You are the first one to get into Triangle, then who am I?

!!!

The two people's faces were very close, so close that she could feel Sanjiao Chuxia's warm breath, and so close that even in such a dark environment, she could see the shock in Sanjiao Chuxia's eyes.

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P.S.: Since all the characters have changed genders, it makes sense that there is no situation where the lower body cannot be controlled (now Chuxia has really become the homonym of Chuhua. I am talking about the Chuhua in the countryside. Of course, this book does not use twins)

P.S.2: After twelve episodes of being naked, it feels like I haven't eaten anything at all. Maybe the first few episodes made me numb. At least I understand that Lao Deng is also a FW, so it will be easier for me to write the confrontation with Lao Deng later.

Chapter 102: Between family members,...it's normal, right?

Sanjiao Chuxia's body completely stiffened, his eyes widened slightly, and his breathing stagnated at that moment.

He didn't expect Sanjiao Chuhua to suddenly do such a thing, and he didn't expect her touch to make him feel so...overwhelmed.

Feeling the soft touch on her face, Sanjiao Hatsuka's heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

After a moment, Sanjiao Chuhua slowly loosened her grip and stepped back a short distance. Her cheeks flushed slightly, like the sunset glow staining the clouds on the horizon.

She pursed her lips slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"It's normal for family members to kiss each other on the cheek."

Sanjiao Chuxia was stunned on the spot, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses. He raised his hand and touched the place where she had just kissed him, and it seemed that her warmth still lingered there.

Is this really normal!?

Sanjiao Chuhua seemed to be completely unaware of his abnormality and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

A classic old movie was playing on the TV screen. The soft pictures and soothing music added a touch of relaxation to this slightly awkward moment.

"Xia, don't think too much for now, the movie is starting."

"Ah, oh."

Sanjiao Chuxia nodded in a daze, as if she hadn't fully recovered from the shock. Sanjiao Chuhua naturally leaned towards him, and their shoulders gently touched again.

The scenes of the movie were flowing before her eyes, but Sanjiao Hatsuka was completely unable to focus on the plot.

From time to time, he glanced at Sanjiao Chuhua beside him and found that she was staring at the screen intently with a faint smile on her lips, as if the intimate behavior just now was really just a normal thing "between family members".

Could it be... that I really am overthinking it?

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Shoko Toyokawa, who was composing music, suddenly felt a slight heaviness on her head. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her hair, but felt nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

Shoko Toyokawa frowned, and her fingers lightly slid across the keys of the keyboard, producing a string of scattered notes.

Her eyes fell on the notebook in front of her with the music score. The notes danced between the staffs, but she could not form a coherent melody in her mind.

An inexplicable anxiety spread in her chest, as if something important was about to leave her.

"No, I can't concentrate at all."

The night outside the window was already deep, and there was only a dim light from a desk lamp in the room, which made her shadow very long.

Shoko Toyokawa's eyes unconsciously swept across the coffee cup on the table. The coffee in the cup had long been cold, but it was still full.

"summer……"

She murmured the name softly, the smile of Mikado Hatsuka appearing in her mind.

The boy who always had a warm smile on his face lit up her world like sunshine.

At that time, she was like a drowning person who was unwilling to call for help. She was pulled up by the other person in a forceful way, but she subconsciously struggled frantically and almost dragged him into the water.

However, when they met again in the cafe, Sanjiao Chuxia, who was hurt by her, easily forgave her, which made her feel even more guilty.

Originally, she just wanted to compensate the other person, but after spending these few weeks together, she seemed to become more and more dependent on the other person's presence.

Mitsuka's direct attacks always caught her off guard. Whether it was a sudden smile approaching or direct concern, it made Toyokawa Shoko's heart beat faster.

She looked forward to every time she spent with him, and would even unconsciously glance at him during breaks in her work.

Toyokawa Shoko's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, as if looking for a rhythm. She knew that her feelings for Mikado Hatsuka had long surpassed ordinary friendship.

However, before she saved enough money and settled down, she could not take the initiative to express her feelings to Sanjiao Chuxia, nor could she accept his feelings.

Therefore, Toyokawa Shoko wanted to incorporate this feeling into her own song, so that Sanka Hatsuka could understand it in her own way.

However, composing music is different from writing lyrics. When writing lyrics, one can express the emotions that one wants to express directly in the lyrics. However, composing music requires incorporating such complex emotions into a fixed framework, which is extremely difficult.

Toyokawa Shoko closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. She recalled the time when Sankaku Hatsuka played guitar on the stage of the livehouse. That gentle tone seemed to soothe all her anxieties.

"Maybe, try a simpler melody."

Putting her fingers back on the keyboard, Shoko Toyokawa gently pressed a note.

This time, she did not deliberately think about the direction of the melody, but let her emotions flow.

The notes gradually connected to form a soft and warm melody. Her heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with the music, and every keystroke seemed to speak to her inner heart.

The night outside the window was still dark, but Shoko Toyokawa's mood gradually brightened.

She took off her headphones, turned to the last page of her notebook, and wrote down the music score below the last agreement she had recorded.

"When we fulfill our last promise, let's play this song."

The last agreement: take Xia to my house to see the piano and play it for him.

the next day.

The morning light shone on the wooden tabletop of Leblanc, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee beans. Toyokawa Shoko stood behind the bar, wiping her coffee cup with her hands, but her eyes unconsciously drifted to the door.

"Good morning, Xiaoxiang."

Sanjiao Chuxia pushed open the door, still wearing that familiar smile on his face. His voice was light and bright, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

"Good morning, Xia. You seem very happy today. Did something good happen?"

"Well, I started a new band."

"Really? That's awesome!"

Toyokawa Shoko congratulated sincerely.

It seems that Xia has completely come out of Crychic.

"What's the name of Xia's band?"

Sanjiao Hatsuka walked behind the bar, putting on an apron and saying, "[personaction] means 'disguised action'."

“Although I don’t quite understand it, I think it’s pretty cool.”

"Yeah, yeah. There are only three of us in our band right now, but I'm the lead singer on guitar this time, so next time I do a live performance I can sing for Xiaoxiang myself."

"Okay, I'll definitely come and see it then."

She nodded.

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PS: Haha, I originally thought that relying on a dream to make Xiaoxiang transform into a white form was a bit abrupt, but the official version made it even more abrupt. (After all, my timeline here is more biased towards Baixiang)

ps2: I want to cuckold Xiaoxiang (

ps3: Broken! A few chapters ago, Hailing mentioned that she knew about the Persona series, but now I remember that Chuxia and Xiaoxiang worked at Lubrun... Ignore it.

Ask for a ticket~

Chapter 103: Would a former teenage idol dream of an illegitimate daughter of a noble?

The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the mist, casting a shadow on this small island surrounded by the sea. The waves gently lapped against the rocks, making a low, murmuring sound. The air was filled with the faint salty scent of the sea, mixed with the delicate fragrance of the rice paddies, refreshing the soul.

On the sea, several fishing boats were slowly sailing off into the distance, their sails looking exceptionally white in the morning light. The fishermen's cries carried with them on the wind, then vanished with it, as if they had never existed.

The boy with golden hair looked at the boundless sea, his eyes flashing with an indescribable complex emotion. The sea breeze blew through his golden hair, bringing a hint of coolness.

He didn't know what he was waiting for, but he had a vague premonition in his heart.

"Xia, you're daydreaming here again." A crisp voice came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts.

Triangle Early Summer, this is the name of the blond boy.

He turned around and saw a blonde girl who looked very much like him standing not far away, holding a small basket filled with fresh wild vegetables picked from the forest.

"Xiaochu..."

The girl is Sanjiao Chuxia's older sister, Sanjiao Chuhua. They have both lived on this island since childhood and have never left.

Sanjiao Chuhua walked over to him, put the basket on the ground, and sat down next to him.

"How many times have I told you to call me sister? I'm over a year older than you."

"No, you look about the same age as me."

"Okay, okay, then it's up to you."

She smiled helplessly and reached out to gently ruffle Sanjiao Chuxia's hair.

"What are you thinking about?" Sanjiao Chuhua asked, following his gaze towards the distant sea level, "You've been coming here every day recently."

Sanjiao Chuxia didn't answer immediately, but continued to stare out, his fingers unconsciously fiddling with the sand beneath his feet. His eyes were a little vague, his thoughts seeming to have drifted far away.

"I just... feel a little strange." He finally spoke, his voice so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the waves. "I feel like something is about to happen, but I can't put my finger on what it is."

Sanjiao Chuhua turned his head, looked at his profile, and sighed softly.

"Don't think too much. Instead of spending this much time, you might as well go catch some rhinoceros beetles."

"But Xiaochu, aren't you afraid of bugs?"

"You can put it in the jar, at worst I'll just walk around it."

I used to hate my younger brother for coming back from outside catching bugs every day, but his depressed look now makes me even more worried.

Sanjiao Chuxia did not respond, but continued to daydream.

The two of them sat quietly, listening to the sound of the waves and feeling the gentle breeze. The sun shone on their bodies, warm and gentle.

After a while, the mist gradually dissipated, and Sanjiao Chuhua suddenly stood up and patted the sand off his shorts.

"Let's go, it's time to go back. Mom is still waiting for us to have breakfast."

Sanjiao Chuxia nodded and stood up as well. He shook the sand off his hands, then bent down and picked up the basket from the ground.

"Let me get it," he said.

Sanjiao Chuhua smiled and didn't refuse. She walked in front, and Sanjiao Chuxia walked behind. The two of them walked slowly along the beach towards the village.

The village has become bustling with activity, and the villagers have begun their busy day.

Children chased and played in the fields, old people basked in the sun outside their houses, and women busied themselves preparing breakfast. The aroma of food wafted through the air, bringing an inexplicable sense of security.

When they reached the door of their home, Sanjiao Chuhua suddenly stopped and looked back at Sanjiao Chuxia.

"Xia, we will be together forever, right?"

"What are you talking about, Xiaochu? Isn't that natural? We are family."

He answered with a smile, his tone relaxed and natural, as if it was a very simple question.

"We have been together since childhood and we will always be together. No matter what happens, we will never be apart."

Sanjiao Chuhua looked at him, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Not noticing her strangeness, Sanjiao Chuxia simply opened the door and walked in. Her mother's gentle voice came from inside the house, asking them to come in and eat.

"Come in quickly, breakfast is ready." Mother's voice came from the kitchen with a hint of urging.

Sanjiao Chuhua took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and then walked into the house together.

A simple breakfast was already laid out on the table: steaming rice, pickled salted fish, and some fresh vegetables. Mother sat at the table, a gentle smile on her face, watching them walk in.

"Mom, these are the wild vegetables that Xiaochu picked."