I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

"Xiao Mu is delicious too."

“Hey! I…”

[Xiao Sui, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant.]

In the end, Wakaba Mu did not explain, but continued to drink the soup.

And what about Chitose?

Qiansui blinked, a smile almost overflowing from his eyes.

The phone beside me buzzed, and that was what happened.

Ch438. Use me to fill your life

"Do you believe in gravity, Xiaomu?"

"What."

They were silent for a moment, looking out the window.

The surface of the river outside the house was brightly lit, and the reflection of the bright moon swayed constantly under the flapping of swans' wings.

Chitose Noshiro turned her face sideways towards Mutsu Wakaba. Her gentle, slightly rosy cheeks, chin, and throat formed a beautiful curve, and her silver hair at her temples...

These seemed to be no different from the dream he had had, yet at the same time, everything seemed to have changed.

"Xiao Mu," Chitose Noshiro wiped the oil stains from her lips with a napkin, "Do you believe in gravity?"

This was the question Chitose Noshiro asked Shoko Toyokawa early this morning.

But there is absolutely no problem in asking Wakaba Mutsuya now.

And, it's very interesting.

Asking Xiangzi's childhood sweetheart the same questions she asked Xiangzi would always make Noshiro Chitose feel like she was trying to steal someone else's girlfriend.

How interesting.

"Gravity. It's just gravity."

Gravity? My teacher taught me that. It's related to physics.

Mu's answer was light and vague. She was not sure why Qiansui mentioned this word.

Then, Noshiro Chitose opened her mouth again.

When Chitose smiles, she reveals her cute dimples:

"Then, Xiao Mu, what do you think connects you to your own destiny, and what connects you to the things you love?"

"I do not know."

Mu answered immediately, so quickly that the tongue brought the answer out of his throat before his brain could react.

"Don't you know...Xiao Mu is really interesting," the after-dinner chat continued gently.

The waitress brought their after-meal dessert, caramel pudding, with a tired look on her face, and Noshiro Chitose pushed one of the cups to Wakaba Mutsu.

"Mu, I know you love music and guitar. So..."

"Why do you like it?"

“How should I put it…”

Hearing what Noshiro Chitose said, Wakaba Mu subconsciously straightened his back and answered seriously:

"I do not know either."

[Sorry, I've always known very little, and I lived in a daze until I was sixteen.]

Wakaba Mutsu gathered his hair with his hands and thought hard for a long time before giving his answer, just like he did when he was with Noshiro Chitose.

[But doesn’t my answer seem perfunctory? ]

Obviously, I should express more content.

"So cute, Xiao Mu, but this kind of thing is really hard to explain."

Chitose put the pudding into her mouth and her beautiful eyes swept over Mu, who perked up.

"So, what is music to Xiao Mu?"

"..."

What is music? Music…

"It's a curse."

"curse?"

"Yeah. An irreversible curse. But curses aren't necessarily sad."

Ye Mu might not be able to give exact answers to other questions, but this is the only one he can give an accurate answer to.

Music is a curse.

Vicious yet sweet, escapist music is a curse of charm.

Especially for someone like her who is too serious.

Rather, for those who are too particular, no matter what they care about, it may become a curse.

"It bothers me, but I can't live without it. Music is my comfort when I'm sad, but music alone is not enough."

If he only cares about music, he will become a madman or a fool, but Ruoye Mu can't say what's wrong with being such a person.

"Ugh."

The effect of chicken soup is not permanent. The brain is a ungrateful organ among the human body.

Not long after the tip of the tongue experiences that taste, the brain will quickly forget the feeling that can comfort the heart.

Her brain was practically hoping that she was in a bad mood. She had clearly put so much energy into feeding it, so why was it still so sinister?

This is me. A fragile human being.

"Since Xiao Mu believes that music can't represent everything, no...it should be said that music can't cure everything, then let's find something else to make up for the lack of music!"

"Uh-huh?"

Ruoye Mu, who had his eyes lowered, immediately raised his head and looked straight ahead.

The silver-haired girl she could see seemed to be shining.

Qiansui excitedly held Mu's hand, and what she was holding was not just the girl's delicate hand.

Even Wakaba Mu's fragile heart was firmly held by Qiansui:

"Xiao Mu, let's go together!"

"You know, Xiao Mu, our meeting was the result of gravity! If you don't mind, let me be your good friend!"

Chitose laughed and made noises but was not annoying at all:

"A good friend who can heal the unhappiness in your life with music!"

"!"

Mu's pupils trembled again and again.

How many years has it been since she heard such words?

I don’t remember… I have no idea who was the first person to speak so confidently in front of her.

Maybe it was Toyokawa Shoko. But it was just a possibility.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

She tried to struggle free from Qiansui's little hand, but was instead held tightly. Qiansui was forcing Mu to look straight at her.

"I know? Of course! No one can be more sure of what I say than I am!"

"We are close friends who played guitar together, have you forgotten?" Chitose took out a pick that was very familiar to Wakaba Mutsu from her skirt pocket.

That was the pick I lost to Chitose in the guitar duel a few days ago.

"This is the symbol of our friendship, Mu."

"Since music can't fully satisfy you or make you feel relieved, then use me!"

Generously patting his wealthy heart, Chitose left the bill and the corresponding meal amount on the table without being noticed.

He stood up and pulled Wakaba Mu up in one smooth motion. Chitose pressed close to Mu and murmured:

"Hey, how about we do something incredibly exciting? I swear, Xiao Mu has never done this in my life, okay?"

"What is it?"

"Haha, that's it," Qiansui lowered his voice as much as possible and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Have you ever tried to run away from the bill? Do you dare to run away from the bill with me?"

"!"

But, Xiao Sui...

Mu subconsciously looked at the money on the table and instantly understood what Noshiro Chitose wanted to do.

[Hmm… You came up with this to cheer me up, huh?]

Chitose, why are you so stupid?

Even Ruoye Mu himself did not notice the upward curve of his lips, but Dai Qiansui might have witnessed everything.

"How is it, Xiao Mu?"

"Hmm... Hmm! Very exciting, let's do it."

"How about I count to three and then we'll grab our guitars and sprint out?"

"it is good."

Mu cooperated very well and shrank towards Chitose.

"So…"

"three!"

Mu swallowed subconsciously.

"two!"

【Xiao Xiang…】

"one!"

【I am about to be captured by Xiao Sui.】

Ch439. Seeing you walking or sitting, it feels like I am on fire

【I am about to be captured by Xiao Sui. 】

Just like you, Xiaoxiang.

……

It's like being on fire.

Running and sprinting were the main themes of the story at the beginning of that night. Ruo Yemu originally thought that the story would come to an end after he had his midnight snack.

But that's not the case.

The girls' steps did not stop, but seemed to be moving faster.

call--

Suck--

call--

Suck--

The scorching breath dissipated in the moonlit sky, and Ruo Yemu's mind was filled with a sentence that suddenly appeared: