help you with your guitar."

Hearing this, Mu's body reacted instinctively. She raised her hand with great effort to block the staff's outstretched arm. Under the staff's slightly dazed eyes, she put the guitar on the ground herself.

When Mu entered the dressing room, Xiangzi turned around and said, "There's no time. I'll just tell you straight away. Mu is listening inside... Tonight, for us who have lost our masks, is not only our first masked ball, but also the first day of our upcoming national tour..."

In the dressing room, Qi Qiqiu was breathing heavily, with drops of cold sweat oozing from her forehead.

"Xiao Mu, it must be very painful."

At some point, Mortis walked out from Mu's feet, sat on his feet, and gently stroked his ankles.

Mu didn't say anything. To be more precise, she didn't have the strength to speak.

"Xiao Mu, blindly obeying them will only cause you more pain, won't it?"

"Xiao Mu, don't you want to be free from this pain and become Wakaba Mu instead of Wakaba and Mori Minami's daughter?"

Mu gasped and looked up: "Mortis..."

Mortis shook his head: "Xiao Mu, don't worry, leave everything to me, I will help you."

After saying that, Mu's entire body was like a puppet with its strings cut off, his hands and head hanging down helplessly...

"Give me back my smile!"

Miao Meng's sudden words awakened Mu's consciousness. She looked around and found herself on the stage.

Huh? Why am I on stage?

No! Why? Around... everyone... Xiangzi, what are they doing?

Suddenly, slides flashed before Mu's eyes...

The time I spent playing with Xiangzi as a child, the wonderful life with Crychic, my first encounter with Aiyin, the first time I received a gift made by someone, the first time I ate a meal specially made for me...

Without any warning, the beautiful fantasy collapsed in an instant, replaced by a series of painful pictures.

[I want to quit Crychic!]

[It’s all Xiao Mu’s fault, that time and this time too!]

[Really? But we're a couple, so this is normal, isn't it?]

[She is Wakaba and Mori Minami’s daughter!]

Picture after picture was played before Mu's eyes. She shook her head hard and wanted to retreat, but she felt like she was blocked by something.

Mu turned her head, but there was nothing. She wanted to escape, but found there was no way to go.

"Mortis? Mortis, where are you?"

"Xiao Mu..."

Mortis's voice ethereally reached Mu's ears and echoed around her, but Mu couldn't find the source of the sound.

Mu's voice was a little anxious: "Mortis...Aine-chan..."

"Xiao Mu, Aine-chan didn't come to our concert today... She..."

Hearing this, Muerling raised his head, his anxious gaze piercing through the slides and falling on the audience.

In the first row, that familiar pink figure, the figure that would get a response just by looking at her... is gone!

Aine-chan...really didn't come.

"Just dedicate everything to Ave Mujica!" As Xiangzi finished his last line, the audience in the auditorium also became excited. The strange dark red lights matched the audience's dancing, as if evil spirits were crawling out of hell.

Mu's body started playing as if it was a conditioned reflex, but just before Chuhua spoke.

A pink smiling face suddenly appeared in front of Mu.

"Mumu, goodbye."

Eh? Was that... Aine-chan?

There was a burst of tinnitus, and even the guitar that had been with him for the longest time stopped responding.

pat!

The pick in Mu's hand fell to the ground, making a quiet yet harsh sound.

At the same time, Mu seemed to have lost his support and fell directly onto the chair.

The sudden change made the people in the audience feel a little strange, and the whispers of the crowd reached Xiangzi's ears.