Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

"Crying, laughing, hating, loving, it's all me"

"Everything, everything, embraced in my arms"

"Take a nap—"

Completely different from before, the rhythm gradually becomes more intense.

And the whispers, thicker than any other sound, tried to completely drown out the piano music:

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, everything flies away"

"In order not to let giving up become an excuse..."

For a moment, the man turned his gaze towards him.

"——Let 'I' be my partner."

Gao Songdeng stared at the scene in a daze.

"The road is still long, even if we take a short break—"

That orange-gold hair is like the sunlight shining through the shade of the trees.

Those blue eyes were like a undried pool of water under the shade of a tree.

"No one will blame you..."

It was as if the incessant downpour had finally stopped, leaving only the breeze and birdsong in the air.

The sky is blue after the rain.

……

The music fades away as the singing continues.

"Huh." Baodeng Zheli breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. "Ah, it turns out I'm still not very good at composing."

The man laughed and touched the back of his head. He paused for a moment before looking into Deng's eyes again.

"What a great word!" he said.

The girl's lips trembled.

She wanted to say something, but she was already used to turning her words into words.

The man looked at her for a while, as if hesitant to speak, and suddenly reached out and patted her shoulder.

"I'd really like to recruit you to write lyrics for us... but that would be too rude of you, Toyokawa-san."

After Zheli finished speaking, he glanced at Toyokawa Shoko, but at this time Shoko just looked at him and the direction of the lamp in a daze, with his mouth open but no words came out, which made him raise his eyebrows in confusion.

Never mind.

Zheli turned back to the equally silent Gao Songdeng and suddenly lowered his voice.

"Don't worry. You've tried very hard."

There was a smile as warm as spring on that calm face.

——So, don’t push yourself too hard.

It's like, saying this.

"…….ah……"

So she finally forced herself to open her throat and utter an unspoken murmur.

But by this time the man had taken off the strap and handed the guitar back to Wakaba Mutsu.

The girl's eyes subconsciously followed the man's figure. When the man said something to Ruoye Mu and turned around, the two of them met eyes again.

And the man just smiled.

"Come on."

Said so.

……

……

……

PS. The last "lyrics" are referenced from MyGO!!!!!〈栞〉, SPYAIR〈サムライハート〉

With Shiori as the main character, some of the modified words are taken from Samurai Hart:

1. "Weeping, laughing, hating, loving, living, crying" (Even if you cry, you must smile, even if you hate, you must live in love)

2. "Hey!! Hey!! I don't need a reason to give up"

Lost Star Chapter 37 Summer Time Record: Chapter : Alive

After watching Nagasaki Suyo and his group go away, Baodeng Zheli returned to the store and looked back.

Although he had given his best encouragement, Takamatsu Deng still couldn't sing. So the band decided to continue with the original plan, said goodbye to Ori, and went to KTV.

The world that was shrouded in musical notes just a moment ago suddenly lost most of the sounds.

At this time, Nascita's iron rolling door was only half retracted, barely enough to open the store door, and the other half still indifferently blocked the sunlight, leaving the cafe to rely on the yellow lights inside the store to fight on.

This slightly dark space was as quiet as an unvisited mausoleum.

"..."

Mausoleum, ah.

Zhe Li couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he thought of this.

Maybe one day he will really die, then locking himself in the store and leaving quietly would be a good ending.

But those days are still far in the future.

At least……

Zhe Li looked at the girl who was sitting on a high stool, holding a guitar and staring at him intently.

At least there is a kitten here who needs him - no, he still wants to stay with this kitten for a while.

So, it is far from that time yet.

"What's wrong?" Zhe Li asked.

"Guitar." Lenai said, "I can lend it to you."

"lend me?"

Baodeng Zheli looked into the girl's eyes with doubt in his eyes.

Lenai's eyes are always bright and she has a pair of irises that are so gorgeous that they don't look like those of an ordinary person.

Once she wanted to take a closer look at something, her slightly widened eye sockets would reveal a mirror-like moisture, making her heterochromatic pupils even more crystal clear, making people unable to help but indulge in such colors.

The emotionless face remained unchanged, and Zheli quickly thought of another girl who also often had a blank expression.

"Are you talking about me borrowing a guitar from Wakaba-san just now?"

...You're not jealous, are you?

Zheli carefully looked at Le Nai's expression, but there was nothing special about it. So it was probably just an illusion.

Besides, it was hard for him to imagine what little Lenai would be jealous of.

"That's because Miss Ruoye has already tuned it. Borrowing it from her means I don't have to readjust the knobs or adjust the volume, so it's more convenient." Zhe Li said, spreading his hands. "If I were to borrow from you, I might as well just get my own guitar. I have to readjust it anyway, so it won't take much longer."

"Yeah." Lenai responded softly.

Zhe Li thought the topic was over and was about to walk to the counter, but when he passed by the girl, he noticed that she suddenly raised her eyes.

Before he could even ask, he saw the girl holding the old guitar in both hands, looking up at his face. Then she slowly straightened her arms, handed the guitar over, and opened her mouth slightly.

"Give."

"……Eh?"

"This is for you." Lenai said again.

“But I don’t want to play the guitar now.”

Zhe Li couldn't quite follow the child's thoughts, so he could only speak honestly.

After listening to this, Lenai tilted his head.

"Mine, no?"

"That's not what I meant..." Zhe Li had no choice but to bend down and support his knees, lowering his body to look her in the eye, and said, "This is a gift from grandma. It's a precious treasure, right?"

"Yeah." Lenai nodded, his hands still stretched out straight.

"Since it is a treasure, you must cherish it and don't give it to others casually."

Le Nai blinked, looked at Zhe Li who was speaking earnestly, and suddenly spoke again -

"Zheli, don't you cherish it?"

...Your question is a bit cunning.

"If I accept it," Zhe Li pursed his lips, sighed softly, and then said, "Of course I will cherish it."

So Le Nai nodded gently, "Then it's not casual."

Zhe Li then asked, "So, what will you do when you want to play guitar in the future?"

As if stumped by the question, Le Nai finally withdrew her arm slightly, which made Zhe Li breathe a sigh of relief. However, she tilted her head and thought for a while, then handed the guitar over again, met Zhe Li's strange gaze, and said seriously:

"I use the Zheli script."

"...Then there's no point, does it?"

"Hmm..." Lenai looked absent-minded, as if he was lost in thought again.

Zhe Li looked at her and thought for a long time, and finally waited until she hugged the guitar in her arms again.

Seeing that the topic was finally over, the store manager was about to return to his loyal counter, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a brilliant silver light, and he had no choice but to cast his gaze over it again:

Lenai stretched out her hand to him, but she was no longer holding a guitar. Instead, there was only a small object in the palm of her left hand.

Zhe Li took a closer look and said, "...a pick?"

You can see the word "SPACE" written on the guitar pick.

"This is also a precious treasure."

Le Nai stared at Zhe Li intently. She paused after she finished speaking, then raised her other hand and shook it—a similar pick was pinched between her right fingertips.

"But, there are a lot. So, here you go."

Baodeng Zheli was stunned at first, then he smiled and reached out to take the pick from her palm.

Since she has said this, just accept it.

"Thank you. I will cherish it."

"Use it." Lenai said as if to remind you.

"Okay, okay." Zhe Li couldn't help but smile, "Use it carefully."

The girl then slowly smiled.

"Ah."

……

……

The sun gradually approaches the horizon, as if casting a gray filter over the entire world.

Because she was moving away from the blue sky and heading towards the usual shadow.

In such colors, the pedestrians and vehicles passing by also seem far away; the sounds belonging to the human world are as faint as fallen dust, and the whistling wind sends them away on its own, leaving nothing here.

Gao Songdeng stared at the scene in a trance, as if listening to the ticking of a clock.

—Follow closely. Bathed in the flowing light.

Takamatsu Deng's pace was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and Nagasaki Suyo followed her pace, occasionally turning her head to see where she was, as if she was looking at a pet dog without a leash.