Classic soul swap, but a musical

"Xiaoxiang, are you feeling better?"

"It doesn't seem so." Aragaki Ai even felt that Xiangzi had been avoiding him.

What exactly went wrong?

"Really?" The blonde girl became worried about Xiaoxiang.

Volume 1: Chapter 114: Photos

What Miao Meng said just now is right. It is actually very difficult to make a reservation at this restaurant. It took a week to get a number.

She originally wanted to bring Xiaoxiang with her, but when she mentioned it once, Xiaoxiang said he might not have time. When she went to ask this morning, she was rejected again.

Chu Hua placed his fingers on his chin, quickly put away his worried look, and put on a faint smile.

"Xiaoxiang will be fine."

"Yeah, I believe her too." Aragaki Ai nodded and watched a waiter walk towards them with drinks.

The dishes should have been served.

Moreover, there was only one drink, decorated with a heart, which was obviously prepared for couples.

But the waiter stopped in front of them, placed the drinks between the two of them, and said.

"This is what the customer ordered for you."

Following his gaze, he could see the short-haired girl waving at them with a smile.

Aragaki Ai was a little helpless, but there was no need to make things difficult for the service staff. She let them let it go and would go find Miao Meng to settle the score when she had the chance.

Chu Hua didn't react at all. She just accepted it calmly and continued to talk to him about the previous topic.

The two talked about work for a while, and finally the topic came back to Xiangzi. Chuhua seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally trying to find out about their relationship.

Ai Aragaki understood her thoughts and revealed it intentionally or unintentionally, saying that she had only helped Xiangzi and was a good friend of hers.

As for the fact that they had lived together for a few days, he kept it a secret completely. I guess Xiangzi didn't want anyone to know.

Chu Hua seemed very satisfied, with a smile on his face. His mood eased slightly, and his movements became relaxed and no longer so cautious. Occasionally, the cutlery would hit the plate, making a slight sound.

The atmosphere became lively, the speech became relaxed, and the voices would occasionally become louder during conversations.

Ai Aragaki glanced at the time, remembered the promotion, opened the video, and placed it between the two of them.

"The promotions should have started, and the first music video should have been released half an hour ago."

"Let's see the number of views." She felt that sticking her head out was too indecent, and thinking that they could watch it together, she stood up on her own initiative, moved the stool towards the boy, and sat closer.

Ai Aragaki's attention was on her phone. She glanced at the number of views and clicked play.

"Over 7,000 views in half an hour?!"

Anyone could hear the joy in their voices. Aragaki Ai had very low expectations. The photos of Mu, Miao Meng, and Chu Hua had not been released yet, but they had already received this much playback volume, which was already very good.

Chu Hua and he were sitting almost side by side, watching Qu Hui in the video. The way Mujica expressed his worldview was surprisingly consistent.

The one and a half minute video flashed by almost instantly. Aragaki Ai looked up and found that Chuhua was actually sitting next to him.

When I turned my face to the side, the distance between us was no more than twenty centimeters, just like we were classmates before I traveled through time, and our legs were about to touch each other.

I could smell her scent, the violin concerto was playing in my ears, and in front of me was a half-eaten meal.

The girl chuckled and tilted her head.

"It's already surpassed the number of views on your award-winning video. Which side do you think is happier?"

"Of course it's the number of views on Mujica's videos. Tomorrow we should start by showing Miao Meng's photos to generate the first wave of traffic for the promotion." As Aragaki Ai was talking, she suddenly thought of something else. "Oh, by the way, I don't think I've shown you the script for the stage play yet. I'll send it to the group."

"Lines?" Chu Hua was a little confused.

"Well, because of the world view setting, there will be stage performances. When you have a live show, you will have to perform a stage play, and you all need to memorize it in advance."

After clicking send, Aragaki Ai continued to eat with Chuhua, but she did not move the chair back.

The two chatted and laughed as dinner ended normally. After paying the bill, they said goodbye to Miao Meng and took the elevator downstairs together.

The moment the elevator door opened, the brightly lit restaurant suddenly became a little dim.

it's getting dark.

The city lights are always bright, so the night sky loses its color. There are only a few bright spots on the blue-black curtain, and the brightness of the city becomes light pollution at night.

But, you can still see a few stars.

Walking on the street, Chuhua raised his hand, pointed to the only few bright stars, and told him.

"That's Leo, and that's Gemini. It's very dim. Can you see it?"

"Eh? I can't see clearly."

Aragaki Ai was playing dumb. "Is there something bright in the night sky? It must be a drone."

"How is that possible? The Summer Triangle is not visible yet, but it will be visible soon.

It's a little difficult to see the stars in Tokyo. I often go to a planetarium in Ikebukuro. If you have time, I can take you there once."

Chuhua chuckled and pointed at the moon again.

"Can you see this?"

The moonlight is bright and silvery, and even with light pollution, it can be seen clearly.

Aragaki Ai still sighed, "Huh? What."

"You are really kidding me." Chu Hua smiled. The closer it gets to summer, the cooler the night wind becomes.

"Well, you can still see the moon," he said with a smile, "but next to the moon, the other stars seem even less colorful."

"Yes, do you like the stars or the moon more?" The girl nodded in agreement, looking at the office that was about to arrive.

"I think they all like it."

She stopped and said, "Just send it here. If we go any further, others will see us easily."

"Miss Triangle has some awareness of being a celebrity now." Aragaki Ai stopped with her, her voice rising slightly with a hint of teasing.

"It would be great if I really became a celebrity." She is still in the early stages of her career and is indeed not very famous, but she still has a certain number of fans.

During the anime era, Chuhua was already very popular as Mujica, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that she was a celebrity.

Aragaki Ai stood still, and said cheerfully, "Thank you, I'm very happy that you invited me."

"Well, just consider this as a reward for not letting me get hurt. I'm happy too, Aragaki."

She smiled and waved, "No need to see me off, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

At the same time, Xiaoxiang, who had just finished his part-time job, was riding the tram, looking at the dialog box on his mobile phone. When faced with Chuhua's invitation, he used the excuses of being busy and having no time to decline.

She returned to the rented house and re-arranged all the books. Occasionally, when she had free time, she would take out a few books to read.

She didn't find that kind of book, but she felt it was a bit abnormal because she heard from the sisters who worked there that boys all had it.

None of Aragaki Ai's personal belongings were put away and were still in their original places, as if he had never left.

She took a shower and changed into pajamas.

"Drip."

The vibrating sound of the cell phone attracted Xiangzi's attention. She put the hair dryer aside, pressed the unlock button, and stared at the photo in a daze.

The boys and girls in the restaurant are standing very close to each other with smiles on their faces. If you zoom in a little on the photo, you can see the drinks decorated for couples.

Her brows were furrowed and her eyes were wide open.

“Chuhua…”

Volume 1: Chapter 115 Level

The curtains were drawn and the lights were off.

The room was very dim. If it weren't for the small, dimly lit screen, it wouldn't even be dim; it would be darkness.

When she saw the photo, Xiangzi felt dizzy. She put the hair dryer back, her half-dry long hair scattered behind her. She turned off the lights, lay on the bed, and stared at the two people in the photo.

The photo was posted in the group.

He looked at it over and over again, examining every detail, his eyes always focused on the symbol with a heart in it, representing a couple.

Why? It should just be a meal together, right?

She turned over, turned off her phone, and stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. A hint of bitterness unconsciously appeared in her expression. She was looking at the same place and sleeping in the same bed.

Feeling the pain in his chest, this feeling was even more intense and more uncomfortable than deciding to give up on him and return him to Mu.

Just looking at the photos, I feel a suffocating feeling, as if I were thrown into the deep sea, with the light source disappearing little by little, until there is no light at all.

I don’t want to think about this, but the more I don’t want to think about it, the more I think about it.

It's obviously getting better.

What exactly went wrong?

The phone vibrated again. She turned her head and looked at her father on the line. She wanted to ignore it, but she still pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

"Xiangzi, do you still have money?"

"No."

"......"

After a long silence, he seemed to finally remember that he should care about his daughter.

"Where are you now?"

"...a friend's house." Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't bear not to answer. "Have you contacted Yuezhisen for me?"

".......Tomorrow, I will definitely go tomorrow."

Probably because he thought that her friends were all girls and classmates of Yue Zhisen, he didn't say anything else, including the two previous mentions of borrowing money.

The man on the other side found that after he lost the name Fengchuan, no matter how much he treated others or how hard he worked, he could not get back to his previous status.

The call was hung up.

Xiangzi just felt that more and more bad things were happening to him, but his phone was still stuck on the original interface.

That is, that photo.

She didn't want to see it.

I don't want to see anything.

She was not the only one who saw the photo. Because it was sent to the group, Hai Ling didn't say anything, or she didn't know what to say and felt something was wrong.

She raised her eyebrows, sensing the undercurrent beneath the calm sea, as if Miao Meng was provoking something.

Chu Hua saw it and turned off his phone. It was just a normal work communication and a way to repay his gratitude. There was nothing shameful about it, and he didn't even feel any fluctuation in his heart.

She put down her pen and paper, stretched herself, and decided to finish the rest of the work when she got home.

The girl who came back from outside was holding two donuts. She looked at Chu Hua packing up his things and asked with a little surprise.

"Oh? You're not going to write anymore?"

"Well, I'm a bit out of ideas. I still have filming work tomorrow, so you should go back early."

Chu Hua put the notebook into his backpack and said goodbye to her with a very formal smile.

Watching the girl leave, a certain lady tilted her head and noticed that she seemed a little different.

When Aragaki Ai just got home, the first thing she saw was not the photo, but the message from Mu.

"like...."

Looking at the message on the screen, he glanced at the upper right corner of his phone. It was time to practice the piano.

Aragaki Ai stepped out and realized what had happened. She rubbed her temples and replied to Mu.