Band Girl Drink Mixing Action

Qingchuan Xiang and Deng walked together to the huge aquarium that covered the entire wall of one side of the exhibition hall, and then walked forward side by side as if following a river.

Qingchuan Xiang walked on the side close to the aquarium. She tilted her head as she walked, watching every flow of water and listening to every rise and fall of waves. Under the deep blue light, Qingchuan Xiang's outline became increasingly blurred, and the boundaries seemed to be gradually disappearing. Perhaps in the next moment she would merge into the constantly rotating tidal current.

Deng took Xiang and Shui into his eyes, and subconsciously used some force to hold Qingchuan Xiang's hand back.

As the two of them walked, Qingchuan Xiang's pace gradually slowed down, while Deng was slightly immersed in his own world and did not notice that their positions had gradually changed to Deng walking in front and leading Qingchuan Xiang.

It was not until Qingchuan Xiang completely stopped that Deng, who was still walking forward, suddenly felt his hand being pulled, and only then did he realize that Qingchuan Xiang had stopped.

Deng turned around and found that Qingchuan Xiang seemed to be in a state of abnormality. Her attention seemed to be completely focused on the water. Deng's gentle call could not bring her back to her senses.

"Xiao Xiang?" Feeling a little worried, Deng pulled the hands they held together hard until Qingchuan Xiang staggered. Only then did Qingchuan Xiang finally react.

"Oh, sorry, I just saw someone waving at me from the other side of the river."

"Eh, Sanzu River...?" Deng hurriedly touched Qingchuan Xiang's body up and down with his hands, afraid that Qingchuan Xiang's body would become transparent in the next second and head towards the river leading to the underworld.

"I was just joking, Deng." Qingchuan Xiang, feeling like he was being nudged by some small animal, and his ticklish spot was being tickled, suddenly burst into laughter. "Wait, it's really itchy there... I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have told Deng such a joke."

"Is this really just a joke?" Deng raised his head, his face tense and his eyes red. "Xiao Xiang looks uncomfortable. Is it because of me?"

To be honest, it was not all a joke. Qingchuan Xiang did have hallucinations just now, but it was not a pitiful little river, but a vast ocean, and he was drowning in the depths of the ocean. Pressure from all directions was piling up on him, his ears were buzzing under the high pressure, and his throat was blocked by sea water, without a trace of air.

Qingchuan Xiang touched his throat. It was not just an illusion, but the familiar feeling of suffocation also gripped his lungs and throat. It should have been just an illusion, but his body still automatically started to breathe heavily.

Since the accident at the seaside when I was a child, this kind of thing has happened quite a few times.

It's really strange that I almost drowned, but in the end I became overly dependent on water.

"How could it be because of you, Xiao Deng? Rather, it was because of you that I wasn't taken to Sanzu River."

"Is this a joke or not..." Deng was getting more and more distressed. He was too stupid to tell whether Xiaoxiang was joking or serious. Just as he was worried and tangled, he took out the band-aid again.

Qingchuan Xiang blinked. If he took out the Band-Aid before to put it on his red face, where was he going to put the Band-Aid on now?

Because he was too curious, Qingchuan Xiang did not stop Deng from putting a Band-Aid on himself this time since he was not injured.

Instead, he looked at the light and carefully removed the "Sperm Whale" band-aid. After repeatedly confirming that Qingchuan Xiang had no intention of refusing, he carefully wanted to stick it on the side of Qingchuan Xiang's throat - exactly where Qingchuan Xiang felt the most suffocated.

Oh, is Xiao Deng so perceptive? Can he directly detect the most severe part of my mental hallucination?

During this process, Deng's small hands inevitably touched Qingchuan Xiang's neck. The faint throbbing of the carotid artery, the slight but palpable pulsation, through the touch of Deng's fingertips, mixed with Deng's own heartbeat.

"Hahaha, it's so itchy." Deng's movements were too gentle, and Qingchuan Xiang felt more of a subtle tingling sensation.

It was different from the last time Deng touched her body, because it was her neck, a more fragile part that was usually harder to be touched, so it seemed even more sensitive and unbearable.

The sudden crisp laughter made Deng like a frightened bird. He subconsciously wanted to retract his outstretched hand, but Qingchuan Xiang grabbed it first.

"I knew Xiao Deng would want to back out again." Before he could hold back his laughter, Qingchuan Xiang had already prepared his hands, "I will hold it in, Xiao Deng, please continue."

Qingchuan Xiang guided Deng's hand back to his exposed smooth neck, pressed it there himself, and the little finger of his hand quietly pulled down his collar, removing the last insignificant obstacle to Deng's actions.

So moist...

For some reason, there was a thin layer of water droplets on Qingchuan Xiang's body, which wet Deng's fingers as soon as he touched them.

"Ah, this is sweat." After struggling with the lamp for so long, Qingchuan Xiang couldn't help but sweat a lot even though he was wearing a loose and breathable T-shirt, but fortunately he was not drenched in sweat.

Is this sweat? But it doesn't feel sticky when touched. It is like the stones collected by lamps and placed at home, which are as cool as the dew condensed in the early morning. If you pick up the stones and put them on your face at this time, you can feel a hint of coolness.

Deng felt that he might be sweating too, and felt a little hot all over. He even wanted to put his face against Xiaoxiang's neck.

But it’s not possible now, Xiaoxiang is still feeling uncomfortable... Deng Amber looked at the blue blood vessels that were constantly trembling and appearing and disappearing with her breathing, feeling a little distressed.

A band-aid that won't stick if there's water.

Deng tried hard to use his fingers to slowly scrape a small area of skin on Qingchuan Xiang's neck, trying to make it dry enough.

The lamp was soon successful, but because Qingchuan Xiang's smooth and fair skin was perhaps too fragile, it turned a little red under the friction of the lamp, and it was clearly visible in the eyes of the lamp.

Deng pursed his lips and put the sperm whale that had been prepared long ago on it.

"Is it useful, Band-Aid..."

It actually worked. Qingchuan Xiang touched the bandage on his neck in disbelief. Even though it was physically attached, it made the suffocation he felt so much less intense.

However, when I touched the carotid artery on my neck, I found that my heartbeat seemed to have accelerated a lot.

My heart was beating very hard, but this time it didn't seem to be the "suspension bridge" reaction when crossing water.

"Xiao Deng is amazing. I feel much more comfortable now."

Deng's grip loosened: "Great..."

"Do you still want that? I have clownfish and tiger sharks here..."

Deng seemed very happy that his Band-Aid was put to good use. He dug out the remaining Band-Aid that had been rejected earlier, and seemed to want to continue putting it on Qingchuan Xiang to completely relieve Xiang's discomfort.

Seriously, is there really anyone who dislikes a girl like this? Anyone who can hold off on liking Xiao Deng for 30 seconds must be a genius, right?

Chapter 39 A Moment

Although the subtle feeling of suffocation has been reduced a lot after applying the Band-Aid, if this continues, my attention will still be attracted by the water from time to time.

But this is not a problem for Qingchuan Xiang.

"Xiao Deng, come and hold my hand." Qingchuan Xiang extended his hand to Deng without hesitation, "This way, Xiao Deng won't have to worry about me being taken away by the people from Sanzu River."

Standing in front of Xiaoxiang? Like when I was the lead singer in the band? I can't do that.

"I'm going to mess it up again..." Bad memories appeared in Deng's mind again, and Xiangzi's words "Deng is the one who should practice the most" kept lingering in his ears.

From the very beginning, the person who made Takamatsu Deng discover his singing talent and said that his singing could express the cries in people's hearts was Toyokawa Shoko.

It was Xiangzi who helped her find a place that could bring her warmth, allowing her to express her hidden emotions through singing, and allowing her to be understood and enlightened by others.

But it was also Xiangzi who, after quitting the band and criticizing himself for being the one who "should" practice the most, was the one who caused the family that gave him everything he longed for to fall apart.

Deng was about to cry, and even a tear had already accumulated in her eye. Qingchuan Xiang was keenly aware of this.

Well, it seems that I don’t need the lamp to guide me. The tear that is about to cry but has not yet been shed brings me greater attraction than the huge source of water behind me.

Now I don’t have to worry about ignoring the small light.

Qingchuan Xiang led Deng to an empty bench, pressed her shoulders, and asked her to sit down. Deng lowered her head, the huge vortex of emotions still brewing, forming a crystal tear that swirled in her eyes.

"Would you like something to drink?" Qingchuan Xiang suddenly remembered that he hadn't drunk water for a while. It seemed that his thirst for water had been postponed due to his excessive drinking.

Qingchuan Xiang also sat down and opened the backpack he had been carrying to carry extra clothes, which naturally also contained the water he wanted to drink.

A huge, opaque kettle, with the sound of ice cubes stirring the water and hitting the walls, was taken out. Then, two classic glasses were taken out of the backpack.

Deng still didn't respond, so Qingchuan Xiang continued with what he was doing, placing the glasses in front of himself and Deng respectively.

The idea of playing Xiangzi was dismissed, as I had already seen through it to some extent.

The lamp is a volcano that may erupt at any time due to a fuse, but the unusual thing is that other volcanoes vent their emotions madly, while the lamp hurts itself.

What should have been an outburst to relieve stress turned out to be even more stressful for myself.

The trigger should be the disbandment of CRYCHIC, or to put it more directly, Xiangzi's departure.

Qingchuan Xiang hummed a little tune and unscrewed the lid of the kettle. Due to its good heat preservation performance, a cool fragrance emanated from it the moment the kettle was opened.

Bring the mouth of the kettle to your nose and sniff carefully, the aroma will have distinct layers, with a hint of sweetness from the blue curaçao syrup, a touch of sourness from pineapple and lemon mixed with a hint of sweet fruit, and blended with the unique milky flavor of the special coconut milk, it reminds you of the tropical sea and beach.

And after pouring it out of the kettle, its eye-catching sea blue is indeed exactly the same as the ocean, as if the ocean is contained in this small glass cup, forming a microscopic miracle.

When filling the drink for Deng, Qingchuan Xiang specially picked out a relatively well-formed round ice cube. With the rendering of blue curacao syrup, the originally transparent ice cube was dyed with a dreamy blue color.

Put the ice cubes into this glass of sea blue. The ice cubes absorb the scattered light reflected from the glass and turn into a crystal clear blue planet.

Holding this beautiful drink, Qingchuan Xiang shook it back and forth in front of Deng, forcibly attracting Deng's attention.

It turned out to be quite effective. The planet that looked like an ice cube soaked in the ocean in a cup was the finishing touch. It just swayed past Deng's eyes and diverted Deng's attention.

"Hehe, being distracted on a date is a big minus for your points." Qingchuan Xiang said this without remembering that he was strolling in front of the Sanzu River not long ago.

"Here, this is for the lamp."

Because of his love for Xingxing, Deng subconsciously took the drink, but he was hesitant to take a sip.

Qingchuan Xiang has already started drinking his own portion. The sweetness of the juice in the cup is like the breeze and drizzle at the seaside. The splashes on the water surface when drinking are like waves, making people enjoy the gentle sea breeze on their faces.

"Deng, don't you want to drink? I still have a lot here." Qingchuan Xiang had already finished a glass, but saw Deng still staring at his glass without taking a sip.

"I feel like it would be a shame to drink it directly..."

"Beverages are made to be drunk. No matter how beautiful they are, they can't be used as permanent decorations. If they're left sitting there, they'll go bad."

"Is something as precious as this destined to not last a lifetime?"

"A lifetime..." A very heavy word suddenly appeared.

Qingchuan Xiang could not understand the question raised by Deng. In her opinion, the word "lifetime" represents solidification. A drop of water has lost its vitality, no longer flows, and remains still.

Qingchuan Xiang hates things that never change.

But Qingchuan Xiang did not intend to blame Deng for this, and even tried to understand Deng's thoughts. Perhaps when he understood the other party, he would be able to appreciate the beauty of "a lifetime"?

"What does Deng want to be with for the rest of his life? Is it the band? But relationships are bound to be unstable due to complex emotions. Even a simple confession of love can destroy a seemingly stable circle of friends. This is my experience."

Kiyokawa Xiang's words might have been too harsh for Deng. Under normal circumstances, he might have chosen his words more carefully.

"Especially when there are more people, it becomes more difficult to maintain stability. There are always gaps between different mindsets, and it needs to rely on everyone to constantly maintain it, but sometimes it just can't withstand the sudden unexpected events.

“Like CRYCHIC, like Xiangzi.”

Qingchuan Xiang put down the cup, squatted in front of the lamp, which lowered its head and seemed to be sobbing, and saw the tear that was about to burst out.

"The light may exist in your lifetime, but it is definitely not something you can obtain by standing still like you are doing now."

"what should I do……"

“Seize every moment that makes you happy. If you accumulate those moments one after another, maybe they will become a lifetime.”

"Every happy moment...?"

"I can't guarantee that you can really get the life you want, Xiaodeng, in this way. Just treat it as the fantasy of a romantic drunkard." Qingchuan Xiang winked playfully with a shining and beautiful smile.

Deng didn't say anything, as if she was thinking about Qingchuan Xiang's words. Through her tearful eyes, Deng saw Qingchuan Xiang's eyes, which were more brilliant than the blue planet in the cup.

"Then Xiaoxiang, are you willing to be with me forever?"

"Wow, Deng is so bold, he actually put his knowledge into practice on me right away?" Qingchuan Xiang exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"But unfortunately, I can't guarantee what will happen in the future. Honestly, Deng and I are probably the worst compatible combination."

One is confused about the true nature of emotions, while the other is longing to be understood but finds it difficult to express his or her own thoughts.

Even now, it is not certain whether the two are really on the same wavelength. Can two people like this really stay together for a lifetime?

"But perhaps I can give you a little encouragement."

Qingchuan Xiang stood up and poured himself another glass of the sea-blue drink.

"Just as at the bar, mixing drinks is the art of communication, and drinking is a consensus of the soul, then clinking glasses is my most sincere blessing."

Qingchuan Xiang raised his glass. "Let's put aside those annoying trivialities. Although we are still underage and can't numb ourselves with alcohol, why not believe in foolish romanticism? Beautiful fantasies are just as intoxicating and make us believe in a bright future."

I believe that I will eventually understand emotions, and then I will have an unconditional belief that you will get what you want.

Infected by this enthusiasm, Deng clumsily imitated Qingchuan Xiang's actions and raised his glass together.

Qingchuan Xiang smiled with satisfaction, and took the initiative to extend the cup in his hand and clink it with Deng.

Ding--

Just like the sound of everything settling down, the blessing with the fragrance of sea breeze and fruit reached the ears of the lamp.

Qingchuan Xiang drank it all in one gulp, and Deng quickly followed suit, drinking it mouthful by mouthful.

“It’s delicious…”

"That's great. I don't want our first moment together to leave any bad memories."

"Huh?" Deng was stunned.

"What's your reaction?" Qingchuan Xiang raised an eyebrow, then immediately guessed what Deng was thinking and laughed teasingly, "Hahaha, I just said I can't guarantee what will happen in the future.

"Really, Deng, we're on a date now. Would I be so tactless as to reject you at this time?"

Looking at Qingchuan Xiang who was laughing at him so wantonly, Deng did not feel embarrassed at all, and even couldn't help laughing out loud.

This shining moment will definitely be remembered by myself for the rest of my life.

Chapter 40: Hangover