Girl band, because of the shining heart

I don’t know whether it was good luck or bad luck, but after the fourth copy, Ayako Ueda finally got the item she wanted.

Holy Fallen Angel Ayakohime: Great, Qianxiao-ge, I got what I wanted.

KoKonoe: Yeah.

Holy Fallen Angel Aziji: Then I will log off first, good night, Brother Qianxiao.

KoKonoe: Good night, Ako. By the way, if your sister is still awake, please say good night to Tomoe for me.

Holy Fallen Angel Akohime: Good!

Soon, the bright online avatar turned into a gray offline avatar, which meant that Ayako Ueda was indeed offline.

But it is not known whether she really went offline to sleep, or was going to practice drums after going offline.

After all, who said that sending good night messages to each other means it’s time to really go to bed?

Jiuchong Qianxiao is also preparing to go offline.

But at this time, someone sent him a message in the game.

After opening the chat interface, Jiuchong Qianxiao was stunned for a moment after seeing the other party, then clicked on the avatar. The message sent by the other party made him hesitate for a long time before he gave a reply.

RinRin: Can we meet here tomorrow? I have something to ask you, but I haven't told Xiao Yazi yet. I want to meet her alone.

KoKonoe: Yeah.

PS: Enter the Platinum Phosphorus branch, enter the Roselia main line, the Roselia main line triggers the Pastel*Palettes main line, then triggers the Afterglow main line and the Hello, Happy World! main line at the same time, and finally enters the Poppin'Party main story.

PS: Please vote and collect.

PS: Should I ask for some PY? Otherwise, I feel that this result is really not good.

Chapter 41: Stories from the Past

The sunset glow in the evening shines on every person who is in a hurry. Everyone is busy running for life. Under the soft sunlight of the setting sun, the cool evening breeze is accompanied by a hint of coolness. In the days after the warm spring, a little later, it will be summer.

By then, the cool evening breeze will also bring a hint of the boredom of the hot summer.

Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, supporting his chin with his hands, Jiuzhong Qianxiao turned his head and looked through the window at the bustling crowd coming and going outside, and ripples began to form in his heart.

Last night, in the game, Platinum Rinko invited him to meet at this cafe. This was not the Yuze Cafe, but a cafe under the Death Zou Group. He had no idea why Platinum Rinko invited him.

Because the other party said that they were just meeting alone, and she didn't seem to have told Ayako Ueda about this matter, which made him start to worry about something.

But there is no point in worrying now. Once Platinum Phosphorus arrives, the truth will naturally be revealed.

Just talking about Udagawa Ako, I don't know whether Lisa Imai and her plan succeeded. If they succeeded, then Yukina Minato's band would only be missing the last keyboard player, but the keyboard player...

Jiuzhou Chixiao's gaze fell on the person who was walking towards this side, a little reserved and timid. Her face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that she didn't like going out. In the past, she went out to be with Ueda Ayako, but now she came to see him.

When the other party came in, Jiuchong Qianxiao waved at her.

The time was just right, it was the agreed time.

"Want something to drink?"

After watching her take her seat, Jiuchong Qianxiao asked in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of irritating her, but the other party just lowered her head and had no intention of answering him at all.

"A glass of hot milk."

After hesitating for a moment and ordering a cup of hot milk from the waiter, Jiuzhong Qianxiao finally turned his gaze back to the other person.

"..."

Not knowing what to say, or rather, still organizing her words, Platinum Phosphorus timidly raised her head and looked at him, then quickly lowered her head.

She is very confused now.

On that day, when she met Chisato Kunoe while going to see Ako Ueda, she returned home and asked her mother.

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"Mom...did I know...Junioru Chihaya before?"

At that time, she saw disbelief and confusion in her mother's eyes, but more of it was pain and surprise. For some reason, she felt at that moment that her mother seemed to be hiding something from her, but when she asked later.

The mother didn't say anything, but told her a story.

In one school, my daughter, who was still an elementary school student at the time, was actually much more socially anxious than she is now. Not only did she have long pauses when talking, but she was almost unable to communicate with the children around her. Apart from her family at home, she had almost no ability to communicate with others.

He is not good at speaking or communicating. His only good friend is a little girl who also doesn’t like to talk much but is very rational.

But one day when she returned home, her daughter told them that she had a new friend. They didn't take it seriously at the time. Perhaps the other party was just curious about her daughter's personality, and when they found that the two of them could not communicate at all, they might break off relations with her.

After all, children prefer to chat and play with others.

But in the following time, they found that their daughter mentioned the child more and more often, and began to show interest in the piano, which made them curious about what kind of child the other child was.

So one day later, they asked Bai Jinlinzi to invite the other party to their home, saying that they wanted to see what kind of person their daughter's good friend was.

After school that day, my daughter brought the man home.

He is a very handsome and cute little boy who always has a faint smile on his face. Although he has little communication with his daughter, he can always understand what she is thinking. He even understands his daughter better than they, the parents, do.

There are always some cognitive errors between adults and children, but children of the same age do not have this problem.

They originally thought so, but later after communicating with the little boy, they found out that the other party was one year younger than Platinum Rinko, and it was only because of his personality that they had this illusion.

The two have a very good relationship, which makes them as parents very happy, because this is one of the few good friends of their daughter, and they are naturally happy for her.

It was also after that that Shirogane Rinko began to learn to play the piano. She possessed a high talent for playing and her love for the piano exceeded her parents' imagination.

Having your own hobbies and having friends who can understand your thoughts without having to communicate is a good thing in itself.

After seeing their daughter's talents and hobbies, as parents they naturally supported her hobbies and asked her if she wanted to participate in any competitions. Only after their daughter agreed would they sign her up for a piano competition.

My daughter is very talented and often wins awards in competitions, but her little girl friend does not have such talent. The girl who studies the violin has basically never won any awards.

But the relationship between the two is still very good.

It's just that my daughter likes the little boy a little more than her.

As the days passed, the parents were happy for their daughter, because her talent and hard work won her many awards. Their daughter was also happy about this, because she had two best and closest friends, and she had something she loved and could gain something from it.

Until a big piano competition comes.

When my daughter saw her closest friend as her opponent, her performance in the final was not good in front of a large number of spectators. Or rather, it could not be called a poor performance at all, as she did not even put her hands on the keys.

After that day, the daughter never mentioned the little boy again. When they asked her about it, she asked them in confusion, "Does she really have such a friend?"

The tremendous pressure from the audience, the loss of the courage to play in the final, the exit as a loser, and the blow from her closest friend as an opponent cast a heavy shadow over the daughter's young heart. After that, not only did she not mention the little boy, but her subconscious mind seemed to seal the incident deep in her mind in order to protect her.

It was also after that that my daughter's love for the piano faded a lot. Although she still practiced playing the piano, there was no longer the light in her eyes when she played the piano. As her love for the piano faded, she no longer participated in competitions.

The boy eventually transferred to another school. Before leaving, he left a letter when he came to visit them, asking her parents to give it to her when she remembered something.

And on that day, the daughter, Shirogane Rinko, received the letter.

There was only a piece of paper in the envelope, and on it was the score of a piano piece. There was nothing written on it, and no words were said. There was only the score of a piano piece and the name of the piece.

Flower Dance

When she tried to play the piece, every movement of her fingertips made her feel more and more difficult to breathe, and the memories buried in the dust gradually awakened from her mind.

She seemed to remember something. There was an unfinished song in her ears, with some messy piano sounds jumping in her ears. She stared blankly at the hands that had stopped playing. The piano sounds echoing in her ears wrapped her heart tightly.

It was like the spring sun shining through the gaps, casting dazzling light, the dancing petals falling before my eyes one by one, a soft voice sounding in front of me, and a gentle smile reappearing before my eyes.

"You, do you want to play it together?"

The white hand reached out to her and she held it.

Chapter 42: What can no longer be conveyed

That’s the end of that story.

The girl held the boy's hand, and after that, the two hands that were holding each other just separated, no longer holding each other, and they didn't even touch each other.

It was a long time before the girl saw the boy again. There seemed to be a barrier between their hands. They did not touch each other, nor did they reach out to each other.

"Really? That's what your mother told you."

There was a flash of loneliness in his gentle eyes. Jiuchong Qianxiao put down the coffee cup, looked at Baijin Linzi sitting opposite him, and smiled gently.

"Would you like to hear my story?"

After Bai Jinlinzi nodded, Jiuzhong Qianxiao slowly began to tell the story he wanted to tell.

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After the opening ceremony in early spring, as a student he did not like going to class. No matter what the teacher taught or what he needed to learn, he had already learned it. The reason he agreed to go to school was just to fulfill his parents' wishes.

He didn't want to stay in the boring classroom, so he sneaked into the school's classical music classroom and sat in front of the piano.

Although he had never touched a piano before and had only seen it at home, after he played each key once, he was able to play the entire song on the music score in front of him for practice.

So he put the music score aside and began to play casually. The beautiful sound of the piano was accompanied by the colorful falling petals when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom in early spring.

Before he knew it, it was already time for school to be over in the afternoon. The servant should have come to take him home, so he closed the piano, turned around, left the classical music classroom, and returned home.

The next day, he did not go to the classroom for class. Instead, he stayed in the classical music classroom all day, looking at the music score in his hand and playing every piece on it.

This behavior should have been stopped by the teacher or the school security, but who was he? He was the young master of the Jiuzhong family and the Shizou family, a child that even the eldest daughter Jiuzhong Lianyin doted on, so no one dared to stop him.

As the fragrant petals of fallen flowers outside the window floated in the room, it was already time for lunch. After lunch, he returned to the classical music classroom and sat in front of the piano again. The warm afternoon sun fell on him, covering him with a layer of dazzling gauze.

When he put his fingers on the keys, an uninvited guest finally interrupted him.

Turning his head, he saw the timid girl standing at the door, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands, staring at him with her gray-purple eyes hidden under her black hair.

The girl didn't say anything, nor did she make any movement. She just stared at him blankly, watching him place his slender white fingers on the keys of the piano.

So he asked, "Do you want to play it together?"

A gentle smile appeared on his face. The girl looked at the hand extended to her, hesitated for a long time, then walked over, put her hand on it, and nodded.

"Ah."

So the boy pulled the girl to sit next to him, and then watched her timidly put her fingers on the keys. After putting his own fingers on the keys, when he heard the first syllable played by the girl, his fingers danced lightly on the keyboard like a dancing elf.

Every syllable played by the girl was composed into a beautiful melody. Although the girl was just randomly pressing the keys of the piano, she could still hear the beautiful melody ringing in her ears.

At this moment, her gray-purple eyes were shining. This was the first time she had heard such a soft melody. When she looked to her side, the boy had a faint smile on his face. The sunlight outside the window, accompanied by the breeze, carried the petals and fell into her eyes. At this moment, the boy's smile was imprinted in her mind.

"Are you happy now?"

The boy's gentle voice rang in her ears, and she stopped her hands in some confusion. At the same time, the boy's hands also stopped, and the melody of the piano stopped at this moment. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She didn't know what to say, and she didn't understand what to say.

"Don't you want to play anymore?"

The girl then realized that the beautiful melody had disappeared for a long time. Her hands left the piano and placed on her thighs. She lowered her head and said nothing.

But at this time, the sound of the piano rang out again, and the melody seemed so strange, as if something was missing, but it was clearly the same melody that the two people had played just now.

She tilted her head in confusion and looked at the boy who was playing the melody they had just played together.

"If you don't like talking but want to express your feelings, there are actually many ways to do it. Just like the piano now, it's the same tune, but it seems like something is missing."

"That's because without you, no matter what kind of emotion, mood or thought, it can be conveyed through the piano tune. The melody just now was very nice, right? But that was a song you and I wrote and played together. It was because of you that we had such a rhythm."

The girl didn't quite understand what he meant, but she put her hands on the piano keys again and started playing as before. This time, the melody that seemed to be missing something was no longer missing. She widened her eyes in surprise, as if she understood something.

He turned his head and looked at the boy.

He was still smiling, and the smile on his face was still so gentle. At this time, he didn't say anything or ask anything.

Because the girl's emotions were conveyed to her through the piano.

The two of them played in the classical music classroom until school was over in the afternoon.

The girl's teacher discovered that the girl was missing during class, so she started looking for her in the school. Finally, after hearing the sound of piano, she came to the classical music classroom. The teacher did not say anything to stop the two of them, but just took a look behind the door and left.

Because the teacher found that the girl's face was filled with a smile called joy, and her eyes, which were originally confused and afraid, were now flowing with light. It was an expression that the teacher had never seen on the girl's face when he was teaching her.

The teacher helped conceal the fact that the girl had not been to class for the entire afternoon. It was not until after school that the teacher told the girl that if she really liked playing the piano with the boy in the classical music room, then as long as she maintained her grades, the teacher could help her skip class.

After that, the girl often appeared in the classical music classroom, playing the piano with the boy and composing a song together.

The flying petals of that day remained in her memory and imprinted in her mind.

She talked to her family and she made a new friend.

But she didn't even know the boy's name, and she had never spoken a word to him, although she didn't realize that the boy was judging her mood based on the melodies she played every day.