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It was as if everything Mu had just seen was just her illusion. Mu also hoped that the current Qingchuan Xiang was her true appearance, not that suffocating dead thing.

Mu was a little frightened. The sight of the broken water curtain on the surface reminded her of the environment at home: cold, depressing and inhumane.

I said the wrong thing again, just like on that rainy day before. The time I spent in CRYCHIC was clearly the most relaxed and free time for me, but I chose the wrong words. If Xiangzi hurt everyone in the band, then Mu was undoubtedly an accomplice in causing secondary harm.

Qingchuan Xiang couldn't spare any more energy to care about Ruoye Mu's thoughts for the time being. His low-heeled leather shoes made a rapid tapping sound on the ground. When he walked to the bar, Qingchuan Xiang waved to Miss Izumo as if nothing had happened. "Sister Izumo, can you make me a drink? Anything is fine. I'll go make mango juice for that customer."

"Okay." Izumo nodded. She had been standing behind the bar and could not see the face of Kiyokawa Xiang, who had his back to her when they were chatting harmoniously before. The distance also made it impossible for her to hear the content of their conversation.

And now Qingchuan Xiang looks normal.

As bartenders, Kiyokawa Xiang and Izumo were both very skilled. They each finished making their drinks in just a few minutes.

Qingchuan Xiang brought a round tray. This time, in addition to being a bartender, he also worked as a waiter. He placed the mango juice and the lemon tea made for him by Sister Izumo on the tray. He held the plate steadily with his left hand with five fingers spread out, and put his right hand behind his back with his upper body straight. As a waiter, he couldn't be as casual as a bartender. He had to be humble, old-fashioned, polite and considerate.

"Well, Miss Mu, here is your mango juice." Qingchuan Xiang stood beside the table. As a matter of etiquette, he could not face the guests directly or look at them casually. When taking the drinks on the tray, his eyes should follow the right hand that took and placed the cup.

The mango juice was placed steadily in front of Mu. Mu was a little at a loss. She didn't understand what Qingchuan Xiang was thinking now. She only felt that the water curtain had returned, but it was only a thin layer, as if it would disappear again at any time.

But now, the water curtain-like disguise that originally confused Mu now really made Mu feel at ease, because -

"Xiang, it looks like it's flowing."

At this time, Qingchuan Xiang, who was still in the "waiter" state, took over Mu's words very smoothly, which would have been confusing to others, and even replied seriously:

"I was a little out of control earlier, I'm really sorry."

Qingchuan Xiang placed his own cup of lemon tea at the other end, then grabbed the bottom of the tray with both hands, placed it in front of him, and bowed slightly. Since he was playing the role of a waiter, he had to act out the whole thing.

Then he let go of the tray with his right hand, grabbed it with his left hand, flipped it over, tucked it under his left armpit, sat down opposite Mu, crossed his legs, grabbed the cup of lemon tea and drank it.

The speed of identity change was so fast that Mu was overwhelmed and felt that his acting skills were no less than his parents' professional acting skills.

After watching Qingchuan Xiang guzzling lemon tea for a while, Mu remembered that he actually had a drink in front of him. He held the cup in his hands blankly, and gently held the bright golden-red straw that Xiang had specially selected to suit the mango juice - just like the golden skin of the mango with a hint of red, and sipped it in small sips.

Qingchuan Xiang drank half of the lemon tea in one breath, replenishing it into his body to act as a "water cooler". Although he had adjusted his mentality, he still had to drink something to feel completely at ease.

After taking a sip, he looked up and saw Mu, who looked very harmless and lovable, and he did feel a headache.

Xiao Mu really gave himself a big one...

I just thought that I might accidentally step on Xiao Mu's minefield, but it turned out that Mu blew up Qingchuan Xiang.

Since I set up my own file wall, I have almost never encountered the situation where my disguise was discovered. Although I was suspected by others when it was still immature in the beginning, I was able to fool them successfully in the end.

As a result, because he hadn't encountered such a thing for too long, he lost his sense of crisis. When Mu had exposed his weakness so bluntly, a strong feeling of disgust gripped his internal organs and he almost vomited.

There is no such thing as dry retching for Qingchuan Xiang. If he vomits, the scene will not be very pretty.

"Xiao Mu just asked me why I was pretending, right?"

Putting the cup on the table, Qingchuan Xiang clasped his hands and placed them naturally on his raised legs. It seemed that he had completely stopped caring about this matter, and he took the initiative to bring up the question that Mu had asked before.

Mu shook his head.

"You suddenly don't want to think about it anymore?" Qingchuan Xiang smiled helplessly, "Don't be like this, Mu, I can't always understand what you mean."

"But Xiang always knows what I mean..." Mu tilted his head.

"Well," Qingchuan Xiang scratched his head. "That's because Xiao Mu is really straightforward. Although he rarely shows any actions or words, as long as there are signs, they basically represent your true thoughts. Although it's tiring to observe, it's easy to understand after spending some effort."

But you really don’t have much to say...

"If you have any ideas, it's best to speak them out directly, whether it's to me or others..."

"It will hurt others. Even you, Xiaoxiang, will be hurt just now."

Qingchuan Xiang slowly chewed over every word in Mu's words. Observing Mu's behavior required more than just the eyes.

The word "even" made Qingchuan Xiang a little concerned. It seemed that Mu's straightforward words had always hurt some people, but before today, he seemed to have always understood what he meant to Mu correctly.

It seems that spending a lot of energy and concentration every time you have a harmonious conversation is useful?

Qingchuan Xiang naturally thought of the rainy day when Xiangzi quit... If Mu had hurt others and even left a shadow on himself because of his straightforward and precise way of expression, the most likely time was that day.

If that was the case, then I should have been the only special person in Mu's psychological shadow. I was not there that day, and I have always been very understanding of Mu... Although I can only understand some of Mu's actions, Mu should indeed be more relaxed when chatting with me.

And what just happened put more pressure on Mu.

Seeing that Mu Dayou was trying to keep his mouth shut even more than before, Qingchuan Xiang felt more and more troubled. This couldn't be okay. How could he make you autistic?

After thinking about it, Qingchuan Xiang sighed. Although he didn't know how Mu did it, she seemed to be able to see through his "philosophy of life". So it shouldn't be a big deal to let Mu know a little bit of the secret...

Mu is so quiet, he shouldn't let anything slip, right?

"Mu, you can't just give up expressing yourself because of your lack of expressive ability. That's self-loathing."

Qingchuan Xiang picked up the cup again and gently shook the liquid inside. The liquid in the cup reflected Qingchuan Xiang's distorted reflection.

"When you hate yourself, it's very painful. This is my experience."

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Chapter 58 The Throbbing of Life

"I used to be a rather boring person. I had no interest in anything. Just like you said, I was like a stagnant pool of water."

Qingchuan Xiang shook the lemon tea in the cup, the sour smell was paired with tasteless memories,

"My parents love me very much. To help me find motivation in life, they wanted to start with a hobby. They accompanied me in trying many things, from planting flowers to singing and dancing, but there was no progress until that day..."

Memories began to be mixed with a slightly salty and humid sea breeze, and moist water vapor filled the nostrils. Even though so much time had passed, Qingchuan Xiang felt as if he was back in that time and space again when he thought about it.

"It was an accident. We were on holiday at the beach as a family and I drowned.

"You don't want to know what that feels like, Mu. It's like the boundless sea water is pressing in from all sides, pouring into your nose, choking your throat and lungs, and your limbs are paralyzed by the feeling of suffocation, and..."

Although he was describing his experience of nearly drowning, which should have been terrible, Qingchuan Xiang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and even a smile appeared on his face.

"My heart started beating harder than ever before—

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen you look so worried, Xiao Mu. I know this doesn't sound normal. I mistook my near-death struggles for palpitations, which doesn't seem like a good thing, but I'm still alive and well."

Mu's brows were rarely furrowed, and his soft little hands were clenching the mango juice cup so tightly that they turned a little white. It was conceivable how worried Mu, who had always been considered cold, was about Qingchuan Xiang.

"Thankfully, my accident didn't happen at a fire. Otherwise, I'd be in real danger right now," Qingchuan Xiang said with a terrible joke. "Luckily, I've also found that this throbbing sensation has been transferred to all water sources. I've started to enjoy drinking water. Isn't that strange?

"I naturally fell in love with mixology. It's so simple to mix ordinary ingredients together, but it can create a variety of wonderful drinks with ever-changing tastes. I am deeply fascinated by this. It has become the foundation of my life."

"Then I began to realize how terrible and boring I used to be. I wanted to make my life more lively, but all my fun at the time was just focused on making drinks. But this was enough to motivate me to make a change."

From then on, Qingchuan Xiang really began to make use of her talents. She began to learn about interpersonal relationships in a rather unconventional way. However, since the reason for her awakening was so strange, this didn't seem to matter much.

The establishment of the archive wall system represents Qingchuan Xiang's attempt to truly integrate into people's lives. Qingchuan Xiang does not aim to become an "ordinary person", but just wants to try something that he could not do before. In order to refuse to solidify without any change, Qingchuan Xiang will continue to move even if it is a bad attempt.

Just as Qingchuan Xiang shakes the liquid in the wine glass in his hand, it is a microcosm of Xiang's life pursuit so far... You see, now Qingchuan Xiang has learned romanticism.

"So when Mu pointed it out directly just now, I was really scared." Qingchuan Xiang laughed out loud. Mu couldn't help but think, is this smile still her disguise?

Maybe, but aren’t the light spots reflected from the water curtain also shining?

"I've been acting like this for too long. I'm reminded of how I stood still in the past, and it makes me want to vomit. I'll never go back to that state again."

As if to express his determination, Qingchuan Xiang drank the rest of the lemon tea in one gulp, feeling extremely refreshed.

"So, Xiao Mu, you don't have to blame yourself for what you said. It really made me feel better to be able to confide in someone who sees through me. Besides my family, you're the first person who did that."

Mu did not respond. She carefully accepted Xiang's words. She was looking at Qingchuan Xiang's face. The water curtain that Mu originally thought was just a false disguise turned out to be the real thing that carried beautiful feelings.

"That's why Xiangzi..." Mu murmured to himself, already knowing in his heart why Xiangzi cheered up.

"Ah, speaking of Xiangzi, please don't tell anyone else about this, Xiaomu. I still hope to get along with everyone as a normal person."

Mu was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about something, and then slowly said: "Xiang, you don't want others to know about this, right?"

"?"

Wait, wait, wait, what you said gives me a strange sense of déjà vu.

Qingchuan Xiang has learned a lot of things over the years. Mu's remarks are a bit too dangerous. These are not things that a child like Mu should say.

"Can you teach me how to speak?"

Fortunately, what Xiao Mu said in the end did not develop in a bad direction.

"I want to learn how to express my thoughts well like Xiang."

Qingchuan Xiang was quite curious about Mu's request. Unlike Xiao Deng's life, Mu's request was much more practical. It was not a big deal to accept it. As for how to teach Xiao Mu to speak, Qingchuan Xiang actually had some ideas.

"How about you come and talk to me more often, Xiao Mu? You won't be able to grasp the feeling of this kind of thing without a lot of practice. If you're worried about offending others, then come to me." Qingchuan Xiang hummed proudly and patted his chest with his right hand, quite confident.

"Apart from anything else, I'm an absolute master at putting on a good front. In exchange, can I be as open and relaxed with you as I was today when chatting with Xiao Mu in the future?"

Xiao Mu nodded, and actually felt the sense of ease that he had only experienced in the band before. He didn't have to worry about being misunderstood or being trapped by things arranged by others.

Qingchuan Xiang was stunned. She actually saw Xiaomu revealing a faint smile, which made cute dimples appear on her cheeks. On Xiaomu's pearly white and delicate skin, it was like a small cucumber flower blooming after being watered.

I was thinking of taking this opportunity to ask Xiao Mu to tell me the details of what happened on the day the band disbanded. Now that Xiao Mu seems so nice, it would be a bit too mean to say that.

Qingchuan Xiang looked at the layout of VA-11 around him. It was a pity that this conversation did not take place in front of or behind the bar. That way, there would be an atmosphere of a bartender telling a story with a customer, right?

She was still a little confused about the atmosphere, but Qingchuan Xiang thought that the harmonious atmosphere must be quite good now.

Chapter 59: Pleasant Chat

Qingchuan Xiang had finished her lemon tea, but there was still most of the mango juice left in the cup in Xiaomu's hand. It seemed that in addition to Xiaomu's slow drinking movements, her small cherry mouth also limited the amount she could drink at one time.

Qingchuan Xiang looked at Xiao Mu who was still drinking mango juice slowly, then looked at the empty cup in his hand, smacked his lips, and started to feel greedy again.

Xiao Mu hesitated for a moment, released the straw from his rosy lips, held the cup with both hands, and walked straight forward to drink it, looking at Qingchuan Xiang with his round golden eyes. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was self-evident.

Qingchuan Xiang looked at the mango juice that Xiaomu handed to her, just like a little otter taking something out of its pocket and handing it to someone else. Her dull eyes gave people a feeling that she was very serious, which made people subconsciously want to accept it.

But... Qingchuan Xiang blinked, looked at the straw with some slight bite marks on the tip, and waved his hand:

"Xiao Mu, just drink it yourself. This is a coffee shop. If I want a drink, I can just make another one. If you want more after you finish your drink, you can order another one."

"But Xiaoxiang clearly looks like she wants to drink." Mu didn't retract her hand, still stubbornly stretching it forward. "Or is this just another pretense?"

"Not really..." Qingchuan Xiang's face was a little embarrassed, but since he had already revealed so much in front of Xiao Mu, there was no need to hide anything. "In fact, drinking a drink with someone is a very private act for me. It's almost the same as... kissing.

"Even when we eat at home and there's soup, my parents and sister will take care of me and each take a small bowl to scoop out the soup for me."

Although he and Xiaomu were already in a relationship where they had confided in each other, Qingchuan Xiang still felt something was not right that the relationship had developed to this point so quickly.

After hearing this, Xiao Mu finally withdrew his hand and stared at the straw in his cup for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Phew, luckily Xiao Mu is a very well-behaved and obedient type. If it were Deng, he would probably just lower his head and become depressed. After all, Xiao Deng is easily frustrated.

Apart from things like drinking the same glass of water with others, it is actually quite surprising that Qingchuan Xiang, who loves water very much, almost never goes to places like public swimming pools and water parks.

For Qingchuan Xiang, these places are really... too messy.

So instead, when Qingchuan Xiang is free at home, he often chooses to prepare drinks in advance and then soak in the bathtub at home.

Later, Qingchuan Xiang bought a very small air cushion swimming pool, which was only big enough for two people to lie in it. Two people had to squeeze together to avoid sliding out.

Qingchuan Xiang placed this small swimming pool next to the balcony of her home. She put on her swimsuit at home, and then lay on her back, stomach, or propped up and sat cross-legged in it.

In the scorching summer, choose a cool, refreshing sparkling drink or fruit tea... When the snow falls, brew a pot of hot tea or coffee with strong hot milk, and look out the window at the sky, which changes color with the season...

It would be even better if it could rain. The lingering drizzle and the heavy rain accompanied by strong winds can add more fun to the experience of Qingchuanxiang.

Xiao Mu's gaze shifted from the straw to Qingchuan Xiang's expression:

"Xiao Xiang received a kiss? With Xiangzi?"

"Huh?" Although Qingchuan Xiang quickly understood what Mu meant, he remembered that Mu and Xiangzi were childhood sweethearts who had known each other since they were young, so Mu should be quite clear about Xiangzi's character.

Mu should be confused that Xiangzi chose to accept his help. Moreover, when Mu and Xiangzi met just now, Xiangzi did not show any ignorance of the fact that Qingchuan Bookstore was the store of Qingchuan Xiang's family. He even had a very good relationship with Xiang and was willing to entrust his half of Mu to Xiang to take care of.

Xiangzi and Xiang have a good relationship + Qingchuan Xiang said drinking together is like kissing (does it mean that Xiaoxiang has experienced the feeling of kissing?) = Xiangzi and Xiang have kissed.

Qingchuan Xiang tried to deduce what Xiao Mu was thinking when he said this, and felt that there was a high probability that Mu really thought the same way as he had inferred.

Although it was understandable, Xiang couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at Xiao Mu's explosive speech. She was impressed by Mu's straightforwardness and discovered the reason why Mu's words sounded so "fast, accurate and ruthless".

Mu's ability to read people's expressions... No, it seems that Mu is not very good at reading expressions. Qingchuan Xiang prefers to believe that Mu has a very sharp intuition in terms of emotions. In short, since Mu can see through her disguise directly like before, Qingchuan Xiang has no doubt that she is the same to others.

Then when Mu spoke, he had no idea of laying the groundwork and would simply omit many of his ideas, just like now. If it weren't for someone as quick-witted as Qingchuan Xiang who could figure out the cause and effect of Mu's words, it would definitely shock others.

Xiao Mu, you are so good at talking... Qingchuan Xiang sighed in his heart.

"Well, first of all, Xiangzi and I have never kissed..."

When saying this, Qingchuan Xiang felt a little guilty. After all, in a hurry, in order to keep his brain working at high speed, he had to drink the Mojito that Xiangzi had drunk. And as luck would have it, between the two straws, he actually picked up the one that Xiangzi had used.

But this guilty conscience must not be shown on her face... Although it seems that whether she can hide it in front of Mu is still unknown, Xiang can't figure out how Mu sees through her.