Band Girl Drink Mixing Action

"Mu, I understand. Let's stop here for now."

Xiangzi naturally noticed Qingchuan Xiang. Now that he knew what he wanted to know, he stopped talking about the unpleasant topic.

"Miss, your tea."

"Thank you." Xiangzi took the tea and took a sip without putting it down. His frown immediately relaxed. "It's as delicious as ever."

"It's my pleasure." Qingchuan Xiang pretended to be pretentious, drew a big circle in front of his body with his right hand, and finally touched it to his chest, bowing deeply.

"Mango juice is delicious too..." Mu suddenly interrupted.

"Ah." Qingchuan Xiang blinked, thought for a moment, then kept his right hand in front of his chest, and did the same with his left hand as before, and saluted again, finally turning into a strange posture with both hands folded in front of his chest.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Mu~"

"Pfft." Xiangzi burst out laughing and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too much, but a small breath still escaped. Even Mu did the same, covering his mouth.

The originally heavy atmosphere was suddenly swept away. Xiangzi was forced to laugh at Qingchuan Xiang's unusual behavior, and his emotions were incoherent.

"You're so weird..." Xiangzi said with a slight frown, "Xiang, you should sit down too."

"Hey, so there's something about me?" Qingchuan Xiang exclaimed.

"Okay, stop being weird. Put your hands down. Aren't you afraid that others will think you're weird if they see you?" Xiangzi reached out and tapped Qingchuan Xiang. Since Qingchuan Xiang was standing, he could only tap her elbow. "I'm just explaining what's going on between you and me to be friendly."

"Okay..." Qingchuan Xiang was about to sit down, but found that the chairs that he and Mu had placed together when they were listening to music together had been pulled to the other side, where Xiangzi was now sitting opposite Mu.

Xiangzi did not sit on the chair himself, but placed it next to him, waiting for Qingchuan Xiang to come over.

Is it necessary to sit so close to talk about things? Although he was puzzled, Qingchuan Xiang did not hesitate and walked directly to Xiangzi and sat down.

Xiangzi said that she wanted to clarify the matter between her and Qingchuan Xiang with Hemu, but she did not let Qingchuan Xiang speak at all. She directly explained the "content of the contract" between the two of them to Mu.

Sure enough, Xiangzi and Harmony's relationship is even deeper than what they showed in CRYCHIC before. The contract has already touched upon Xiangzi's self-esteem that he has always insisted on. The fact that he was able to make it clear so easily and peacefully shows the degree of mutual trust between the two.

Qingchuan Xiang was still quietly collecting information to update the archive wall at home when Xiangzi suddenly grabbed his sleeve and grabbed him.

"Xiao Mu, although Xiang and I are now in a contractual relationship, you should not trust this smooth-talking guy so easily."

"Eh?" This was Qingchuan Xiang's exclamation, "Me, me?"

Xiangzi ignored Qingchuan Xiang's protest and put on a serious face to teach Mu: "This kind of guy may look harmless on the surface, but in fact, he is full of tricks and calculations in his head."

Mu stared at Qingchuan Xiang and thought for a while, then looked at the "water curtain" that was constantly flowing on Qingchuan Xiang's body, and then nodded.

"Xiao Muya——"

Xiangzi was very pleased to see that Mu understood what he meant. Now he didn't have to worry about little Mu being deceived by Qingchuan Xiang.

"I don't know what's going on in Xiangzi's head." Qingchuan Xiang immediately organized a counterattack. "Gothic puppet, contract, darkness... It's amazing that Xiangzi can say such words without blinking. How childish, Xiangzi, don't you think, Mu?"

"Wait... this is..."

Mu stared at Xiangzi again, and this time she nodded. Qingchuan Xiang laughed out loud, feeling that his plan had succeeded.

Chapter 63: Waiting Time

“Life always goes by so fast during the holidays.”

Qingchuan Xiang did not go out today. He soaked the freeze-dried passion fruit cubes in cold water and added ice cubes to make a simple cup of brewed passion fruit tea. Because it was just freeze-dried cubes with simple ingredients, it was not too sweet and was relatively light.

Although you can add some honey or syrup to flavor it, this light fruity sweetness is also quite pleasant to drink. Although the first sip does not have the refreshing feeling of sparkling water, after taking a sip, a subtle sweetness will slowly develop on the tongue.

"But I did get a lot done during this holiday."

This is clearly evident just by looking at the file wall in front of Qingchuan Xiang. In front of the original large file wall that puts everyone together, there is a small whiteboard.

This small whiteboard is specifically used to divide the files of those people: the five members of the CRYCHIC band, Sumimi's Mikado Hatsuka and Junda Mana, the bass mercenary and deadpan comedian Hachiman Kairei, and the video blogger Yutenji Wakamugi.

Not to mention the new members who have joined and we have had little contact with them, the updated entries of the five former CRYCHIC members after a vacation can be said to be much more complete than before.

Now take a closer look at the people at CRYCHIC, and it really is true... there are still a lot of problems that have not been solved!

On the surface, it seems that Qingchuan Xiang has seen everyone once, but in fact, except for Xiangzi who has now stabilized, everyone else has problems of varying degrees.

Deng's psychological problems are quite serious. He longs for, but cannot get, the understanding of others, and has a considerable inferiority complex. He blames himself for all mistakes and is unable to relieve stress. Now he is tied up and has no intention of reorganizing the band, because Deng wants a stable and lasting relationship and does not want to suffer the sadness of a broken relationship again.

Lixi, on the other hand, suffers from a strong sense of inferiority. While similarly low self-esteem, unlike Deng, this creates a powerful internal drive, pushing her to high standards and continuous self-improvement. However, this high pressure becomes a hindrance when it comes to communicating with others. Without a capable leader like Xiangzi, or a simple lubricant to smooth things over, Lixi's blunt approach can turn the pressure that once fueled her into a driving force into a burden in her relationships.

Mu's situation is rather special, and her problem needs to be looked at together with Su Shi... From his previous conversations with Mu, Qingchuan Xiang can be sure that the greatest significance of CRYCHIC to Mu is to provide her with a relaxed environment so that she can feel cared for.

If Kiyokawa Xiang can give Mu this feeling, then Nagasaki Suyo can definitely do it. Suyo's way of doing things is actually quite smooth. When she is in the band, she is the best person to ease the atmosphere, caring for everyone like a mother. When problems arise in the team, Suyo will pay more attention to preventing the band members from arguing over the problem rather than solving the problem.

Considering the first time Xiangzi met Su Shi and Mu on the day he quit the team, Mu's eyes towards Su Shi were definitely not cold.

But at the same time, the relationship between Mu and Xiangzi is unusual, and among these people, the conflict between Su Shi and Xiangzi is the most serious.

The contradiction is quite simple. Xiangzi cannot go back to the band with a "playing house" mentality. Her living conditions do not allow her to waste time. However, Sushi is determined to restore the band. For this, Xiangzi is necessary as the core of the band. Sushi will definitely keep trying to find Xiangzi.

Mu will be caught in the middle. On the one hand, she will not betray Xiangzi, but on the other hand, Qingchuan Xiang does not think that Mu can deal with Su Shi.

Qingchuan Xiang laid out the problems one by one, just like a tangled ball of hemp rope, tangled together randomly. It seemed that there was no solution at all, but in fact, a sharp knife was the best way to deal with the tangled rope.

Forming a band, finding Deng a new band that can provide a stable relationship; letting Lixi find a stage where she can display her talents and shine without being ignored; and letting Su Shi, who longs for a "home", find people who are willing to care for her and can provide her with warmth in return...

Xiangzi no longer feels guilty about disbanding the band. He is happy to see his old friends embark on new paths without worrying about him, and even blesses them so that they can focus on their own life problems. Mu can also freely choose his own path, whether to help Xiangzi or join a new band with Su Shi, without being forced to choose one or the other...

But unfortunately, without Xiangzi, it was very difficult for the remaining four people to form a band again.

Do I really have to do the matchmaking myself?

Qingchuan Xiang thought again about what would happen if he included himself, but found that the situation still did not seem optimistic.

Qingchuan Xiang's flaws doomed her to find it difficult to understand Deng. Deng's way of thinking based on radio waves was such that even if she let Deng directly feed her with water, the emotions and thoughts she could directly obtain would probably be quite confusing and out of focus.

At the same time, I will continue to put pressure on Li Xi, and I can't even slack off and pretend that I have no ability. Because when I was in CRYCHIC, I didn't know Li Xi had this problem at all. I had already revealed my natural ability without realizing it. If I slack off, Li Xi will directly say "haha". If I don't slack off, Li Xi will be the one who should be autistic...

Even if Su Shi reunited the band herself, she would still want to get Xiangzi back, because that is the complete CRYCHIC.

Haha, send it.

So in the second half of the holiday, Qingchuan Xiang didn't spend much time on this, because he could only leave it to time. Would the brand new high school life bring new variables?

Now, let’s play with the phone.

Qingchuan Xiang opened Instagram and skillfully opened several social accounts of drink mixers that he usually looked at. Suddenly, he remembered that Aiyin seemed to have not updated her status for a long time, and she had not even sent him a message on Line.

Although I don’t know what happened, it is common for a netizen to suddenly disappear on the Internet. Besides, school is about to start, so maybe he is busy because of this.

Qingchuan Xiang immediately put the matter behind him.

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airport.

A cute girl with beautiful pink waist-length hair and a small canine tooth in her mouth was walking out of the airport alone, carrying a heavy suitcase with a lost look on her face.

"Escaped back."

I escaped from the distant foreign country of London. The girl named Chihaya Aine muttered to herself.

Aiyin, who had been a top student since middle school and even became the student council president and was widely popular, chose to study abroad out of vanity, which amazed her classmates at the time.

But the following days gave me a heavy blow.

The awkwardness and panic caused by being unfamiliar with the place and the poor pronunciation of English by Japanese people have created a huge contrast in the situation of Aiyin, who has always been praised by people, in London.

There were no close friends to talk to, pronunciation habits that were difficult to overcome even with hard study, and misunderstandings and isolation caused by the unfamiliarity of different cultures. All these factors piled up and finally became the straw that broke Aine's back.

“If I had known earlier, I should have learned how to brew black tea from that ‘Mrs. Xiang’…” Aine said self-deprecatingly.

After all, the British really love black tea, and that's why I initially asked that unexpected online acquaintance. But thinking a general understanding would be enough, I only tried it briefly, which ended up being even more embarrassing than not understanding it at all.

Aiyin, who was very concerned about her reputation, didn't even tell her former classmates about her return to Japan, and naturally she didn't tell Mrs. Xiang about it either.

But it doesn't matter, let the past be the past...

Aiyin encouraged herself, believing that she would be able to start over again with her own abilities.

The first step is to be admitted to Yuqiu.

Chapter 01 Rainy Night

There was a sudden shower at night. Summer rain always comes and goes quickly, and it pours down without reservation. People can vaguely hear the sound of rain splashing outside the window in the middle of the night, which makes their dreams a little moist.

Unfortunately, for Aine, a dream about rain was not romantic at all. The damp rain, the dull air, and the gloomy sky formed the scene of London that shattered Aine's dream.

Then the dream really came to an abrupt end as if it had shattered, and Aine woke up in the middle of the night.

Aiyin opened her eyes drowsily, and the sound of rain gradually became clearer, as if the dream had plunged into reality. After a while, when she woke up a little, she realized that it was actually raining heavily in reality.

"I had a bad dream..." Aiyin muttered with a hoarse voice, and climbed out from the soft bed hidden in the narrow closet, sitting on the edge of the bed. She could see the reflection of the street lights outside the window, which gathered into lines and turned into rain curtains falling, hitting the balcony railing and the French windows.

"Tomorrow is the first day of school. What should I do if the situation in London happens again..." Chihaya Aine slapped her face in annoyance. What if the rain in her dream came true now, what if the bad situation she remembered in her dream happened again in Yugaoka?

“No, no, no—” Aine slapped her face hard, making a loud slapping sound, leaving some red marks on her face. “No matter what, something like that will never happen again.”

"Now that you've decided to start over, you can't dwell on it anymore. Even if you're running away, you have to get up and keep moving forward."

Aine clenched her fists in front of her and pumped them loudly to encourage herself. It seemed a bit neurotic to do this alone in a room late at night, but Aine was indeed in a much better mood and no longer felt blocked.

“Okay, let’s continue sleeping with this momentum and prepare to face the first day tomorrow seriously!” Aine threw herself back onto the bed.

……

Can’t sleep——

Hmm, this momentum is not suitable for sleeping at all. Aine tossed her arms and legs up and down on her bed, trying to kill the energy that had woken her up in the middle of the night and that should have been tired but had been inexplicably lifted by her own encouragement.

Then the sleepiness disappeared more and more.

"...Why don't you just get up and sit for a while."

Aiyin didn't turn on the main light in the room, but turned on the desk lamp next to the floor-to-ceiling window. The warm soft light spread out like a stream of water poured from a bottle, bringing a comfortable light that was bright enough but not dazzling to the room.

When did I start to hate rain?

Aiyin sat at the desk, facing the window, staring blankly at the rainy night outside. The dense rain curtain blocked most of her sight, and she could not see the night scene below clearly. Only a few light sources stubbornly shone through, revealing the hazy colors.

However, it seems that Mrs. Xiang likes rainy days very much.

After arriving in London, the novelty of being a newcomer made her temporarily cover up all her discomfort. She excitedly went to many local coffee shops, tea bars and other places, tasting a variety of drinks. Finally, she got excited and bought tea leaves and some simple brewing tools to try it herself.

The result of the first brewing can be said to be a complete failure. The cup of black tea did not bring out the aroma of tea leaves at all. Instead, it was extremely bitter. I couldn't stop sticking out my tongue after just one sip.

However, judging from the appearance, it seemed to be almost the same as the black teas in the store. The vain Aiyin pretended that this cup of black tea was a success, took a photo and posted it on SNS. As expected, most of the passers-by praised the photo she took after carefully selecting the angle.

But before Aiyin could feel proud for long, a person nicknamed Madam Xiang sent a long message, and the words between the lines were full of criticism of her cup of black tea, which looked golden on the outside but was rotten on the inside.

——In fact, according to Mrs. Xiang’s words, even the seemingly golden and jade-like appearance cannot withstand close scrutiny.

Oh no, I’ve met an expert.

When Aiyin first saw that long paragraph, she was actually quite embarrassed and wanted to delete the post. However, after carefully reading what Mrs. Xiang said, she also told her many techniques for making black tea, and she couldn't help but try it again.

In the end, even though Aiyin was still unskilled and made many mistakes in many steps, she still managed to brew a cup of black tea that was much better than the previous one. At least it had a tea aroma.

Aiyin immediately realized that in London, where tea drinking is quite popular, Mrs. Xiang's experience and skills seemed to help her better integrate into the local environment, so she took the initiative to contact her, and finally added her as a friend on Line, and found out that the other party was also Japanese.

As the former student council president of junior high school, Aiyin didn't want to ruin her perfect image in the eyes of her junior high school classmates when they asked her curious questions, so she always pretended to be cheerful and said, "Of course it went quite smoothly!"

He is even more reluctant to let his family know about his discomfort and does not want them to worry about him.

So as a stranger on the Internet, Mrs. Xiang naturally became the best person for Aiyin to occasionally confide in her inner thoughts.

Thinking of Mrs. Xiang, Aiyin suddenly wanted to make a cup of tea.

Aiyin took her cell phone and tiptoed downstairs. She found the unused black tea leaves she had brought back from London and boiled a pot of hot water. But just as she was about to make tea, she froze.

Oops, I have forgotten how to brew it. I haven't brewed it for too long. Later, when I thought I could brew pretty good black tea, I went to learn how to brew coffee from Mrs. Xiang. Although she kept nagging me that I hadn't even mastered making black tea, I thought at the time that I was just following the trend, so I didn't continue practicing.

In the end, Aine simply poured some hot water over it and brought the cup of black tea, which hadn’t even opened yet, back to her room.

I carefully touched the hot black tea with my lips. It was indeed very bitter...

Aine laughed bitterly, but in the end she still finished the cup of aromaless black tea.

Although she wanted to escape the memory of London, Aiyin remembered the mysterious Mrs. Xiang, the naive and romantic lady who once asked her if the rain in London really had a unique British style.

What kind of person could Madam Xiang be? Although online names are something that people can pick at random, Aiyin still subconsciously thought that she might really be a graceful and elegant woman who would gracefully brew a pot of fragrant hot tea under the eaves dripping in the rain.

I feel like he'd be a very charming person.

Perhaps Mrs. Xiang, who is also in Japan, is also waking up in this rainy night and enjoying the same rain as me?