Glacier sister, don't want to be a sandwich

Yue Ge was slightly startled, as if something unpleasant had been touched. Then she smiled softly, her tone a little too calm: "I'm almost used to it..."

Her eyes dropped slightly, and her fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the table.

She had heard this kind of thing too many times.

The teacher would tell her that as a child of the Hikawa family, her grades would naturally be good; her friends would also casually mention, "Yue Ge, you will definitely be like Sister Sayo in the future, right?"

But who stipulated that? Who stipulated that she had to be like Saya?

When she was little, such remarks were rare. However, as she grew older, she heard more and more of them...

She originally thought that she wouldn't mind. She liked the sisters very much, and they were indeed very outstanding. Everyone said this out of affirmation, right?

The older she gets, the more she understands the pressures Sister Saya is under.

Her fingertips tightened slightly, and a dark emotion flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

She took a deep breath, trying to return to the gentle and considerate Hikawa Yuege who always smiled. She raised her head and showed a familiar smile: "Besides, this little thing is nothing compared to Sister Saya. She is facing the pressure of Sister Hina."

Her tone was still relaxed, her smile was still gentle, as if the emotion she had just felt had never existed at all.

"Yue Ge...are you okay?"

Gao Songdeng asked softly, a hint of worry in his tone.

"Are you okay? What could possibly happen to me?"

Yue Ge still answered with a smile, her tone light and natural.

But Gao Songdeng felt that this smile was exactly the same as the forced smile that Su Shi had worn before.

She also realized that her smile was a little too deliberate.

"Let's quickly check out what's on this disc!"

Yue Ge's voice suddenly rose a little, as if she was anxious to change the subject, and her hand quickly reached for the CD on the table.

Her movements were quick, even hurried, as if she was deliberately avoiding further questioning.

He walked quickly to the projector, opened the disc case with his fingers a little anxiously, took out the disc, and then stuffed it into the projector in an instant.

"You were talking about me before...you're not much better..." Su Shi narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed in his heart.

"Tsukuka herself is a stubborn and stubborn person..."

Chapter 88: Youthful Spirit

A "Found New Device" prompt popped up on the computer screen. After a short reading, the file directory was finally loaded.

"Then... I'm going to open it!"

Yue Ge stared at the screen, his hand gripping the mouse, his fingertips slightly tense, his tone a little nervous and expectant.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

Ichinose Suyo crossed her arms, and although her tone was urgent, her eyes were also filled with anticipation.

"Click——"

Yue Ge took a deep breath, hovered the mouse arrow over the file, and double-clicked.

A young male voice suddenly rang out from the speakers, with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in his tone:

"Has this... started?"

“Ohhh…it’s started…”

Su Shi's body trembled slightly and his pupils contracted slightly.

This voice... is somewhat familiar, yet somewhat strange.

She recalled carefully, trying to compare her father's current voice in her mind with the recording.

In the past, his voice was higher, and his tone was immature and uncertain, even with a hint of shyness of an adolescent boy.

But my father now has a deeper voice and speaks more slowly. He always has the calmness that is unique to a standard businessman, and is less clumsy and casual than before.

I didn't expect my father's voice to have changed so much.

Su Shi muttered in a low voice: "Dad...why does he sound a bit stupid..."

She had no idea that the somewhat clumsy, boyish voice was the same as the father who was always calm and rational in her memory.

"Hey... that..."

The boy's voice in the recording sounded again, revealing a hint of immaturity and embarrassment.

Although there was no picture, a picture had already appeared in Su Shi's mind -

She seemed to see a young man in a white shirt, with his head slightly lowered, one hand grasping the back of his neck, his fingertips rubbing back and forth restlessly, his eyes wandering, as if he was thinking about how to continue.

Or, one hand is in the trouser pocket, and the other hand is nervously grasping a not-so-flatly folded sticky note. Although you have already memorized what you want to say, when you actually open your mouth, you still can't help but stammer.

"Hey... well, cough... well... I seem a little nervous..."

In the recording, the male voice had a slightly unnatural dry laugh, and one could even faintly hear a few suppressed giggles and quiet cheers coming from the side.

"Um... Nagasaki-san." The male voice sounded again, with a hint of hesitation in his tone.

"Hey, Ichinose, are you still calling me 'classmate'? Isn't that a bit too distant?"

Another more relaxed male voice interrupted jokingly, his tone full of teasing.

"You, you shut up!"

Mr. Ichinose's voice suddenly rose, with obvious anger in his tone, and then there was a rustling sound of pushing and shoving, and even the sound of someone being slapped lightly.

"Hahaha, don't be so fierce, everyone is cheering for you!"

The teenagers around him continued to laugh and play, as if they were watching the fun. The atmosphere was relaxed and lively.

However, perhaps because of the teasing and joking from his friends, the boy's tone in the recording seemed to relax a little, at least he was no longer hesitant like before.

"Shigasaki-san..." He spoke again, taking a deep breath and trying to make his voice sound more natural.

"You said before that you really like watching Tokyo Love Story... So, I want to sing its theme song... for you."

His voice softened noticeably in the last few words, with a hint of shyness and seriousness typical of a teenager.

There was a slight commotion, and the voices in the recording became clearer.

After a brief noise, the sound of drumsticks gently hitting the drum surface was heard from the recording.

The guitar strumming was a bit strained, and while the bass line was solid, there were occasional, almost imperceptible deviations.

The drummer's rhythm was barely stable, but it was obvious that this was an immature band.

And at this moment, Mr. Ichinose's youthful male voice slowly followed the melody.

"What's the matter? (I don't know where to start)"

His voice trembled slightly in the first few notes, as if he was trying to adjust his breath. He sang the lyrics a little awkwardly, but with great seriousness, and every word was full of emotion.

When it came to the chorus, the band's coordination became a little smoother. The bassist began to add more low-frequency rhythms, and the drummer's rhythm gradually found the right entry point.

Mr. Ichinose's voice also became more determined under this slightly passionate melody.

"あの日あの时あの地で (On that day, that place)

Junに会えなかったら (if I never met you)"

In the recording, one seems to be able to hear someone chuckling quietly nearby. Judging from the clarity of the sound, it should be the sound made by the person responsible for recording.

The singing boy did not stop, but continued to take a deep breath and tried to steady his voice.

Even though the pitch is occasionally off and the rhythm is a little awkward, the pure emotion is more moving than any technique.

"Servant waits for you (we will always be)"

见知らぬ二人のまま (a stranger who has never met before)”

"So...Shigasaki-san, are you willing to accept this sudden love?"

In the last sentence of the song, the male voice was slightly breathy and paused for a moment, as if he was mustering up his last bit of courage.

Then, the world in the recording fell into a brief silence, with only slight breathing sounds and the gradually fading tail of the instruments.

Then there was a sudden burst of laughter and noise.

“Hahahahaha——I finally finished singing!!”

"Hey! Stop laughing! This is really touching, okay?!"

"Ichinose, you almost cried while singing just now?!"

“Shut up!!”

The youthful noises of fighting gradually faded away.

As the words "Play Ended" appeared on the screen, the room fell into silence.

Yuege quietly turned her head and looked at Ichinose Suyo beside her.

Su Shi folded his hands on his knees, and gently stroked the back of his hands with his fingertips.

"Really... why did Mom agree to Dad back then..."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone that she couldn't hide, but a very faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

That immature, raw, unsmooth singing voice, the slightly stiff, occasionally off-tempo instrumental playing, even the nervous, unsteady intonation of a voice after being teased by friends...

It’s so clumsy, so imperfect, and yet—it makes people feel soft-hearted.

The performance was obviously awkward and the pitch wasn't perfect, but it was more touching than any carefully crafted love words.

It was a naked, unreserved expression of emotion—a confession made by a young man with all his courage.

Su Shi lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on his knees, and his heart contracted slightly.

She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit that even now, twenty years later, if it were her, it might be difficult for her to refuse such a confession, right?

If Dad and Mom could remember these things, could they change something?

Chapter 89 The Mysterious Drummer

In the activity room of the Astronomy Department, three people sat around the table, their eyes focused on the thin CD on the table.

Yue Ge's fingers gently tapped the edge of the disc, and her fingertips touched the cold, hard plastic material. She took a deep breath and looked up at Su Shi and Xiao Deng: "Do you want to try it?"

Su Shi did not answer immediately, but stared at the disc quietly, as if he was weighing something.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and her thoughts seemed to drift away, but she quickly regained her composure.

She nodded, her tone calm but with a hint of nervousness: "Let's try..."

Xiao Deng looked at the two of them and blinked. Although she didn't understand what they were saying, she nodded very confidently and responded softly, "Yeah!"

"So... now..."

Yue Ge frowned slightly, stretched out his fingers, and gently bent them while calculating quietly: "We have the guitarist... As for the lead singer, I think Yao Shi's father should do it himself... As for the bassist, we can ask Hai Ling for help..."

As she thought, she tapped the table with her fingertips, sorting out the band's configuration.

After taking inventory, Yue Ge discovered that what they were missing was the drummer, who was crucial in the band.

"We're short of a drummer now..."

She pouted, supported her cheeks, and shook her head slightly in annoyance.

After pondering for a moment, Yue Ge's gaze fell on Su Shi again, with a familiar cunning flash in his eyes: "How about... Su Shi, why don't you try to learn to play the drums?"

The corner of Su Shi's mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Yue Ge, his eyes full of speechlessness: "Why haven't you given up this idea yet..."

She sighed softly, crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and looked up at the ceiling, as if she was thinking seriously.

But soon, she shook her head, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "It's impossible to learn now..."

"Hmm... that's true..." Yue Ge pursed her lips, leaned back on the table, held her face in her hands, and shook her head gently, "If only we could find a drummer somewhere..."

Her voice drawled, a hint of melancholy in her tone.

The two fell into a brief moment of contemplation, the only sound in the room being the rhythmic tapping of Yue Ge's fingers on the table.

"Um...as for the drummer...I have an idea."