Glacier sister, don't want to be a sandwich

The Glacier Night is dark, quiet and deep, with an inviolable majesty.

And what about her?

The Glacier Moonsong is just a small moon hanging between two extremes.

She does not have the heat of the sun nor the depth of the night.

The moon tries hard to illuminate the night sky, but ultimately it cannot have the same dazzling presence as the sun.

In the boundless darkness, even if you use all your light, it still seems so small and insignificant in the entire darkness.

If I go to the same school as them, I will always be "Saya and Hina's sister" instead of "Hyokyou Yuege"?

In the moment of silence, Yue Ge himself felt the sudden low pressure.

She suddenly realized that what she had just said might be too heavy, especially on such a soft and warm night, which should have been light-hearted and happy.

So, she subconsciously wanted to break the dullness.

"But——!" She suddenly slapped the pillow, as if to dispel the self-doubt she had just felt. She sat up like a spring, her eyes brightening up again.

"It doesn't matter if we're not in the same school!" She smiled sincerely, "Su Shi can still play with me! After school, on weekends, and during holidays, we can play together!"

Su Shi looked at her familiar and warm smiling face, and the unspeakable emotions in his heart slowly melted away.

She nodded slightly and smiled faintly: "...Yeah. Even if we are not in the same school, we will not be separated."

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Chapter 155: The End of the Holiday (Revised)

"Ahhhhhh!!! Why are there still so many homework assignments!"

The morning at Bingchuan's house had just begun when a near-collapse scream was heard from Yuege's room, shaking the curtains so much that they shook slightly twice.

I saw Bingchuan Yuege sitting at the desk, her hair scattered behind her in a mess, and her eyes looked as if she was facing a great enemy.

She held the pen tightly in one hand and turned the pages of her exercise book rapidly with the other, as if she was challenging the speed limit of a test-taking machine.

Beads of sweat slid down her forehead, but she didn't bother to wipe them off. She just buried her head in writing, as if she was in a panic mode of "countdown to school start".

The door was slightly open, and a dispassionate complaint came from outside.

"I've told you so many times, don't wait until the last few days to take action."

Hikawa Sayo was flipping through the music sheet in her hand while frowning at her sister in the room, her tone revealing an unconcealable helplessness and criticism.

"Then...could you help me a little, sister?"

Yue Ge raised her head pitifully, her two emerald green eyes flashing with a gleam of hope for help, like a stray cat that had just been picked up, and the corners of her mouth did not forget to cooperate by pouting slightly into a flattering arc.

"No."

Sayo's tone was firm and unyielding, "Homework is something you should do on your own."

Seeing this, Yuege immediately turned her attention to Hina who was playing games on the sofa: "Hina sister~!"

Hinata's fingers paused on the controller, and she froze for a moment when she felt Sayo's cold gaze. Then she gave a forced, yet gentle smile. "Hey... although I really want to help Yue Gelu, when it comes to homework... it's better to do it yourself."

“Ua ...

Yue Ge slumped back onto the table, whimpering with her cheek pressed against her homework book.

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The end of summer vacation is quietly approaching, Yuege is still struggling with piles of homework, and the other members of the band are also spending the last moments of this long vacation in their own ways.

Gao Songdeng sat cross-legged on the wooden floor of the room, with a large light blue tablecloth spread in front of him, and various small objects neatly placed on it.

At the end of the summer vacation, she plans to classify and store the items she collected during the summer vacation.

She lowered her head slightly, her hair falling on her shoulders, her expression focused, her fingers lightly flipping through stacks of colorful band-aids, arranging them one by one by type.

Then, Gao Songdeng picked up a transparent glass jar. The jar glowed with a faint rainbow light in the sunlight. It was filled with "gems" that she had carefully picked from the riverside when she was camping in the suburbs with her parents.

She carefully tilted the mouth of the jar, and some small but shiny and warm stones rolled onto the tablecloth with a "clattering" sound, making crisp collision sounds.

The lamp blinked, bent down, and looked at them carefully. She gently moved the stones and sorted them, naming them in a voice that was almost whispering.

"This one looks like a curled-up kitten... and this one..." She slid her fingertips over a dark blue stone with tiny specks, her eyes shining slightly, "It looks like stars in the night sky..."

Suddenly, she paused, her gaze settling on a slightly oval, light grey stone with a naturally raised bottom.

"Ah...guitar," she whispered, a soft smile playing on her lips.

She picked up the stone, carefully cradling it in her palm. The stone's outline resembled a miniature guitar, with a slender neck and a slightly curved body, all coming alive in her imagination.

"This... should be left to Xiao Yuege." Gao Songdeng said softly, with a little satisfaction and expectation in his eyes.

She took out a soft sky blue velvet bag from the small box beside her and put the "guitar" stone in it.

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"Are you coming to watch Live again today?"

Under the semi-dim front lights of the Live House, the staff looked at the small figure pushing the door in and immediately smiled.

Standing at the door, Hachiman Kailing nodded, her wispy bangs lifted slightly by the wind. "Yeah. The bassist of the band performing today is really good, I'd like to come and observe."

"Oh, you're so serious." The clerk teased as he punched the ticket, "But, Xiao Hailing, it's good to like music, but don't forget to study."

"Don't worry." Hai Ling replied calmly, her voice low but undeniable, "I finished my summer homework during the first week of vacation."

"Oh my, that's fantastic." The clerk took the money she handed him and exclaimed with a smile, "Back then, I always stayed up all night writing until the last day. Are you still asking for orange soda like before?"

"Yeah." Hai Ling nodded.

The waiter turned around to fill the drinks. Hai Ling was standing at the bar and inadvertently noticed a new sign next to the counter with the words "Raffle" written on it.

She tilted her head slightly and asked curiously, "What... is that?"

The clerk looked back and smiled: "Ah, that's the small event we've been doing recently.

Summer vacation is almost over, and the store manager said he wanted to boost popularity, so he organized a performance and raffle.

She placed the orange soda on the table in front of Hai Ling and handed her a small card with a number printed on it. "Just come to the show and you can enter a prize. I heard the grand prize is something really great."

Hai Ling took the card, glanced at the number on it, and put it in her pocket: "Is that so."

Her gaze had already passed the bar and was looking towards the performance venue. The lights there had not yet fully lit up. The musicians on the stage were tuning the instruments, and the low bass sound was vibrating slightly from the speakers.

Compared to the lottery, she really cares more about today's live performance.

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"Is anyone here?"

In the early morning, Meteor Hall was still shrouded in a quiet dim light. The wind chimes at the door swayed gently with the sound, making crisp and clear sounds.

"They're coming!" Footsteps could be heard from upstairs. Ichigaya Yusaki quickly locked her phone, fixed her hair and clothes, and trotted down the stairs.

This morning, grandma went to the nearby shopping street to do some shopping. Before leaving, she specifically asked her to help look after the store.

Pushing open the small door behind the counter, Yusaki put on a professional smile and said, "Welcome."

Her eyes quickly fell on the hand of the visitor - a square black violin case with few worn corners, looking well preserved.

"Excuse me, are you... here to pawn something?" Arisaki asked cautiously, with a hint of confirmation in his tone.

The other party nodded slightly, then slowly placed the guitar case on the counter and opened it.

The moment the guitar case slowly opened, a dazzling red color jumped into the eyes - the star-shaped guitar body was polished spotlessly, and the strings had a slight metallic luster in the morning light.

"Wow..." Arisaki's pupils dilated slightly, and she blurted out, "Random Star...?"

Of course she knew this guitar - Yue Ge had enthusiastically dragged her to study various guitar styles some time ago, and the one mentioned most was this one.

The customer gently stroked the guitar, his fingertips resting on the eye-catching star-shaped corner, and said with a hint of reluctance, "I haven't played it many times since I bought it...but there's really nothing I can do."

Yusaki tactfully didn't ask. Everyone who came to Ryuseidō had their own reasons for remaining silent—she had long understood that.

She simply lowered her head to carefully examine the guitar's condition and then gave a reasonable estimate.

After the transaction was completed, the customer politely thanked the store and left with the envelope containing the cash.

The shop door was blown shut again by the wind, making a faint ringing sound.

Arisaki stood quietly in front of the counter, looking at the Random Star lying quietly in the box. He picked up his phone, lowered his head, typed a line of words, and sent it to a familiar name.

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Ako Ueda was similar to Yuege, slumped in front of her desk, her face almost touching her homework book. She turned the pen in her hand several times but still couldn't write a single word.

Her room was as messy as her mood at the moment. The desk was piled with various textbooks, notes, and crumpled waste paper.

The NFO character design diagram was still posted on the wall, and the game console in the corner quietly exuded silent temptation - but she no longer had the energy to touch it.

“Ah ...

Studying was not her forte, and this summer she was immersed in the world of NFO with Yue Ge almost every day.

"I'm going out--" It was the voice of my elder sister Tomoe, still handsome and capable, as cool as the wind.

Yazi stuck half of his head out to watch Bajie's graceful departure, then looked at the homework book in front of him with no progress, and instantly felt the impact of a social beating.

She fell on the table with her head in her hands, and she didn't even have the strength to cast the Dark Explosion spell.

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During the last few days of summer vacation, Ichinose Soyo's life was so quiet that it was almost transparent.

The morning sun streamed into her bedroom, and she woke up on time. The curtains were half-drawn, casting mottled patterns on the floor. She walked into the kitchen in her soft home clothes and quickly prepared breakfast for herself - a piece of toast, a half-boiled egg, and a cup of light black tea.

After finishing her meal, she cleared the tableware and returned to her desk. She opened her new semester's textbook and quietly began to review the upcoming chapters. Cicadas chirped outside the window, but inside the room, the only sounds were the rustling of her pages and the light rustling of her pen across the paper.

At noon, she checked the NFO's status and found that Yuege was not online, so she did not continue playing. She simply cooked some udon noodles for lunch, and after eating, she took a nap on the sofa in the living room, hugging a pillow.

The afternoon sun was a bit glaring. Su Shi put on a headband and put the clothes she had previously stored into the washing machine in batches. After washing, she hung them neatly on the balcony. A gentle breeze blew past the corners of her clothes, carrying the faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

She stood quietly for a moment, watching the sky gradually darken, then walked back to the kitchen and began preparing dinner.

The soup in the pot was bubbling, the kitchen was getting warmer, and everything seemed to be no different from usual.

until--

The phone screen lit up slightly and a familiar prompt sound rang out.

She wiped her hands, picked up her phone, and saw a picture sent by her parents.

The next second, her movements froze and her eyes changed quietly.

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