I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

　Ruffling the bedding as she stood up, Chitose carefully moved Suyo and Kyomoto out of the way.

　There were a few strands of Su Shi's brown hair mixed in with Qian Sui's white hair.

　As Chitose stood up, their hair became distinct.

　The disconnection was even faster than their hands had ever been loosened.

　Qiansui put on a gauze shawl. The coldness of the moonlit night was not very shocking, but she always felt a chill in her heart.

　The whole world knows that Tatsuki Shiina is still alive.

　But in the whole world, only Chitose Noshiro knows that the Riki that belongs to her can no longer be found.

　While walking on the balcony, Chitose discovered that the lights were still on in the small house next door to Toyokawa.

　"This light is... not as warm as Xiao Mu's eyes. I wonder what became of that little fellow."

　Chitose looked far away in the direction of Shiina's house.

　She seemed to see again the girl who was kept in the dark by her but was still so happy.

　"I'm really curious if that little idiot Lixi has found the diary I wrote to her."

　And a sketchbook.

　The sketchbook that recorded their first conversation.

　Chitose Noshiro had long known that the sketchbook would definitely make Tachikari Shiina cry one day in the future.

　Qiansui pursed his lips, his thoughts flying around in an invisible place.

　She didn't really want to do this.

　After all, it’s a bit torturous to think about it, but if you don’t throw the trump card in your hand, you’d be doing yourself a disservice.

　"Lixi, I hope you will be happy in the days ahead."

　It was drizzling, even though it was only four or five o'clock.

　This is the quietest time of year in the world, and even if it rains, not too many people will get wet.

　The drizzle was fine and dense, just like Lixi's tears that soaked the pillowcase that night.

　Qiansui listened to the sound of rain, and that alone was a pleasure.

　The feeling of regaining your hearing is so great. The sound of everything breathing makes you feel better.

　"If you saw my diary, you would cry like a little fool."

　I'm sorry, but we are not from the same world after all.

　Qiansui saw the crows flying over her windowsill, and for a moment she felt as if she were back in her childhood.

　With the heart of saving the girl who fell into the lake, I was embraced by the surging lake water... When I opened my eyes again, I had lost my hearing.

　But it's all over, Shiina Tatsuki.

　May you grow up happily.

　May you conquer your own life as the stars wax and wane.

　……

　Can you conquer your own life?

　What I couldn't do was a huge failure, and I was crushed into cookie crumbs by life.

　It was already six in the morning when Shiina Riki woke up.

　She jumped up from the bed and began to greedily breathe in the air in the room.

　"Xiao Sui...Xiao Sui!"

　Looking around, I found that I had returned to my bedroom.

　There are no nightmares here.

　There is no death this way.

　There is no Chitose here either.

　Shiina Riki opened her phone in disbelief and found herself back in her first year of high school, back in the world where she was friends with Xiaosui, Xiaodeng and the annoying Su Shi.

　The dream collapsed quietly, leaving only a pile of ruins weighing on Li Xi's heart.

　"Ugh."

　Covering his face and continuing to cry in pain, Shiina Riki cried from the dream to reality, and the tears he shed were more than the last time he had a nightmare.

　"What's wrong with me? I keep dreaming about Xiao Sui's misfortune..."

　It would be fine if I only had one of these dreams.

　But Lixi did it twice.

　The double pain broke her heart so much that the stiffness and numbness of her body could be ignored.

　"I...I really deserve to die. It's my existence that affects Xiao Sui...it's me..."

　The sequel to the dream is a lonely life for the girl.

　After Chitose Noshiro's death, Tatsuki Shiina attempted to become Chitose Noshiro.

　She imitated Qiansui's gentleness and her eating habits.

　In the end, Tatsuki Shiina gave up playing drums and even learned keyboards.

　But as she became more proficient at the keyboard, her heart ached more and more, and she finally had no choice but to continue playing the drums.

　She really couldn't forget Qiansui.

　Shiina Riki got out of bed, his legs feeling as heavy as when he fell to the bottom of the lake.

　She moved a few times before her body staggered and collapsed.

　"Oh, no, no! Xiaosui, Xiaosui... please come and save me..."

　Please...

　I beg you!

　Save me!

　Salvage my soul from the lava of hell, heal my wounded heart and rebuild it——

　Can you bring me back to you?

　Shiina Riki shook his head, but still couldn't get rid of the mental pain.

　She lowered her eyes quietly,

　Recalling every little thing that belongs to her and her late girl.

　【Xiao Lixi! Be happy today too.】

　Chitose's words echoed in her mind.

　嗏

　"How can I be happy without you?"

　Stop! And give up your fantasy! Shiina Riki!

　Li Xi stood up with difficulty.

　"I'm going to actively pursue it!"

　Ch250. She met her again at dawn

　In Wakaba's house, in Wakaba Mu's bedroom.

　The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and soon she opened her eyes again.

　"Well."

　She rubbed her sore back and felt like she had just returned from a marathon.

　"Years old? Hmm."

　She had a strange dream.

　The dream...was blurry, but very interesting.

　Wakaba Mu couldn't remember the other people in the dream clearly. It seemed that there was Xiangzi and others, but they were not the protagonists.

　The protagonist is a girl who only appears at the beginning of the dream.

　Her name is Chitose Noshiro... She guided Wakaba Mutsu's music to a new level.

　She is pure, she shines, and she brings unparalleled enlightenment to Mu.

　On that big stage that seemed like destiny, Chitose Noshiro burned out in front of countless members of the girl band and countless audiences.

　I don’t know how many girls in the band were moved by Chitose that day, and Wakaba Mutsu, who was standing closest, was one of them.

　Although, there are also people who give up music because of this.

　"Burning..."

　combustion.

　Ok.

　Burning to ashes, but the flames it brings can illuminate the cold world, giving inspiration to those who come after, inspiring the suffering to move forward, and rewarding the cowardly with hope... Is this the burning that can last for a thousand years?

　"That's great, year-old."

　Mu couldn't recover from the cool rock music experience for a long time.

　The death of Chitose Noshiro was a lifelong regret for Mutsu Wakaba, because after Chitose's death, Mutsu never had the chance to compete with her in guitar skills.

　They will never have the chance to perform on the same stage again in their lifetime.

　In the dream, Mu also imitated Chitose and burned out on the stage——

　Rather, it was Chitose Noshiro who set this precedent.

　Ever since she finished her last song on the stage, countless girl bands followed suit, and for a while the big band Girls' Generation entered a boiling period.

　And Chitose Noshiro has become the pinnacle of the band girl——

　An eternal legend!

　"Year-old, you're so cool."

　When Wakaba Mu picked up the guitar, she started playing subconsciously.

　It's rare for parents to go home to rest, so Mu shouldn't be a bad kid who disturbs others.

　But I can't help but feel itchy.

　Father and mother, you will forgive me.

　"Xiao Mu! Please take your tonic! Mommy, I just fell asleep!"

　Soon the evil mother arrives to stop the innocent child from playing.

　Mu pursed his lips in grievance: "Rock and roll, it's cool, mom, it's not cool."

　"Xiao! Mu!"

　Wakaba Mutsu put away his guitar.

　She already knew where she was going.

　……

　I don’t know where to go.

　I don't know either…

　"In this world, where is my home?"

　After putting on his coat, Shiina Riki sneaked out.

　Her hair was wet, and the cold wind in the middle of the night made her look even colder.

　But she had no time to care.