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Chapter 104 I give you the sorrow of a person who has been looking at the lonely moon for a long time

Time passed quickly and it was half past ten in the evening. In a blink of an eye, the noise turned into silence, the lights were turned off, and everyone returned to their rooms early to rest.

However, Mochizuki Shuo, who was lying alone in bed, couldn't fall asleep. Even though he felt sleepy in waves, he couldn't fall asleep even when he closed his eyes.

Just as he was about to get up and drink a cup of hot milk, a slight creaking sound suddenly sounded, and his door was quietly pushed open a little, revealing a little light and a pair of gorgeous eyes.

Wang Yueshuo silently typed a question mark, not understanding who was coming here in the middle of the night and what they wanted.

The most likely suspects are the five girls in room 1603.

First of all, we can rule out the timid Goto Ichiri. Unless there is a special reason, she would never run into a man's room in the middle of the night.

The next one to be eliminated was the sleeping Ijichi Hongxia. Hongxia had a very exciting and enjoyable day today and was exhausted both physically and mentally. After taking a bath, she fell asleep quietly on the bed.

Next to be eliminated is the lively Kita Ikuyo...

In the end, the only two suspects left were the malicious Yamada Ryo and Mochizuki Rin.

Wang Yueshuo pondered, sorting out the most likely objects in his mind.

Tiny rustling sounds came one after another, sounding like the friction of clothes and the sound of stepping on tatami. The volume, which should have been tiny, seemed to be equipped with a loudspeaker in the quiet night, but it was not noisy or irritating. Instead, Mochizuki Shuo felt soothed, and the anxiety of not being able to sleep slowly dissipated.

The boy decided to wait and see who broke into the house and what their intentions were. He adjusted his heartbeat and breathing to normal, and lay quietly on the bed, pretending to be asleep, without saying a word.

The tiny sounds were getting closer.

"Shuo~?"

"Are you asleep already~?"

The girl's gentle and soft voice was like a trickle of water, whispering in his ears.

This sound...is it MIO?

Wang Yueshuo was stunned and suddenly felt at a loss.

Without hearing his answer, Akiyama Mio, who was sitting beside his bed, did not make any sound again. She just tiptoed onto Mochizuki Saku's bed, crossed one snow-white leg over Mochizuki Saku's body, put her feet on both sides of his waist, and looked down at the boy who was pretending to sleep.

"Are you really asleep?"

Wang Yueshuo thought that she would turn around and leave after asking a few questions and seeing no response, but she never expected that she would "get more aggressive" instead.

The girl quietly sat on his abdomen, and the two hands that used to write furiously and pluck the strings gently reached into his pajamas, happily stroking his abdominal muscles, and vaguely wanted to continue climbing up and challenge the limit.

The exquisite muscles with excellent touch made Akiyama Mio's cheeks flush like a drunken red. At the same time, she unconsciously let out an exclamation and a slight gasp, which made Mochizuki Shuo's bones feel soft.

"You're not sleeping in the middle of the night... and you come here to attack me?" Wang Yueshuo finally couldn't hold it in and opened his deep eyes.

There is no way, you have to understand, he is a virgin after all, a virgin in two lives!

"Aren't you awake?"

Akiyama Mio smiled and leaned over, face to face, noses touching. The girl opened her black eyes and, with the help of the moonlight outside the window, stared into the pair of gray-brown eyes for a long time.

Wang Yueshuo subconsciously held his breath, feeling her breath so close to him, the warm air spraying on his cheeks. The young man suppressed the itchy feeling on his facial skin, and his crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

Just when he was about to retort, Wang Yueshuo smelled a sweet fragrance.

Only then did he realize that the fragrance of the orchid had unknowingly filled the entire room.

"By the way, where did you get the room card?"

Mochizuki Shuo raised his eyes, looked at Akiyama Mio with a smile in her eyes, and asked in confusion.

"I took it from your pocket before I left."

".....You still have this trick?"

Mochizuki Saku rolled his eyes silently and propped up his upper body to lean against the head of the bed. Akiyama Mio sat obediently on his waist, changed the position of her hands and rested them on the wall on both sides of his neck, her slender figure leaning towards him.

Wangyue thought for a long time and finally asked, "If you can't sleep, why don't you go out for a walk? Take a walk on the beach or something."

As a childhood sweetheart who had known him for nearly 18 years, Akiyama Mio naturally noticed that something was wrong with Mochizuki Saku. She nodded and got off him. Her long snow-white legs sparkled in the bright moonlight and flashed before Saku's eyes.

Because of the specific heat capacity, it would be colder at the beach late at night, so they both changed into slightly thicker clothes than in the morning.

Maybe it was because it was late at night, the beach was deserted and quiet.

Akiyama Mio, wearing a white hooded shorts and slim-cut black trousers, and Mochizuki Saku, wearing a light khaki long T-shirt and ink-colored straight pants, walked side by side.

After all, there aren't that many idle people like them who stay up late at night and wander around. Mochizuki Saku smiled self-deprecatingly, and when he was about to put his right hand into his trouser pocket, Akiyama Mio's small hand held it tightly.

"It's a bit cold..." The slightly cold sea breeze blew up the corners of their clothes. Mio didn't even glance at the hand that was clasped with his. She deliberately shrank her body, looking very delicate.

The white moon, curved like a silver arc, casts a shallow light.

Akiyama Mio stretched out her other fair little hand and clasped it towards the moon. Her smooth black hair was given a soft luster by the moonlight. She gently stroked the hair hanging by her ears.

In Wang Yueshuo's eyes, the hazy moonlight seemed to cover her beautiful face with a layer of light white gauze, and the girl's expression could not be seen clearly under the white gauze.

"Go ahead, you must have something to say, right?" Akiyama Mio tilted her head.

Wang Yueshuo looked at the girl who was waiting for the next words. She placed her right hand next to her ear and made a microphone gesture. She tilted her head slightly, and her soft and thick hair swayed with it.

"After watching your performance, I suddenly felt a sense of relief." Wang Yueshuo opened his mouth, and his cold voice echoed in the empty seaside:

"When the applause and cheers rose one after another, I really realized how grand the after-school tea party was now, with thousands of loyal fans willing to travel thousands of miles across the ocean to see you. At first it was nothing, but later when I was lying in bed and thinking about it, I always felt a little depressed."

"The last time I had this kind of feeling was when I didn't get the chance to advance to the national competition in my third year of junior high school, and I heard the crying of my teammates who had worked so hard with me."

Wang Yueshuo thought of the girl who played the trumpet and always opposed him, and who cried bitterly that day, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Similar?" Akiyama Mio asked puzzledly.

"I always feel that... it is a summary of a certain part of my life and a confusion about where to go in the next part of my life." Wang Yueshuo sighed, "There are still many things in front of me, such as the college entrance examination, such as growing up with everyone who ended the band and becoming a popular band..."

"Lost motivation?"

"No.....probably not."

He traveled from his hometown in China to the parallel universe of Neon, and started to pursue music intermittently since primary school. Suddenly he turned around and looked at the boy standing in the center of the stage, well-dressed and winning flowers and applause. He suddenly felt so strange.

He subconsciously felt that it was not him. He was clearly a guy who was not good at speaking and had a fragile heart. He was the guy standing under the stage, looking at the glamorous "genius" on the stage with an envious look.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him: Look, this is you. You should be a star standing on the stage, free and easy, being praised by people and surrounded by flowers.

Which one is me?

Wang Yueshuo looked at the palm of his hand and murmured, "It's the unfamiliarity with myself."

His tone was so calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that could be seen anywhere.

........

Volume 1: Gentle and affectionate girls

Chapter 1: His Past

"Don't you feel unwilling?"

The young girl kept wiping her tears with her arms, but she couldn't stop the tears from wetting her blue and white school uniform.

The pair of light purple eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She looked directly at the boy in front of her who was holding a clarinet with a calm expression. Her throat choked with sobs and she made a sound that was clearly filled with tears.

The girl's questioning and crying awakened the boy from his confused mental world. He blinked, turned to look at the little girl with smooth black hair, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Reina, I'm sorry."

Hearing this abrupt apology, the girl seemed to have lit a fuse of gunpowder and exploded in the blink of an eye.

"Why are you saying sorry to me?!"

"Is your attitude towards playing and music so dismissive?!"

She said this coldly and violently, then pushed the boy away and ran away.

Watching the string of clear tears shattering in the air also left a deep mark in Wang Yueshuo's heart.

"My attitude towards music...?" The boy lowered his head, glanced at the clarinet in his hand that was shining brightly, and whispered to himself, as if questioning his inner heart.

He looked in the direction where the girl left. Her figure had disappeared. Shuo mumbled for a long time but couldn't say a word. He lowered his head in disappointment, put the clarinet into the box, and left the stage in a bored manner.

When he came to his senses, he had arrived at a remote corridor. The boy wiped the dust off the seat and sat down quietly.

The biting cold and the evening breeze made Wang Yueshuo's mind clearer. The image of the girl crying kept appearing in his mind. Wang Yue supported his forehead with one hand and stroked the clarinet case with the other hand.

"Hey, you're a talented musician~ Please let me find you."

A bright and cheerful voice came from behind him, followed by a brown-haired girl with a high ponytail who suddenly jumped out and bared her teeth and claws.

Her sharp eyes seemed to see through Wang Yueshuo's heart. She stretched out her finger, poked the boy's forehead, and sat beside him, her two snow-white, slender legs swinging back and forth restlessly.

With a mocking smile on her lips, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "I thought that hypocritical mask had been sewn tightly together with your face, but I didn't expect you to show such a lost and sad expression. Why, is it because you didn't get the opportunity to compete in the national competition?"

"...A little bit?" Wang Yueshuo thought for a moment and answered in a tone that he himself did not believe.

"(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk～～So that's not the case, then it's okay." The brown-haired girl with a high ponytail suddenly pinched Mochizuki Saku's cheeks, kneading them hard, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Then what is the reason? Mr. Genius in playing the flute?"

"Don't call me that..." Mochizuki Saku retorted incoherently.

"That's obviously the impression you give to others!" The girl rolled her eyes, loosened her hand, and out of boredom took out a small purple and black glittery gift box from her pocket and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

"Happy birthday, here's your birthday present."

"You remember that today is my birthday? I almost forgot." Wangyue smiled troubledly and asked tentatively: "Can I open it and take a look?"

"...It's up to you. It's your birthday, as long as you are happy~" The girl put her hands behind her neck and responded indifferently.

"Forget it, I'll open it when I get home. Isn't it popular to say that opening gifts on the spot is impolite and unromantic?" Mochizuki put away the gift box and put it in his trouser pocket.

"Okay, the gifts have been given out, and I wish you a happy birthday. So, tell me what makes you sad?" She saw the boy put away his gift, as if he exhaled a sigh of relief, with a lazy smile on his face, and asked urgedly.

"Maybe it's because I didn't take playing and performing seriously that I made the girls in the same wind band angry?"

"Is there any more? Is there any more?"

"Playing the flute is what she cherishes most, and I didn't take it seriously so she was angry." Mochizuki Saku thought of Reina's back as she ran away crying, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain.

"He is obviously extremely talented in playing the instrument and has the ability to imitate those famous figures in the history of playing the instrument at will, but he is not serious and does whatever he wants based on his talent. He thinks he should cooperate with the orchestra and not stand out from the crowd, so he can just get by without much trouble."

The girl with a high ponytail continued to speak on her own following what Mochizuki Shuo said, and then winked at him, indicating that this was my correct understanding.

Every word she spoke was like a sharp knife dissecting the bloody facts, causing Wang Yueshuo to grit his teeth.

Could it be that my previous practices were really wrong?

"She denied all the efforts I made. Why do you sound like it's all my fault?"

"Then why are you saying sorry?"

She lowered her voice and continued to ask forcefully.

"Because..." Wang Yueshuo was stunned, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"I really didn't perform at my best. During rehearsal, I also tried to keep up with everyone's rhythm and perform at the same steady level..."

"I knew that Reina really wanted to get the chance to advance to the Kansai Tournament, but I couldn't help her, so I apologize."

"But is my idea really wrong? Must I perform as nearly perfectly as Reina, making the orchestra look like an unnecessary foil?"

"No matter how hard she tries, that ordinary band will not advance, because that is definitely not a situation that she can turn around by her own strength!"

Wang Yueshuo poured out all the words that had been lingering in his heart for a long time. For the first time, he vented the emotions that had been pent up in his heart. He stared into the girl's lavender eyes, as if he wanted her to give an answer.

The girl suddenly retracted the sharpness she had just shown, and gently stroked his head, gently resting his head on her shoulder, and slowly spoke in a soft and soothing voice:

"If one person can't do it, then why not try with two people? If you also show your truest strength, then even if you still lose, at least she won't be angry with you, right?"

"Because what makes you sad is not the loss of the game, but her anger, right?"

"........"

"I think you understand what you want, Shuo." The girl patted the boy's head and encouraged him, "If you want to convey something but don't convey it to the other person, you will regret it."

Episode 2 Summer Vacation!