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"I was just looking at Xiaoxiang's clothes. I didn't look at Xiaoxiang's belly." Aiyin lied guiltily, her face changed color and her heart was pounding.

"Then...are my clothes so ugly?" Qingchuan Xiang raised her head with an effort and looked at her clothes. She was quite satisfied with the simple style.

Qingchuan Xiang looked at the light again and raised his question with his eyes.

Deng shook his head in confusion. Xiao Deng himself didn't pay much attention to his casual clothes. He usually wore a baseball jacket-style jacket and ordinary shorts.

Once, when everyone in CRYCHIC went to training on the weekend and changed into casual clothes, Li Xi complained that they looked like they were wearing little boy's clothes.

"I don't know much about these things either..." Xiao Deng stuttered. If the conversation was about penguins, insects or the like, she could still participate excitedly, but when it came to talking about clothes or something, she was really at a loss.

"I think putting on some nice clothes can make you look different, even if it only makes you look different. Sometimes your outward appearance can affect your inner thoughts. Xiaoxiang, don't you want to give it a try?"

Aiyin recalled what Xiaoxiang had said earlier, about her obsession with change, and said this.

It hits exactly what Qingchuan Xiang said.

"Then let's go look at clothes together. It feels good too."

"Okay!" Aiyin cheered immediately. Now she had to put her guitar rehabilitation aside when she got home today and pick out some suitable clothes for Xiaoxiang.

Chapter 76: Reaching a Consensus

Qingchuan Xiang was not late today, and even came a little earlier than usual. However, even so, when she walked into the classroom, she saw Xiangzi already sitting in her seat.

"Good morning, good afternoon, and good night~ Xiangzi, you came really early. I woke up too early today and thought I could get here before you."

"Gui'an, Xiang."

Xiangzi carefully observed Qingchuan Xiang's expression, but he could no longer see the fragile loneliness that flashed across his face at that moment.

"Have you solved Xiang's problem? What you asked me yesterday...about the lack of soul in my performance?"

After Qingchuan Xiang took out a box of juice from his schoolbag, he hung the bag on the edge of the table, sat sideways on the chair, and looked at Xiangzi who was sitting behind him.

"My problem hasn't been solved yet." Although he said this, Qingchuan Xiang didn't look troubled at all. Instead, he was enjoying drinking juice through the straw.

"Rather, I'm quite pessimistic about whether the problems I have now can be solved in the short term."

Xiangzi frowned slightly, looked at Qingchuan Xiang with a serious expression, and asked, "So what's your current situation?"

"Hmm..." Qingchuan Xiang continued to hold the juice box in one hand, hugging himself with the other, pretending to think, "I've adjusted my mindset now. I have Aine and Deng to thank for that. They told me some things yesterday when I was feeling depressed."

"I see, it's Aine and Touma."

Xiangzi lowered his head and started reading the textbook he was reading before.

Qingchuan Xiang looked at Xiangzi's reaction with some surprise. He would look away during the conversation and not look at the other person. This behavior rarely appeared in Xiangzi: "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

"No, I'm actually very happy that Xiang can recover to her original state."

"Your tone doesn't sound like that at all." Qingchuan Xiang threw the juice box onto his desk, then bent slightly to follow Xiangzi's gaze, which had dropped as he lowered his head. "If you're not unhappy, then you're just upset. That hug Xiangzi gave me had a huge impact on me, too."

Although there were some negative effects at the beginning...

Qingchuan Xiang's voice showed no sign of lowering. Although there were not many people in the classroom in the morning, with only a few good students who wanted to come to school early and today's monitors, Xiangzi still felt too ashamed if the fact that "Xiangzi and Qingchuan Xiang had hugged each other" was heard by others.

It would be more accurate to say that several people have already caught the key words and are looking over here with great interest.

This made Xiangzi, who originally didn't want to bother with Qingchuan Xiang for the time being, subconsciously put his finger in front of his mouth and said, "Keep your voice down!"

Qingchuan Xiang stopped obediently, then lay directly on Xiangzi's desk, looking at Xiangzi with a sweet smile.

Obviously, he was at a disadvantage in the "confrontation" with Qingchuan Xiang again this time.

Xiangzi sighed: "Since you have recovered now, there is no need to continue telling me about what happened last time, right?"

"But I also said that my problem has not been solved. I also want to ask Xiangzi's opinion." Qingchuan Xiang tilted his head.

"So...tell me now?"

Someone like Qingchuan Xiang actually has some problems in her heart that make her so lost. It would be a lie to say that Xiangzi is not curious. Even when Xiangzi was working in the bookstore yesterday, he couldn't help but suddenly think of this matter. Maybe he could ask Manager Yu what he thinks.

But in the end, Xiangzi did not do so. It was not because she was worried that Qingchuan Yu would be unwilling to tell her, but because she hoped that Qingchuan Xiang would tell her more about her in person.

However, Qingchuan Xiang shook his head and lowered his voice this time: "It's quite troublesome to explain, and it's not convenient to explain in this situation."

At this point, Qingchuan Xiang put on a mysterious look and said mysteriously: "After all, this is a very private matter for me. It's almost the same as if I were stripped naked and stood in front of you."

"..."

Is it really such a serious matter? Why use such a metaphor?

Qingchuan Xiang didn't think there was anything wrong and continued talking.

"Next time Xiangzi is free, come to my house again."

"it is good."

The topic ended like this. As soon as Qingchuan Xiang turned around, he immediately remembered something and turned back to it.

"Anything else?"

"I'm still joining Aine's band. I'm not sure if it will last forever, but at least I'll be able to perform a live show with them."

"Really?" Xiangzi lowered his head and looked at the notebook again, showing an indifferent look.

But Qingchuan Xiang knew that Xiangzi was still listening carefully to what he said.

"Lixi and Sushi have also agreed to join the band."

Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that her old friends had started a new band, she felt mixed emotions, but in the end, she felt more relieved.

"Also, my position in this band is keyboard player."

"Hmm?" Subconsciously, Xiangzi frowned and suddenly looked up at Qingchuan Xiang with a very strange expression. There was even a hint of anger in his surprise.

"Did Su Shi ask you to do that?"

"Huh?" Qingchuan Xiang was surprised by Xiangzi's reaction. After thinking about it carefully, Xiang realized that it was really because of Su Shi that he chose to be a keyboard player. However, it was not Su Shi who proposed it.

"That's not the case. I took the initiative to ask for this, although it is indeed related to Su Shi. Why did Xiangzi ask this?"

As if he remembered something troublesome, Xiangzi held his forehead and sighed.

"Because Su Shi... is really too entangled. When I heard you say that Su Shi joined a new band, I thought she had finally let it go. But then you said you suddenly became a keyboard player, so I thought she wanted to..."

Xiangzi didn't say the rest of the words, but Qingchuan Xiang could understand what she meant.

It is thought that Su Shi regards this new band as a substitute for CRYCHIC, and even wants Qingchuan Xiang to take the keyboard position that will be missing in the new band.

"Ha, in a sense, Xiangzi, you're not wrong."

Qingchuan Xiang smiled. The reason why he took the initiative to be the keyboard player was completely opposite to Xiangzi's. He chose to do it in order to let Su Shi slowly let go of Xiangzi.

In essence, they are all ordinary people, and it is indeed too entangled.

Chapter 77: So... so hot

The sun today was exceptionally strong, completely lacking the kind and warm temperament of the previous few days. Instead, it was a violent sun that spread endless scorching rays, scorching every corner of the ground.

Even those who tried to hide in the shade of trees or buildings couldn't resist the pervasive heat. In this weather, even the gentle breeze that usually relieved the heat had transformed into a vicious, aggravated gust, bringing the heat directly to everyone.

There was no sign of the temperature rising last night, but I could still feel refreshed and cool standing by the window, drinking a cup of cold tea.

So Qingchuan Xiang didn't even turn on the small fan at the head of the bed, and even covered himself with a thin quilt and fell asleep.

So early in the morning, Qingchuan Xiang was awakened by the temperature that had risen overnight. The terribly small quilt made Qingchuan Xiang sweat all over his body, and even the sheets were wet.

This is also one of the reasons why Qingchuan Xiang got up so early this morning.

After being forced to wake up due to the heat, Qingchuan Xiang first pulled off the sheets on the bed and threw them on the washing machine at the bathroom door. He took out the spare sheets and put them on the bed first, planning to make the bed again before going to bed after returning home at night.

Then I took a shower, just a cold one to rinse off the sweat, and changed into my school uniform. I said hello to my older sister, who was still sleeping peacefully with the fan on, and without caring whether she heard me or not, I set off for school.

Although she was woken up by the heat in the morning, a big part of the reason was that she was covered with a small quilt. Although it was not cool in the morning, the temperature was still within a range where she would not sweat easily.

However, after Qingchuan Xiang arrived at school, he still had some sweat on his forehead and his temperature rose a little obviously, which made Qingchuan Xiang very glad that he did not stay at home and be lazy, otherwise he might not be sweating so little now.

But what Qingchuan Xiang didn't expect was...

"Why did the classroom air conditioner...break down today..."

Qingchuan Xiang had already slumped, with his forehead resting on the edge of the table and his hands hanging limply. Occasionally, drops of sweat would slide down his drooping arms, flow to his fingertips, and drip to the ground.

Even classrooms that students disliked in the past are often a good place that everyone is reluctant to leave in the summer. This is because most school classrooms are now equipped with air conditioners to provide students with a shelter.

Regarding this point, people often joke about it when chatting on weekdays, that is, they heard that a certain school still has no air conditioning, or the air conditioning in a certain classroom is broken, turning it into a human steamer, steaming out one human bun after another.

Then today it was the turn of the students in Class B to become the target of gloating.

"Xiang, are you okay?"

Xiangzi looked at Qingchuan Xiang with some worry, as if he was constantly losing water, or vitality. He felt like he was looking at a stranded fish that didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"Not very good." Qingchuan Xiang replied weakly, and sat up with difficulty. He took out his large water bottle from his schoolbag and gulped down a bottle of water, which somewhat restored his spirit.

Qingchuan Xiang grabbed the vest of her school uniform with both hands and wanted to take it off directly. Many girls in the class had already done so.

But the difference between them is that Qingchuan Xiang's water output is much higher than theirs, and is not at the same level at all.

Qingchuan Xiang had only taken off half of his vest, revealing part of his shirt, and the first clues were already visible.

It was as if there was a lake hidden directly under Qingchuan Xiang's clothes. If it was because the clothes were wet with sweat and a little transparent, and the other girls were covered with a layer of gauze, then Qingchuan Xiang was covered with a layer of glass, and it felt no different from looking directly at her.

"Stop!" Xiangzi quickly grabbed Qingchuan Xiang's half-undressed clothes from behind, "Xiang, it would be bad if you just take off your clothes."

"Hey - but aren't there many people who are only wearing a shirt?" Qingchuan Xiang complained dissatisfiedly, turned his head and glanced around the classroom, pointing to several girls who had also taken off their vests.

"But..." Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, but finally said it directly with a blush on his face, "Xiang, if you only wear a shirt, it really looks like you're not wearing any clothes! Even though we're all girls, this is too weird!"

"Well."

After hearing what Xiangzi said, Qingchuan Xiang seemed to have lost the last bit of his strength. He let go of the hand that was grabbing the hem of his vest and fell back onto the table.

"This is the first time I hate my physique so much..."

"How did Xiang survive the hot weather in the past?"

"I've never encountered an air conditioner breaking down before."

Qingchuan Xiang, who was lying on the table, closed his eyes. In order not to consume more energy, he completely entered an energy-saving state. Only his little mouth was still mumbling, and he continued to talk to Xiangzi in a low voice.

In order to hear what Qingchuan Xiang said clearly, Xiangzi had to sit forward a little more. When he moved, he could feel a lot of sweat on the seat under him, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"I actually did prepare some measures... but the temperature rose so suddenly today. In the morning, I was thinking of relying on the classroom air conditioning to get through the day...

"I feel like I'm melting..."

Xiangzi felt sorry for Qingchuan Xiang and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Xiangzi, could you help me get some water from the water dispenser? That would be great... I'll always feel better if I drink more water."

Then Xiaoxiang, you will leak more water... Xiangzi is a little worried that after today, Qingchuanxiang will directly flood her own area.

He stood up and walked to Qingchuan Xiang's desk, took her water bottle from the hanging schoolbag, and left the classroom to find a public water dispenser.

When I came back after getting the water, I saw two or three classmates gathered around the table where Qingchuan Xiang was lying, each holding a different kind of drink in their hands, including boxed, canned and bottled ones.

They were neatly placed in front of Qingchuanxiang's listless little head like tribute. Looking at those drinks, a little light appeared in Qingchuanxiang's eyes.

Several female classmates who were surrounding Qingchuan Xiang saw her talking and laughing, and couldn't help but touch Xiang's face and stroke her hair.

Xiangzi raised his eyebrows and walked forward silently.

"Ah, classmate Xiangzi is back. Xiaoxiang, let's go back to our seats first." Seeing Xiangzi coming back, the female classmates blinked, and a little gossip excitement and curiosity flashed in their eyes.

"Thanks for the drinks, that was a big help."

"It's okay. Xiaoxiang always took care of us before."

Several girls also greeted Xiangzi and then left.

"You are quite popular." Xiangzi stuffed the water bottle back into Qingchuan Xiang's schoolbag.

"Hehe, huh—"

Qingchuan Xiang is quite proud.

Chapter 78: Small Note Forum

After Xiangzi fetched the water and returned to his seat, before he could say a few more words to Qingchuan Xiang, the bell for class rang soon. Xiangzi immediately got into the state of attending class, sat down and prepared for class.

And Qingchuan Xiang still looked half-dead, lying on the table, looking like he was in a daze, but in fact he had been gone for a while (?).

Only after the teacher walked into the classroom did Qingchuan Xiang raise his head and put the extra-large water bottle that Xiangzi had helped him refill with water on the table, with the bottle cap attached to the straw that came with the bottle.

This time, Qingchuan Xiang half-rested his head on the bottle, with his little mouth holding one end of the straw. His lips, which were usually very moist, became dry easily today. If Qingchuan Xiang hadn't drunk some water every once in a while, he would have become dry and shriveled long ago.