Finally, I became their white moonlight

Volume 169: Chapter Supplementary Statement

Chapter 166: Su Shi is in a superposition state of death and life, so there is no need to worry about really becoming Su Shi-chan.

Just like what readers have said, we don’t read books to see beautiful girls on the street, so I was very careful in controlling this part of the plot and tried not to describe any tragic situations as much as possible... Of course, for the sake of the overall atmosphere, I didn’t explain it in too much detail, so I have to add one more sentence here.

What Ming Hai said to the system meant that he already knew that the system had cut off the time "before Su Shi fell from the building", that is, it cut this plot into the settlement screen before she became Su Shi-chan.

To put it simply, Su Shi was just "similar" symbolically, and there was no unpleasant plot.

...Well, actually I don't want to make my favorite character like this, but the plot develops like this, so I can only write in a more comfortable direction as much as possible.

I will continue to do my best to avoid making readers feel uncomfortable. Please encourage and provide suggestions (in the group or private message or

Volume 170: Chapter 11525 Chapter Raise your head before despair ( words long chapter)

"The light hasn't come out yet?"

"Hmm...it's probably the same today. I've asked for leave from school, but I can't keep going like this..."

Takamatsu family.

Standing in front of their daughter's door, a couple talked softly with worried faces, their hands hanging in the air above the door as if they wanted to knock but stopped, and finally let go helplessly.

They knew their daughter was delicate and sensitive, and they also knew that once she closed her heart, even her family would find it difficult to open it up...

Not to mention taking her to see a psychologist, even just a few casual words of concern may touch her most vulnerable emotional point, making the situation worse.

Like now, just locking myself in the room and not going out, using autism to reject the whole world, is actually reassuring.

"Let's wait and see for now."

Gao Song's father sighed, as if unwilling to put more pressure on his daughter, and pulled his wife away from the door.

"As long as Deng doesn't do anything stupid, it'll be fine. If you want to blame someone, blame us as parents for never having a deep understanding of her heart in the past. That's why we can't help at all now."

"Time will heal all the pain sooner or later, and Deng will eventually walk out on her own... Before that, let's stay by her side and let her know that this home will always be her safe haven."

Takamatsu's mother wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, leaned on her husband and nodded gently.

Because he would be fired if he didn't go to work, and for the sake of the survival of the family, Gao Song's father, who had taken many days off to look after his family, put on a suit and went out to work.

Takamatsu's mother took on the responsibility of keeping an eye on the status of the lamp at all times. After preparing lunch, she walked into the lamp room quietly.

The curtains blocked the gloomy rain, and only the light coming in from outside the door illuminated the silence in a corner of the room.

After putting the lunch on the desk and removing the untouched breakfast, Takamatsu's mother walked to the bedside, touched the gray-haired head curled up in the quilt, and after confirming that the girl's breathing was steady and there was nothing abnormal, she left the room with peace of mind.

"Deng, eat well... Dad and I will wait for you to get better."

With only these words left, the darkness returned to peace.

-

Gao Songdeng had a very long dream.

In her dream, she did not meet Ming Hai, but still joined [CryCHIC] under the leadership of Xiangzi.

She worked hard to learn how to sing, and also worked hard to write Spring Shadow - she made a lot of efforts to retain those warm and dazzling times.

However, all this was still swallowed up by a heavy rain.

Because of his own fault, Xiangzi left [CryCHIC]. The missing piece of memories began to fall apart, and finally everyone embarked on a different path.

After finally becoming a human, she also realized how painful it is to be alone.

"If, Narumi-san was here..."

Xiangzi will never leave [CryCHIC] and will face any problems together with everyone;

Even if it was his fault, he would pat his head helplessly and then help him improve it;

Even if everyone goes their separate ways in the end, he will not let himself be alone and will remain his good friend for life.

Because, they had agreed on this...

"I clearly said I wouldn't leave, I wouldn't disappear..."

"Why, you can never wake up again..."

Be it a dream, be it tomorrow, be it becoming a human being.

I don't need anything.

As long as you are still by my side, as long as you can still smile and say to me - "Deng, you have made progress."

That's all I want.

…Ahh, I see.

Am I craving too much?

Is it because I want too much that God punishes you?

"It's all the lamp's fault." I think everyone thinks so, right?

"So, it's all my fault. I harmed Ming Hai-san..."

I kept blaming myself, but I couldn't say that word.

But if it's me, it doesn't matter.

"Why, I wasn't the one who died."

"Why didn't I push Ming Hai away at that time?"

"...Yeah, it would be nice if I were the one to die."

"I can't do anything, so there's no point in me continuing to live in this world."

"God, please, let me take Narumi-san's place. Or, let me leave with Narumi-san."

"No, leave me here..."

Ming Hai classmate...

-

"Deng, eat well... Dad and I will wait for you to get better."

My mother's gentle voice came into my ears.

Waking up from nightmares day after day, Takamatsu Deng heard these warm yet exhausting words, but was unable to make any response.

She could only continue to cover her head with the quilt, curled up in the sticky and suffocating darkness, hugging herself tightly, allowing her spirit to be gradually devoured by despair and nothingness.

Don’t want to face it, don’t want to cheer up, don’t want to think.

Even if she just got up from the bed, she would be overwhelmed by the surge of guilt, questioning why she was still living in this world and not fulfilling her promise to be with Minghai for the rest of her life.

She couldn't find any place to escape. Her spirit was crushed by constant memories and self-blame. Even breathing became difficult, and there was a stinging pain in her closed eyelids.

But even so, Gao Songdeng still couldn't cry.

The moment she saw Ming Hai stop breathing, she lost consciousness on the spot and fainted on the stage; but whether she was then or now, she is different from Su Shi and the others, and not even a tear can flow from her eyes.

——It was as if the human heart had been lost, and only an empty shell wrapped in a foreign substance remained.

I clearly want to cry, but I can't; I clearly am in as much pain as anyone else, but I can't feel any sadness.

She was horrified, disgusted, and afraid of herself as she was.

So, she locked the monster named "Takamatsu Tomori" in a room and locked herself in darkness where she could never see the sun.

Until one day, I woke up from this nightmare. It was no longer a dark and gloomy rainy day outside the window. Ming Hai and everyone were waiting downstairs for me to go to RiNG and practice the next song.

——Or maybe, her life came to an end, and she could finally go to heaven and apologize to Ming Hai.

"Ding dong!"

The cell phone placed on the bedside table rang with a long-lost message alert.

Gao Songdeng didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but not long after, another reminder sounded, as if urging her to check the message quickly.

Gao Songdeng hugged his head as if to escape, but still couldn't help thinking -

Who are the people who still send messages to themselves now?

Father? Mother?

Xiangzi sauce? Sushi sauce?

still is……

Her whole body trembled violently. It was obviously an impossible guess, but the moment the thought of "Ming Hai-san sent me a message" appeared in her mind, she couldn't control her hands and frantically held the phone in front of her.

When she opened the screen, she naturally discovered that the message was not from that person.

Xiangzi: "@Everyone, Ming Haijun left a song for everyone, come and have a look. (Attached: Cloud URL)"

I don’t know why, but after a while, Xiangzi sent a similar message again.

"@Everyone, after watching this, please try to cheer up. Ming Hai would not want to see you continue to be depressed. (Attached: Video)"

Before Gao Songdeng had time to feel disappointed, his eyes were attracted by the name and he subconsciously clicked on the message and video.

Familiar face, familiar voice.

The sad and ethereal piano melody gradually tore apart the cocoon woven by darkness, revealing the girl inside who raised her head timidly.

"Narumi-san..."

Ignoring the feeling of my eyes, which had not seen the light for a long time, and squinting at the cold light of the screen.

Gao Songdeng stared at the young man on the screen, and a faint candlelight finally lit up in the depths of his gray and dry eyes.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat and no sound came out.

She could only hold the phone tightly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, letting her breathing stagnate at his singing, letting the song that ushered in the day flow into her heart, allowing her self locked in the darkness to greedily absorb that ray of bright light.

"People are always slow to understand what is in the mind of others."

"Even so, we still love and are loved, knowing that living on is a predetermined destiny."

Gao Songdeng: “Ah…”

"Farewell to everything with pure whiteness, the falling snow!"

"Please bury everything, at least just for today."

"Hide them all—"

The piano music stopped.

Ming Hai turned his head and met Takamatsu Deng's eyes.

"Please live your life well and keep moving towards tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter whether I exist in this world or not, but it would be a pity if you lovely guys and the smiles on your faces were gone."

“Xiangzi, Sushi, Deng, Mu, Lixi… I am really happy to know you and to meet [CryCHIC].”

He read each person's name carefully and gently, then slowly stood up and walked in front of the camera.

"I hope we can meet again one day in the future."

"..."

Takamatsu Deng stretched out his fingers blankly, trying to touch his cheek close to the screen.

But in the end, the fingertips still stayed on the darkening screen, and the replay button lit up.

So, she watched the video over and over again.

Listening to his singing, listening to his encouragement, staring at every frame of his movement on the screen tirelessly, staring at his upturned lips and soft and bright eyes intently and seriously.

The darkness in the room continued, and the rain outside the window did not stop.

But her world, that closed and gloomy cocoon, gradually began to brighten up with the day.

Gao Songdeng could have played this video over and over until he couldn't resist the sleepiness.

But suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, and her phone and body fell uncontrollably onto the bed, and she couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Well--"

There was a brief blank in her consciousness, and before she could react, the image of Nagasaki Motoyo standing on a tall building was forcefully inserted into her mind, as if a video was transmitted from a remote location.