Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

"Everyone has their own secrets, it's normal." Nagasaki Suyo looked at Shirakawa Haru with a sweet smile.

"That's enough! How can we have a good band like this? We should focus all our energy on rehearsals and songs. Don't you agree, Deng?" Looking at Chihaya Aine who was playing with Shirakawa Haru and causing him trouble, Shiina Riki closed his eyes and covered his forehead with his hands.

"Deng, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking? Is it because the rehearsal was too tiring?" Shiina Riki, who had not received a response from Deng for a long time, opened his eyes and looked at Takamatsu Deng beside him.

Takamatsu Deng was playing with stickers and stones that he had picked up with Shirakawa Haru when they went to watch the moon under the bridge last time. He didn't answer and looked absent-minded.

It was not until Shiina Riki repeatedly called out to her in a low voice that she realized Shiina Riki was chatting with her.

"Ah?" Takamatsu Deng glanced at Shirakawa Haru and Chihaya Aine who was leaning against him, her eyes slightly confused, "I'm sorry, Ritsuki... I was playing with stones just now, so I didn't hear clearly." She reached out and pinched Shiina Ritsuki's fingers.

"It's okay! Deng!" Shiina Riki, whose finger was pinched by Deng, immediately became cheerful.

Even Chihaya Aine's attempt to sabotage the relationship between their band and their manager seemed much more pleasing to her.

"I also want to stay by Haru's side like Aine. Today, the time Haru and I shook hands has become less..." Takamatsu Deng murmured, her voice so soft that even Shiina Riki, who was sitting next to her, couldn't hear it clearly.

Ever since he realized that his feelings for Shirakawa Haru were not just about being friends for life, but also about wanting to be with him and be his girlfriend, the time Takamatsu Deng and Shirakawa Haru shook hands was greatly reduced.

In the past, as soon as the get out of class was over, when she was not looking at the stone, she would move her chair to Shirakawa Haru's side and hold Shirakawa Haru's hand while the whole class looked at her with strange smiles.

But now, knowing that Chihaya Aine was the first one to like Shirakawa Haru and made actual statements, Takamatsu Deng is gradually reducing the frequency of his interactions with Shirakawa Haru.

Today, she only dared to quietly move to Shirakawa Haru's side and hold his hand when Chihaya Aine was sleeping during lunch break.

And it woke him up.

After waking up, Shirakawa Haru asked Takamatsu Deng why he hadn't played with him much in the past few days. Was it because he had done something wrong?

Gao Songdeng shook his head and said softly, "No. I like Qing very much. Qing did nothing wrong. I was the one who did something wrong."

Baichuan Qing said, I don’t know what you did wrong, but looking at your expression, you must be very sad now.

So Shirakawa Haru touched Deng's head, and Deng enjoyed this moment wholeheartedly. Even when Shirakawa Haru wanted to pull his hand away to rest, Takamatsu Deng held his hand and asked him pitifully, "Can't you touch my head for a while longer?"

The interaction between Takamatsu Touma and Shirakawa Haru lasted until the get out of class was over and Chihaya Aine woke up.

After class, it was Goto Ichiri who occupied Shirakawa Haru's warm hand again. She didn't know the relationship between Haru and Aine-chan.

I wish I could express my feelings to Haru like Aine does.

But now, since Aine has expressed her feelings for Haru before me, I should probably not bother them...

When Gao Songdeng thought about these things, the great sadness in her heart almost overwhelmed her.

At that time she didn't know that love was not something that made sense, and the first-come-first-served rule did not apply to love.

Gao Songdeng does not have enough courage now, and she is still sad.

It's like a little penguin standing alone on a piece of melting ice, looking at the aurora and falling stars on the golden glacier in the distance.

Chapter 4 Don't tell Aine

It was four o'clock in the afternoon. After school, Shirakawa Haru did not immediately go to RING's rehearsal room to join the rehearsal of several band girls. Instead, she returned home and dialed a phone number that she had not used for a long time.

He drew aside the curtains and opened the window, held his cell phone to his ear, and stared at the lead-gray clouds in the distance that seemed about to press down.

Dark cumulonimbus clouds hung in disarray over Tokyo Bay.

"Hello, hello, are you there? Is this Shirakawa-kun? How did you find time to call me now? Didn't you say you didn't need my relationship advice?" The voice on the other end of the line was deep and hoarse, as if his throat had been damaged by smoking too much, but the tone was high and excited. If you ignore the cynical tone, anyone would probably think that the owner of this voice is an extremely masculine man.

Toyokawa Kiyoshi passed by Shirakawa Haru. He now studies recipes in his free time and even bought a copy of "World Recipes" online. The copy is as thick as all the books of Yasunari Kawabata combined.

"I have something to ask you." Shirakawa Haru glanced at Toyokawa Seikao, who was wearing an apron and handling various kitchen utensils in the kitchen. After confirming that he was not eavesdropping, she lowered her voice and said, "It's about relationship advice."

"I'm sorry, but I don't offer any love consulting services to Young Master Shirakawa." The man deliberately dragged out the ending tone of the word "young".

"You still owe me money. The consultation fee from last time should not have been used up yet. According to your charging standards, you still need to serve me for a while." There was no emotion in Baichuan Qing's tone.

The person on the other end of the phone was Katsuji Mori, a man who called himself a love saint and was always around many young girls and ladies.

"Tsk, what a hassle. I was planning to laugh at you, Shirakawa-kun." Mori Katsuji pushed the woman who was leaning against him for warmth, "Sorry, please wait for me a moment, a friend is here to see me, little cat." He lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead.

"If you're still working on something, I can come see you later."

"No need. I've already pushed the person away. Tell me about your business."

"If, I mean if. A girl brought you to her house for dinner, and you two cooked together. Afterwards, she changed her clothes, put on a beautiful dress and light makeup, took you to the balcony to perform a violin solo for you, and finally kissed you, forced a kiss on you. What are the feelings of this girl towards you? Before, the relationship between you and this girl was very ordinary." Baichuan Qing considered his words, but the language that came out in the end still made him look like a dull idiot.

"No...wait a minute. Shirakawa Haru, you were forcibly kissed? That girl you're talking about is quite impressive," Mori Katsuji quipped, his "what ifs" and "if onlys" exactly like the ones a friend of mine uses. The fact that Shirakawa Haru could express his doubts in this way showed that he was genuinely thinking about and worrying about these issues.

"I didn't say it was me. It wasn't me." Shirakawa Haru glanced at Toyokawa Kiyoshi who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Just lie to yourself with these words." Mori Katsuji thought to himself, why didn't I realize that Shirakawa Haru had such a cute side before?

He remembered that he was standing in front of his newly moved capsule hotel wearing a windbreaker and leather pants. Someone accurately investigated his past life records, which scared him.

The stern expression and cold eyes made him subconsciously think that Shirakawa Haru was a professional killer hired by the woman whose feelings he had hurt to buy his life.

"So, what do you think?" asked Mori Katsuji.

"I don't know. I'm still confused. Why did that girl suddenly rush up to me, hug my waist and kiss me? It was a one-sided kiss. I was very passive at the time. I didn't know anything and didn't dare to move." Baichuan Qing thought carefully about her state at that time.

"That girl definitely likes you." Mori Katsuji held the phone between his cheek and shoulder, clipping his toenails with a pair of nail clippers. "I think you should just hug her waist from behind, blow into her ear, and she'll collapse on you, and then you can just kiss her back. Girls these days are all into that."

"But our relationship was ordinary before. I've been to her house less than three times!" Shirakawa Haru's expression began to fluctuate in response to Mori Katsuji's answer. "Don't you think it's strange? Nothing happened between her and me, yet she kissed me straight away."

"What did you say? 'Even though nothing happened between her and me, she kissed me straight away.' That's what you just said, right?" asked Mori Katsuji.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Can I ask about this girl's personality?"

"She was a gentle, thoughtful, and caring girl. My first impression was of elegance, followed by charm. But she also harbored a secret that no one else wanted to reveal." Shirakawa Haru pictured Nagasaki Soyo that day, dressed in a formal dress, her eyes raised, their corners slightly lowered, her long hair cascading in the night breeze as she gazed at the distant stars. His heart skipped a beat. The remaining half-beat fell when she played "Swan."

"Then congratulations, she probably doesn't just like you, but has fallen in love with you." Mori Katsuji analyzed, a little silent. The boy Shirakawa Haru is really sinful. If anyone believes what he said, "nothing happened", that person must be a fool.

Shirakawa Haru was unaware of this. He had unintentionally or intentionally changed another girl's life, freezing the flames and making her youth eternal. The fireworks flew into the deep sky and turned into a bright, everlasting star.

Turn a reserved girl into a slave to her own love.

Alas, Shirakawa Haru.

"What do you think... I should do?" This was one of the few times in Shirakawa Haru's life when he had no opinion of his own.

"It depends on what you want to do. With all due respect, Shirakawa-kun, with your status, worth, and ability, any one of these three points would allow you to do whatever you want with that girl, right?" Mori Katsuji said, "So, boy, you should grow up quickly. You should have the answer in your heart, even if it's an unrealistic dream."

The prompt sound after the call was hung up rang, and Shirakawa Haru put down the phone.

"Shirakawa-kun, please give this to Xiangzi for me." Toyokawa Qinggao handed a food box to Shirakawa Haru.

"Yeah." After checking the time, Shirakawa Haru took a plastic bag, put the lunch box in it, tied it to the handlebars, and rode his bicycle to school.

…………

At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of the planetarium.

Shirakawa Haru took his feet off the pedals and pressed the brakes. The wheel gradually stopped turning, and a dark gray mirror was cut through, revealing the texture of steel. After the bicycle came to a complete stop, Takamatsu Deng gently jumped off the back seat.

Her short gray hair danced in the fragmented and mottled light and shadow in front of the planetarium. Her pink crystal-like pupils stared at the back of the big boy, the back of Shirakawa Haru. She trotted to where Shirakawa Haru parked his bicycle, held his hand, and looked at Shirakawa Haru with a little uneasiness and weakness.

"Thank you, Qing, for accompanying me to the planetarium to see the stars today." Gao Songdeng said, "Thank you, Qing."

"I've modified the club's astronomical telescope and added some accessories. Theoretically, it can not only observe the stars, but also conduct deep-sky photography." Shirakawa Haru rubbed the top of Gao Songdeng's head, which looked like a small animal. In his eyes, Gao Songdeng first took a step back and then took two steps forward, looking up at him stubbornly. "But the weather won't be good for the next few days. It might rain heavily, so I can only bring you to the planetarium to see the stars first."

"No. I'm already very... happy that Qing is willing to bring me to the planetarium to see the stars." Gao Songdeng said, his eyes sparkling under the lead-gray clouds.

Compared with language, she is better at expressing her emotions through eyes.

"Deng, let's go in first. The next round is about to start." Shirakawa Haru suggested.

"I haven't been to this planetarium yet... I'm looking forward to it." Holding Shirakawa Haru's hand, Takamatsu Deng and Shirakawa Haru walked together in the corridor of the planetarium. On both sides were photos and models of the planets in the solar system, which kept changing in the specially prepared visual illusion.

This newly opened planetarium is truly top-notch. The photos of various planets from different angles are so detailed that it seems as if there are miniature planet models in every pixel.

Deng looked very happy. After entering the planetarium, she started talking more and kept pulling Shirakawa Haru around, introducing various constellations and star maps to Shirakawa Haru like a little bird.

"Run slower," Shirakawa Haru said. "This planetarium is open all day. No need to run so fast, take your time."

"Hmm... Haru!" The lights in the planetarium's central exhibition hall suddenly went out. Startled for a moment, Takamatsu Deng was too slow to react and was bumped into by someone walking by. She looked up and saw Shirakawa Haru had been lost in the crowd. She was immediately at a loss, "Haru... where are you? I'm here!"

In such an unfamiliar environment, people with sensitive personalities can easily be overwhelmed by the surging sense of loneliness and the illusion of being abandoned, not to mention... the projector in the central exhibition hall was turned on, and the next second, the stars in the vast universe were projected onto the wide circular wall. The stars twinkled through Gao Songdeng's body, and the glittering stars were embedded in Gao Songdeng's pink eyes, which had long been captured by this cosmic-level romance.

"So beautiful..." Gao Songdeng stood blankly in the center of the exhibition hall. At this moment, her whole body was trembling. She felt that she was the only one in the exhibition hall. All other things had long been dissolved by the starlight and turned into part of the pure dome.

That is the North Star, that is M42 in Orion, that is the Pillars of Creation deeper in the universe, the heart-shaped Rosette Nebula, Perseus, Cassiopeia, Draco, or the Pleiades M45, the Hercules Globular Cluster... In the projection in the central exhibition hall, the stars in the universe no longer contain their brilliance according to seasonal changes. Every moment is an explosion of stars, an extreme cry.

Colorful lights and shadows appear and disappear on the wall, and when tourists walk, their shadows fall on the projection screen, making the text introducing the stars on the projection screen look like shadows.

It's so beautiful. The colors in Gao Songdeng's eyes were covered with a hazy moon.

This is what I like - the stars in the distant sky!

If only Qing were by my side right now, I would ask him, Qing, do you like me?

Like it or not, it doesn't matter. Gao Songdeng feels that as long as he can talk to him, today will be a anniversary.

"You're so beautiful." Shirakawa Haru suddenly appeared from behind Takamatsu Deng and grabbed her arm. "I almost lost track of you. Maybe it's because the exhibition just opened today and there are so many tourists. Luckily, I'm very familiar with you, Deng. Even if I can't see your face, as long as I can see that slender outline, I can tell who you are and who you are."

The light from the projector changed, and the stars around Takamatsu's lamp rotated accordingly, and the girl also changed at the same time.

The wind blew in the exhibition hall, and she became clearer and quieter in the wind. She stood beside Shirakawa Haru, looking at the stars, quietly and fascinated.

She danced alone in the crowd, from one side of the corridor to the other, spinning, her skirt opening and falling, her steps light and graceful.

"Qing... I want to ask you a question: Qing, do you like me?" Gao Songdeng asked as the projection system in the middle of the exhibition hall projected a countdown of the last minute, perhaps to simulate the process of the universe's demise. The stars in the simulated universe were dimming.

Her cherry-pink pupils lit up with the color of stars, a wine-red hue as bright as the sun, impossible to gaze directly at, like a full Holy Grail, a single drop of blood enough to send the heart reeling. She simply stared at Shirakawa Haru, her gaze unwavering. This was the bravest she had been since they left the aquarium.

The last kiss under the street light didn't count, because at that time she still thought that she and Shirakawa Haru were just pure friends. She just kissed his face in the midst of inexplicable restlessness, jealousy, secret joy, beauty like a song, and melancholy like snow.

Gao Songdeng felt that that didn't count, and that what he was doing now counted.

"Qing, what's your answer?" The girl tilted her head, perhaps not even realizing how graceful and elegant she was. Her blossoming smile, her short gray hair, her pink eyes, and her slightly uneasily kneading hands all revealed the shyness of a girl falling in love for the first time.

"Qing, do you like me?" Seeing that there was no response, Gao Songdeng blushed and asked again.

What's wrong with the lamp today? Why are you asking me this question?

In the afternoon, he was still thinking about how to face Nagasaki Suyo who kissed him, and in the evening, Deng asked him if he liked her. Shirakawa Haru was just a little slow in the relationship between men and women, but he didn't really understand.

Did Deng...like him? He didn't know. What should he do now?

He didn't know either.

The love saint Mori Katsuji said that if he encounters this kind of problem between men and women again in the future, he will not think too much and just follow his heart.

Your heart is the most real thing at this moment.

"I like lights." Shirakawa Haru said in a firm tone.

"I like Qing, too," Gao Songdeng said. In the shifting clouds, on the swaying leaves, or behind the low wall in the moonlight, or amid the resounding cicada song in the afternoon, or even on the steps, as the umbrella, beaten by the drizzle, moved away, from far and near, he could hear the girl's voice calling him, "I like you very much. I like you more than Qing could imagine."

Shirakawa Haru was stunned.

The countdown on the projector was just a few seconds away, and the distance between Takamatsu and Shirakawa Haru was closing. She smiled, her eyes and soft lips darting towards Shirakawa Haru, giving him a light peck on the cheek. She was intoxicated by the gentleness and moisture of his face.

"Don't tell Aine about this." After Takamatsu Deng kissed her, she immediately softened, as if she wasn't the one who mustered up the courage to kiss Shirakawa Haru just now. "Today, right now, don't mention Chihaya Aine in front of me, okay, Haru?"

I don't want Aine to know that I like you.

I'm sorry, Aine.

I really like Qing.

Chapter 5 Tonight, I Received Letters from the Stars

It was getting late at night, thick dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the dark sky became even darker, as black as ink.

Thick clouds crowded across the top of the starry sky.

The planetarium visit is not over yet.

This newly opened planetarium is both innovative and traditional in its exhibition content. It has set up many novel projects while also having the reserved programs of general planetariums: sitting on a chair or lying down horizontally to watch the computer-simulated starry sky above your head.

But for now, Shirakawa Haru and Takamatsu Touma are still experiencing the novel facilities and tour processes.

The song "Cornfield Chase" from "Interstellar" rang in their ears. It is the song that best fits the universe and outer space, ethereal, mysterious, and revealing everything.

Gao Songdeng held Shirakawa Haru's hand, which felt as warm as jade, but a very thin layer of sweat oozed out of the palm of her hand. She tried hard to look straight at the stars in front of her and tried not to look at the handsome profile of the boy next to her.

Why was I so bold just now!

He actually kissed Qing on the cheek in front of so many people.