Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

Although Yanming didn't care, he couldn't stand the guy's constant nagging in his head, so he gave in to it.

"Yanming, ah—"

"I don't like to eat it, Xiao Le Nai can eat it herself."

Chapter Fifty-Two: The Fierce Lone Invasion

After Lena and the others had successfully consumed their daily dose of matcha energy, Yanming stood up and patted Deng on the shoulder.

"Xiaodeng, can I ask about the progress of the lyrics? Considering that we need to leave time for practice, the arrangement needs to be completed in the next few days if possible."

More than a week has passed since the first opening ceremony, and there are only a few days left before Xiaoxiang and her classmates' school starts its long holiday.

If we don't seize the opportunity and postpone the plan until the holidays, oblivionis's part-time job will be affected, and Lena will also need to go back to her grandparents' house. Then it won't be so easy to get everyone together.

"..." However, in fact, Deng had already completed the lyrics for the new song a few days ago... to be precise, the day after the first group returned, but he hadn't told Yanming and the others yet.

Because after the live performance, regardless of Crychic's ultimate fate, these individuals will never again be able to be together as bandmates like this.

Lena is very interesting and cute. Often, she is the only one who can completely understand what I'm saying.

Xiao Xiang has no intention of reorganizing Crychic. Deng can see that Oblivionis's disguise is only to cooperate with Mr. Yanming to help her. She herself will never return to the side of the other four members of Crychic as "Toyokawa Shoko".

Mr. Yanming, she has already caused him too much trouble and received too much care from him. She cannot accept these things with a clear conscience. However... the more she gets closer to Yanming because she wants to repay him, the more hopelessly she will fall into that dreamy and gentle world that is exactly the same as Xiangzi's, unable to extricate herself. When she comes back to her senses, the guilt in her heart will become stronger and stronger... She has long been unable to make up her mind to cut off this unhealthy relationship.

As for the newly arrived Yutenji Wakami

I'm not familiar with them, and I don't like them.

Since we're already here, let's wish her happiness.

In short, considering all these factors, the lighthouse began to feel fear about the ever-approaching end of the live performance.

She wanted to escape this live performance that represented the end, even though it could also be the rebirth of Crychic.

...I don't want it to end, I don't want to separate.

But... everyone clearly agreed from the beginning that this was only a short-term collaboration, not a lifelong band trip...

"The lyrics... I've finished writing them." Deng tried his best to suppress his dark and shameful thoughts, and spoke with a slight tremor.

She's such a despicable person... Is it right to use any means necessary to keep them under her identity?

the answer is negative.

The lamp doesn't want to become such a terrible human being... The worst kind of person is one who takes advantage of others' kindness.

"You've already finished writing it? That's really hard work, Xiaodeng. Thank you for your hard work. Can I take a look now?"

Deng dared not look directly at Yanming, silently lowering her head and handing over the notebook in her arms. When the latter took it, there was still some lingering force in her fingers, as if she didn't want to let go.

Seeing this, Yanming immediately smiled and comforted her: "Xiaodeng, you have to have confidence in yourself. In my opinion, your lyrics, whether it's 'Spring Shadow' or that unfinished song from last time, are of a very high standard and express emotions very strongly."

After saying that, he turned to the next page of the familiar notebook, which was about spring day shadows.

"Mengdoku Attack"

Even if you just drift along, you're still breathing.

He survives by relying on someone.

Even without support, it continues to breathe.

To deposit one's body in a new residence.

For example, meeting by chance.

For example, playing along.

They sighed at all these discordant feelings.

Even if one simply lives in complete ignorance,

But no matter what others say

I've always been like this.

Looking at that broken bond,

Lowering his eyes,

So lonely that tears streamed down my face.

No one will know.

A fierce attack followed.

……

Upon seeing this, Yanming's hand holding the notebook trembled slightly.

The lyrics were so negative, but Yanming had no idea what they referred to. After all, he didn't know anything about Crychic's past. He could only guess that the "someone" mentioned in the lyrics was the person in the band who pulled the lights in, the one who arranged the music for Kasuga Kage.

Yanming then looked down.

……

Clearly ignoring someone's feelings,

Yet they still rely on someone to survive.

Each time this happens, self-blame follows.

It tightened its grip on my chest, revealing its fangs.

I don't know when, but the word "solitude" has begun to circulate in my blood.

Only the heart can feel its loneliness.

In the numbing pain

Drowning in the helplessness of being alone,

No matter what words are spoken.

There's no going back to the past.

……

Yanming frowned. He clearly realized that the "someone" in the lyrics was not the same person described in the previous verse.

Why does the light feel guilty when it depends on that person?

Why do people think their nerves have been "numbed" to the point of being "powerless," and ultimately conclude that no matter what they say, they cannot go back to the "past"?

What does "past" refer to? It's crychic, of course.

So it was because of something that "someone" in this passage did that Deng felt she could no longer return to the time of Crychic... But among the people Yanming knew, it seemed that none of them matched the description. If you had to say who Deng had the most interaction with recently, it would be Yanming himself.

Let's keep watching for now.

……

Even a simple complaint like "This is such a hassle"

You can't even vent like this?

No matter how many tears I shed,

Its sorrow cannot be conveyed.

Cracks spread across my heart.

In order to avoid being hurt,

In order to avoid causing harm,

He was clearly protecting it with those tender little hands.

But because of some small feelings,

I used a little more force.

He then turned what he wanted to protect into dust.

Even if you hug your knees and weep bitterly,

Nothing will change.

Even if the echo is in a quiet room,

Such painful sobs,

Even when blending into the night,

Even as the moonlight gently falls,

It won't disappear.

It will not disappear, only witness the mottled reality.

Incurable and indescribable

To that swallowed voice, to me,

A fierce attack came.

……

The anticipated turning point did not arrive; the entire poem, in the end, only expressed the sadness and loneliness within the lamp's heart.

This was unexpected for Yanming, but he also felt it was reasonable.

If Xiao Xiang's soul is filled with a strength that is dissatisfied with its own weakness...

A lamp is a gentle way of bearing the pain of others through self-denial.

So, will these lyrics work to win back other people who like Crychic?

There is no doubt that yes. As long as those members still have feelings for Deng and for the band, they will inevitably be moved and feel guilty, empathize with Deng's situation, and then agree to her request.

But in return, Lamp will shoulder all the pressure of keeping Crychic going.

Chapter Fifty-Three

"Xiao Deng, these lyrics probably don't reflect your true thoughts, right?" Yan Ming put down his notebook and asked, "I don't want to pry too much, but... at least give me an answer."

Is it worth it?

Instead of using more positive bonds, the band is bound together by chains forged from their own wounds, through their persistent sadness and pain.

"...I don't know either, Mr. Yanming...The changes you've made during this time have exceeded my expectations...So I can't figure out what I really want now."

The light was dim, and she noticed it herself.

The road ahead was divided into two, one blurry and one clear.

The clearer path is the one that Yanming is currently guiding her on, the path to reviving Crychic.

But Deng knew that after walking this path, Xiao Xiang and Mr. Yanming would no longer be by her side.

The more obscure path was overgrown with thorns and shrouded in mist, so much so that even Deng herself couldn't see what kind of suffering lay ahead... she had no idea what would happen or what she needed to do.

The unknown is mankind’s greatest fear.

Therefore, the light became confused.

Consequently, the lyrics he wrote became entirely negative, failing to convey even a sliver of hope for the future.

"I'm so sorry..." Deng stared at the words on her notebook, lost in thought.

"Sigh..." Yanming sighed helplessly, "No matter what, let's show it to the others first, and then listen to their opinions."

……

five minutes later

"I disagree!" After reading the lyrics, oblivionis stood up agitatedly, slamming his hand on the table, his attitude resolute. "I disagree! I absolutely will not compose music for this song!"

Yanming might not understand why Xiangzi was so emotional, but Deng did.

Xiao Xiang was the first person to truly understand me, even though she herself couldn't fully comprehend my thoughts and only used her immense capacity for acceptance to accommodate me... It was truly wonderful to be with Xiao Xiang like that, to feel like a human being together.

At this moment, Xiao Xiang was also taking care of his own feelings.