Band Girl Drink Mixing Action

Xiaoxiang is still the best now.

"However," Su Shi continued, "although Xiao Xiang joined the band before me, she should have joined after Deng, right? I remember Xiangzi saying that it was after she saw Xiao Deng's lyrics book that she really started to think about forming a band together."

"Oh, so Deng met Xiangzi first, and then together they recruited Xiaoxiang to join the team?"

"No..." However, unexpectedly, Xiao Deng denied it at this time.

"Eh?"

Not to mention Aine, even Su Shi and Li Xi were a little surprised. Could it be that it was Kiyokawa Xiang who joined the band first when the band was first established?

Seeing everyone's expressions, Xiao Deng immediately realized that his statement had been misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant... I meant that before I met Xiangzi, I met Xiaoxiang first..."

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"Did Xiao Deng also watch yesterday's TV series?"

On the way to school, a group of classmates from my class passed by me. They seemed to be talking about yesterday's program. When they saw the lights, they started asking about it.

"Hmm...I feel a little horrified."

"fear?"

Ah, it seems that I have said something I shouldn't have said again. When Deng saw the surprised and confused expressions on his classmates' faces, he knew that he had done something wrong again.

Fortunately, the classmate didn't seem to care too much about this matter. He was very kind and walked to Deng's side and walked side by side with her. However, Deng walked too slowly and didn't say anything, so she was accidentally ignored without realizing it.

Looking at the classmates who were happily continuing to chat about the TV series, Deng lowered his head and followed behind them silently.

I'm still alone, so I've started to get used to it...

"I really want to be a human."

"What are you talking about?"

When Xiao Deng was muttering to himself absentmindedly, at the moment when no one should have responded, a voice suddenly came from the side, scaring Deng.

Deng turned sideways a little late to look and saw a girl he had never seen before. She was wearing the same uniform of Yugaoka Junior High School as him. Was she in the same class as him?

“No, nothing…”

Xiao Deng denied that he had just accidentally said what was in his heart. If someone heard such strange words, he would be treated with that kind of look again.

"Becoming a human... Although I overheard it in a hurry, I still trust my hearing."

The girl distanced herself slightly from the lamp, which reduced a lot of the pressure that the lamp was putting on itself. The kind and gentle smile on her face also reduced the pressure on the other half. "Hello, my name is Qingchuan Xiang."

"My name is Deng... Deng Takamatsu."

Normally, Qingchuan Xiang would not engage in such an abrupt conversation with a complete stranger whom she had never met or spoken to before. However, she was very interested in the interaction between Deng and his classmates that she had just accidentally witnessed, as well as the words Deng whispered.

However, this Takamatsu Deng seemed a little too timid. Seeing Deng's hands tucked in, as if he wanted to run away, Qingchuan Xiang understood and, like a magician, pulled out a sealed vial.

"Would you like a drink? I made it myself, something refreshing."

"drinks?"

It seemed like he had successfully attracted the other party's attention. Qingchuan Xiang twisted the cap of the small bottle with satisfaction, and a slightly pungent smell came out, accompanied by the sound of bubbles.

"Give."

"...Thank you." Xiao Deng, who didn't know how to refuse, took the drink from Qingchuan Xiang, whom she had just met, and drank it with a degree of trust that would make the safety education teacher scream.

The moment the drink touched the tip of his tongue, Deng's amber eyes widened.

“It’s delicious…”

"Right~"

When the topic of drinks came up, Qingchuan Xiang seemed to become more lively, but she still didn't forget the reason for the conversation.

"Xiao Deng, is there anything bothering you?" Qingchuan Xiang followed Deng's steps, keeping pace with her. Although they were talking, he kept looking ahead, looking very casual, as if this was just a random chat. "Is that why you sighed like that?"

"I……"

Can the person in front of me understand me? Deng pursed his lips.

"I want to be a human." Without any explanation, she just repeated it again. Because Deng couldn't express her problem, this was the most straightforward verbal expression she could make.

"That's it."

However, the other party simply accepted his statement and even turned around and smiled at him.

"Then maybe we are quite similar."

Like? This time it was Xiao Deng's turn to be confused.

Qingchuan Xiang didn't seem to be planning to explain, but he did offer Deng a suggestion:

"Takamatsu-san, are there any small things that can help you relax? Do you want to try to take those things a step further?"

……

Before that, Deng had always kept a diary. Calling it a diary might not be quite right, as it was just a bunch of incoherent, incoherent sentences scribbled down in his notebook.

But on that day, Xiao Deng seemed to have let out a burst of emotion. In just one night, he had densely written a whole page of sentences. Looking at those sentences that seemed to have changed a little because of the increase in number, Xiao Deng was not sure whether they were of any use to him.

However, not long after, on a day when petals were falling, the "diary" he had written was seen by another person.

“Are these lyrics?” “Do you want to form a band with me?”

..............................

"Actually...there has been such a story before." Aine was so engrossed in the story that she almost clapped her hands for a moment.

Even Qingchuan Xiang didn't know when he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, and his blue eyes looked at the amber eyes facing him right in front of him.

"If it weren't for Xiaoxiang, I would definitely still be standing still...even the things that happened afterwards were the same."

Deng expressed her thoughts to Qingchuan Xiang in a somewhat clumsy manner. Even now, apart from singing, she always didn't know how to express her thoughts.

Tell everyone what you think about Xiaoxiang.

But Deng still spoke at this time, even if he might say something wrong again, Deng didn't want Xiaoxiang to still have that cold "smile".

Even if we are going to get lost, let us continue to move forward together.

Chapter 341 The cat is coming!

Those who came to visit the patient did not stay here for too long. They placed the bedside table full of the little gifts they had prepared, and after giving a few words of advice, they prepared to leave.

But before leaving, Su Shi asked one more question: "Xiao Xiang, how are you going to have dinner?"

"Hmm..." Qingchuan Xiang raised his head and looked at Su Shi. His eyes looked dull for a rare moment, as if he was struggling to think about this question. Then he answered, "My sister will buy it outside and send it to me."

"In that case," Su Shi suggested immediately, apparently already having an idea in mind. "How about I go home and make some hot soup for Xiao Xiang and bring it over? After all, Xiao Xiang's sister is very busy at work, and it's not easy to trust if I buy it outside. If I make it myself, I can pay extra attention to nutrition and so on.

"What do you think, Xiaoxiang?"

"..." Qingchuan Xiang took out his cell phone from under the pillow on the hospital bed, opened it and handed it to Su Shi, "Su Shi, just talk to my sister directly."

It seems that Qingchuan Xiang himself doesn't care.

Qingchuanyu's opinions were easily accepted. Yu did not have to get off work until nine o'clock, and he could let his younger sister eat food specially prepared by others and more nutritious. Not to mention the relaxation for himself, it was also a better plan for Xiaoxiang, so there was naturally nothing to refuse.

Yu also expressed his gratitude to Su Shi very solemnly and insisted that he would give him monetary rewards later.

I feel like Miss Yu is guarding against me. Does she not want Xiaoxiang to owe anyone a favor?

"That's great! Su Shi definitely wants to monopolize the opportunity to take care of Xiao Xiang~"

Aiyin poked her finger in the air, but she knew that even if she wanted to make Xiaoxiang a nutritious meal, she didn't have the ability to do so and would have to trouble her mother. The others were in a similar situation.

"Anyway, Xiaoxiang, take a good rest first and look forward to it."

Before leaving, everyone helped Qingchuan Xiang refill her water cup, helped Xiaoxiang, who was sitting on a small stool, back to the bed and tucked her into the quilt. When the ward door was closed again, Qingchuan Xiang temporarily returned to being alone.

Qingchuan Xiang struggled to turn over and faced the bedside table, on which was an open cup of water and a bunch of straws that everyone had brought.

He stretched out his hand and took all the straws, then connected them end to end one by one. Soon, several short straws were connected into a long one, which was enough to build a long road between Qingchuanxiang lying on the bed and the cup of water on the cabinet.

Qingchuan Xiang tried hard to stretch the straw towards the water cup, and after shaking it for a while, he finally succeeded in sucking water from a distance.

comfortable.

Qingchuan Xiang sipped the water intermittently, each drop helping her wake up a little from the illusion of evaporation. In her current state, every time she took the cup and poured it into her mouth, it was fine when the water was initially full. But once the cup dropped to about halfway, each additional angle of pouring required more effort. Even worse, Xiang's frequent lifting of her head to drink water made her feel even more dizzy.

Every time she had a fever, it was always so painful. Qingchuan Xiang felt uncomfortable and thought to herself that she would take good care of her health in the future. However, she knew that even after she recovered from the illness, nothing would change...

These are all real experiences gained from previous fevers.

After taking another sip of water, Qingchuan Xiang put the straw aside temporarily, lay down steadily on the extremely soft white pillow, and began to think.

After all, I can't do anything most of the time while lying in bed. If I play with my phone and look at the screen for too long, I'll feel dizzy. The nurses are also strictly watching over me when I drink beverages, and many things are not allowed...

In fact, Qingchuan Xiang really wanted to try what the medicine in the bottle hanging during the IV drip tasted like.

Well, maybe my thinking is a little too confused. If it were my usual self, even if my name was Qingchuan Xiang, I would not think of drinking this thing, probably.

So his few recreational activities might be drinking a sip or two of plain water, then watching the medicine drip out of the IV drip, then being injected into his body through the tube and needle. Sometimes, when Qingchuan Xiang had extra time, he would imagine the scene of those water drops traveling through the tube and mixing with the blood along the way.

This is just a small thing, but it can give Qingchuan Xiang the experience of visiting an aquarium.

It can be considered as finding joy in suffering.

And during the rest of the time, Qingchuan Xiang was thinking, wondering whether he really... had not actually changed at all, and was even affecting the people around him.

Initially, Qingchuan Xiang's thoughts were somewhat pessimistic, but she didn't fall into a vortex of self-criticism. Instead, she was grateful for her brain, which always gave her the illusion of burning through. After drying out some of the water in her "waterlogged" brain, her way of thinking did indeed become closer to her past self.

Qingchuan Xiang would be more rational when she had a fever. But even so, she urgently needed a proof that would make her feel that she was not a dead end.

If after careful consideration she came to the conclusion that she had really been stagnant, then she would really collapse in her rationality.

Fortunately, Xiao Deng provided her with this certificate just now.

But it is not enough to completely dispel the shadow in Qingchuan Xiang's heart. She may need to ask a few more people... Su Shi, who will come to bring her dinner later, is a good choice.

As she was thinking, the door suddenly opened. Qingchuan Xiang was stunned. If it was a nurse, she would knock on the door first and wait for a while before pushing the door open. Su Shi wouldn't come back so soon, right? And Su Shi would also knock on the door, right?

Qingchuan Xiang rolled over in the quilt and turned to the other side, and then a white-haired head appeared behind her without her knowing.

In addition to the white jellyfish hairstyle, there is also a pair of rather strange heterochromatic eyes, and the smell of matcha hits you in the face.

"Lena...?"

"Yeah, it's Lenai."

Yao Lenai, who seemed to have not seen the message before, arrived late.

She didn't seem to have brought her guitar, which she always carried with her. As usual, she was not wearing her school uniform even though it was after school. She was wearing clothes that were tattered in several places, as if they had been scratched by a cat. They looked a little thin in the current weather.

"Xiao Shui, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well... a little." In fact, it was actually very uncomfortable.

"Come and hug me then?"

"?"

Before Qingchuan Xiang could react, Le Nai had already moved as swiftly as a cat, throwing back the quilt and crawling in. The quilt, which was already a little hot due to Xiang's own high body temperature, suddenly had another heat source.

Chapter 342 Good Cat Bad Cat?

"Xiao Shui is so hot."

As soon as she got into the bed, Lenai huddled up on Qingchuan Xiang's chest. The heat emanating from Qingchuan Xiang's body hit her in the face, along with a peculiar smell, somewhat like sweat, but without the sour smell after crazy exercise in the summer. Instead, it was a more refreshing, youthful and energetic body fragrance that seemed to exist only in fantasy youth literature.

It was a scent she had never smelled on Xiao Shui before. Lenai's nose twitched a few times. She liked this scent very much, it was light but pleasant.

So Lenai started twisting in the quilt again, trying to move herself up a little bit.

"You know it's hot, but you still move around—" Qingchuan Xiang put one hand directly on Lenai's head, but now she had no strength to stop Lenai from rushing around. Fortunately, Lenai keenly noticed Xiao Xiang's weakness and stopped on her own.

"It's not that hot." Lenai, her upper body buried in the quilt, in the darkness where the light couldn't reach her at all, her eyes sparkled like a cheetah in the wild, curious about its prey and keeping a close eye on it at night. "And it's quite comfortable."

"But I'm already sweating." Qingchuan Xiang said unhappily and weakly, "Lena, you feel comfortable because your body is too cool..."

Because he slept mostly in bed, Qingchuan Xiang's hospital gown wasn't thick enough to prevent dehydration and exhaustion, potentially leading to more serious symptoms. Through the thin layer of clothing, Qingchuan Xiang could easily sense the warmth of the writhing wild cat in his arms. His hands, at the end of his body with a relatively limited blood supply, were even colder due to insufficient heat production.

When Lenai just got into bed, her cold little hands almost froze Qingchuan Xiang so much that she screamed out.

The reason is probably that the clothes Lenai is wearing are still thin clothes suitable for wearing in hot weather, and this wild cat Lenai is probably always running around outside. Even if he sweats during exercise, it will probably be quickly dried by the cool wind and become even colder.

"Then shouldn't Xiaoshui feel comfortable holding me?"

Le Na tilted her head, thinking that since Qingchuan Xiang was so hot, hugging something cool should be just the right way to relieve the heat.

"..." Qingchuan Xiang didn't say anything, but grabbed Lenai's two little hands. In a short while, the little hands that were originally a little cold were defeated by Qingchuan Xiang's higher body temperature and gradually warmed up.