Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

"This……"

Zhe Li opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

In a child's world, the presence of adults is their last refuge. Ideal parents support their children's decisions, providing them with the necessary support, allowing them to undergo appropriate training and receive appropriate rewards, thereby fostering healthy growth. Excessive interference will only ruin a child's once-in-a-lifetime childhood.

Adults often think that children’s environment is created by themselves, so why can’t they control it as they please?

...Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that.

However, even the flowers in the greenhouse once thought that this small greenhouse was their whole world. In that moderate test of suffering, after their own thinking and decision-making, they took appropriate actions and bore appropriate fruits.

Many times that is not absolutely true.

But that is definitely a treasure that belongs only to them.

"……you're right."

He still didn't express his guess.

Because he didn't know how long Toyokawa Shoko had been thinking and worrying about this "decision". To casually "conclude" Shoko's behavior is in itself a kind of adult arrogance.

So, Baodeng Zheli grinned -

"So, if she doesn't work hard, are you going to give up too?"

"..."

Shiina Riki fell silent.

Tick, tick.

Compared to the sound of raindrops hitting the window, the sound coming from the old clock on the wall is more like a never-ending rain curtain.

The heavy rain covered her shoulders like a quilt, making her want to just collapse in the endless sound of the rain, blocking out the annoying noise, the tormenting notes, and the piano melody accompanied by Gao Songdeng's singing...

but.

"……practise."

She took a deep breath and raised her head.

The violet eyes looked around at the girls, still with a hint of uneasiness.

"More practice?"

But Nagasaki Suyo just smiled slightly and stood up.

"As for me, I started late, so I have to practice seriously."

"Can Lixi come with me?"

Shiina Riki stared at her blankly, tightly gripping the strap of his schoolbag, "...Yeah."

Su Shi's light gaze lingered on her still stiff face for a moment before she smiled with relief at Gao Songdeng: "Then, how about we all go together, Xiaodeng?"

Gao Songdeng stared at the familiar expression.

The sound of the pen tip drawing black shadows on the paper stopped.

"it is good."

she said softly.

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rain.

rain.

rain.

The sound of rain.

"……call."

Breathing.

Electromagnetic sound. Rain. Breathing. Rain.

“——————.”

"……lamp?"

The girl suddenly looked back.

The drumsticks in Shiina Riki's hands were hovering, and his eyes, which usually seemed sharp, softened slightly with an emotion that he wasn't sure whether to describe as worry or uneasiness, and he gently enveloped Takamatsu Deng with these eyes.

Then Gao Songdeng suddenly realized that he was almost out of breath.

The wait was too long. The silence was too long.

It was not until this cry pierced the silence that she finally realized that the spring sunshine had left her far behind.

Thick dark clouds blocked her view, and the noisy rain drowned out her voice; even if she wanted to scream desperately, there were still piercing gazes that looked on with contempt and coldness.

I clearly don't want to lose. I clearly don't want to forget.

It was as if she had become her lonely self again.

"..."

Wakaba Mu stopped playing the guitar and tilted his head to look at her, as if asking why.

Nagasaki Suye also put down the fingers that were dangling from the strings and said to the stunned Deng: "Xiao Deng, are you feeling unwell?"

Gao Songdeng gripped the microphone tightly.

"I'm fine."

Long gray hair invaded her vision from the edge, as if to cut the world in her eyes apart.

"It's just that I can't hear the piano... I can't catch the beat..."

"..."

Su Shi and Li Xi looked at each other, and their expressions became a little stiff.

In the band, the bass and drums should be responsible for the beat... But it seems that for an amateur singer like Takamatsu Touma, the strong piano melody is the only sound that can symbolize "Haruhi Shadow".

The leisurely white keys are like bright lines swaying in the shade of trees.

It seems insignificant and erratic, easily giving up the leading role in the music to the singing, but it is always there.

Even if she lowered her head deeply, even if she lost the courage to look up, she could still chase the shadow and move forward until she walked out of the shade of the trees, into the night, and until she saw the stars she had always been chasing.

“But, but!”

As if he had made some connection with the two people's expressions, Deng raised his head hurriedly and said in an earnest tone:

"I will try my best! I will sing well... I'm sorry."

Obviously no one is wrong.

Obviously everyone is willing to practice with me.

People like me...

She tensed her arms tightly.

"Xiao Deng, you don't need to apologize."

Su Shi took a few steps forward and patted her shoulder. He could vaguely feel her trembling.

It was early summer, and Nascita's recording studio had air conditioning at the appropriate temperature, so it was obviously not chilly... Was she afraid of something?

Nagasaki Suyo's calm eyes flickered slightly beneath her long lashes, leaving only a calm smile on her face. She rubbed Deng's shoulder with a little more force. "It's normal to not sing well at first when you're suddenly asked to practice with a different instrument."

Really——

She tried to make her expression appear gentle and kind, but her heart was filled with annoyance.

Su Shi had to admit that it was because of Li Xi's presence, who expressed every word of dissatisfaction on her behalf, that she was able to calm Deng and Li Xi down like a reliable sister.

Now that Li Xi has cheered up, it is her turn to hold in her anger and not be able to vent it.

Su Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at the rain.

It was you who suggested forming a band. It was you who said we all share a "community of shared destiny."

——But what does this mean now? Toyokawa Shoko, what are you thinking about?

When she thought of this, she tilted her head again and said softly, "It's okay. Xiao Deng, let's take it slowly, okay?"

"……Uh-huh."

After listening to Su Shi's consolation, Gao Songdeng lowered his face again and stared at the microphone mesh.

The girl's ten fingers kept exerting force, as if - in this world where dark clouds were also hanging from the sky and it was also gradually getting darker, the small microphone in her hand was her only basis for waiting for the sunshine again.

That's right.

Just sing it well.

In that case, definitely—

……

……

"very noisy."

Toyokawa Shoko stared coldly at the window.

That was the sound of raindrops hitting the glass.

But after blurting out these words, she fell into a long silence.

In the bedroom where the lights were not yet on, the gloomy atmosphere that made it difficult to tell time enveloped the spacious space she should have been accustomed to. She sat upright at the desk, but the textbook she had opened had not been turned for a long time. Even the printed words on the paper were cooled by the silence.

“…It’s really, ugly.”

The girl let out a long sigh.

She stood up, walked to the door, turned on the light switch, and lit up the room.

However, the noise by the window was not driven away by the light. It even created a harsh melody with the faint sound of the electric light. She couldn't help but frown and stare at the rain outside the window again, clenching her drooping hands into fists.

A familiar bedroom. A familiar scene.

The plum rain season arrives on time every June. She can even recall her childhood self digging out small insects from the mud in the courtyard after the rain.

But now, she only felt that such memories were extremely hateful.

It symbolizes that her world has been quietly covered in a greenhouse since a long, long time ago.

And now, he was just as quietly confined to such a spacious but deserted room.

“It’s really ugly.”

The girl leaned against the door, raised her head and whispered.

The door was not locked, and she had not been placed under "house arrest", but...what would be the point even if she walked out of here?

Now I finally understand. It turns out that she is no different from Ruoye Mu.

They are all just controlled by this surname, a puppet without any need for self.

No matter where she fled, she was always "Fengchuan" Xiangzi. Having survived to this day under the grace of this family, she naturally shouldered its responsibilities: all her achievements were only natural, because they were exactly the family fruits needed by "Fengchuan", and once they had borne sweet fruit, it was time to reap the harvest.

——Before that, what’s wrong with letting her play for a while?

It turns out that his "freedom" is nothing more than a little mercy bestowed by "Fengchuan".

Just realizing this, she felt that the June rain was much colder than any previous year, as if it could freeze her breath.

What, “community of shared future”?

In the end, isn't it true that she can't even control her own destiny?

"It's really—ugly."

The girl looked out the window. The rain seemed to gradually wet the glass, and even the sound of the falling rain became blurred in her ears.

...Spring sunshine, huh.

She hummed the tune she had composed herself, but could only smile miserably.