Chapter 165: The Pain That Never Gets Rid of It
Shibuya-AX Concert Hall, on the stage under construction, staff carrying various things, busy running around, a few girls wearing their own private clothes, constantly humming in their mouths, and their bodies dancing with the music in a small range. Pen Ă fun Ă Pavilion www. ïœïœïœïœïœïœ ă ïœïœïœïœ
It seems that everyone has their own things to do, except for Young Master Ben, who is lying horizontally behind the staircase-shaped steps on the stage, holding a lollipop with Erlang's legs crossed.
"Wakai, why are you here?" Suddenly, a dark face appeared directly above my line of sight, and he looked at me seriously and confusedly, "Why didn't you go to the rehearsal?" â
"As far as I know, I don't have any tracks to participate in at all, except for a small number of all-staff songs!" Young Master, I casually propped up my upper body, leaned lazily on the staircase-shaped steps, took out a pudding from my pocket and handed it over, "Do you want a pudding?" Togasaki-san. â
"No, thank you," Togasaki Tomonobu waved his hand, showed a cheeky smirk, and politely rejected my offer, "I think someone should have informed you, for the possibility of accidents, please be prepared for the occasional service." â
Kindness...... Young Master, I really seem to have heard Sakuraba Kagamigo say something, but I didn't listen very carefully at the time, so I didn't remember it too clearly.
Young master, my eyes rolled a few times, put on a serious face, and straightened my waist with a solemn expression. It's just that the sugar sticks that shake between my lips and the legs that are naturally coiled really make me look serious, "Speaking of which, I didn't hear it very clearly, Togasaki-san, which tracks may require me to act on my behalf?" â
Togasaki Tomonobu's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even blink his eyes, "All." â
"All?" Young Master, I leaned back in shock, and slammed into the staircase-shaped steps behind me, and the lollipop in my mouth fell to the ground because of my wide open mouth, and instantly rolled up with dust. "Are you kidding?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Togasaki Tomonobu had a straight face, and his face, which was already dark enough, looked even darker.
Your sister, if it's not for you to be joking, then you must be crazy! This damn concert lasted for four days, with a total of 100 songs, and you're telling me all about it now? Is this the rhythm that makes me die, hey? Is it really a young master, am I an almighty substitute? Master, I can't be a superman! Grave light! "What do you mean by all?"
"All the tracks, of course." Togasaki Tomonobu frowned slightly, and answered as a matter of course, and it was so natural that the young master I wanted to go up and smoke him. "To make sure everything goes well, I think you should start rehearsing with others from now on."
"Now this is a solo song, right?" Young master, I couldn't help but smile and pointed to Yuko Oshima, who had just walked on the stage and was about to rehearse alone.
"To make sure the concert goes smoothly." Togasaki Tomonobu insisted in a serious manner, obviously not intending to back down.
"Okay!" After staring at him for a few seconds, Young Master I retreated under his stubbornness, and walked towards Yuko Oshima with a blank expression, "Maybe you're right, I should start from now on." â
Togasaki nodded in satisfaction, straightened the hem of his suit, and strode off the stage.
The prelude to crying ăăȘăă smile ăă§ sounded,Yuko Oshima stepped on the rhythm and gradually moved forward,I didn't notice me following her at all,"Poor ăăă”ăšăă©ă (goodbye to pass your eyes),Palm ă§ć ăă§ăăă (surrounded in the palm of the palm)......"
I, who was following her step by step, stopped the moment she started singing, subconsciously bit my lower lip, and my face turned pale. A small tinnitus sounded, and the limbs were so soft that they seemed to lose control, and the pinprick pain gradually spread from a point in the left chest.
Oh,It's cry ăăȘăă smile ăă§.,Why didn't you react to this song just now? That...... It's goodbye, right? Azusa, sometimes, I really ...... I hate your decisiveness, you always seem to know what's right and when you should let go, but I don't care if I can bear it or not......
"Rin-kun!" There was a sound of brisk footsteps behind me, and then a pair of immature white paws hugged me tightly behind me, "I miss you beautifully!" â
The warm body temperature behind me not only supported my body, but also pulled my soul back from the abyss. I turned my head, forced out a smile, and gently rubbed her head with my hand, "Little one, we haven't been separated by too long since the last time we met, right?" â
"It's been a long time," Manami Okumanami pursed her pink lips squeamishly, and deftly turned to me, her little hand grasping my clothes, and her little face pressed against my heart, "And the last time we met, Manami didn't have time to say a few words to Rin-kun." â
"That's right," I casually looked into the void, my hand running slowly over her long hair, "I'll be here for the next few days, and Manami can come to the group B break room if she wants to find me." â
"Well," Manami Okumanami nodded happily, looking up at me with admiration, and then her expression became worried, "What's wrong with Rin-kun?" Does your face look so pale, sick? â
"It's okay, maybe I'm a little sleepy," I smiled nonchalantly, put my arm around her shoulders to support myself, and led her down the stage, "Manami, do you know of any more hidden places that can make me lazy?" â
"Well......" Oksunami answered obediently and took the initiative to take my hand, "I remember that there is a small instrument room in the back, as if no one usually enters or leaves, and the door is not locked. â
Young master, I let her pull her away, and looked at Yuko Oshima again as if inadvertently, lowered his head to remove the feelings revealed in his eyes, and walked off the stage with a staggering step. And at the moment when I turned around, Yuko Oshima turned around with a puzzled look on her face, and looked at my departing back in amazement.
In addition, there was another line of sight, which moved with my figure, and then lowered his head gloomily, covered his not long hair with a towel, and leaned back against the wall with his slender body, casually rubbing the sweat stains, and the whole person fell silent.
The small room is neatly filled with all kinds of musical instruments, and there is an upright piano covered with a dust cloth on the wall. It seems that because of the frequent maintenance, although some of them are not packed in the box, there is still not the slightest dust, reflecting a shiny metallic luster.
On the floor in the corner, I sat against the wall with my eyes closed, as if I hadn't drunk water for a few days, and poured water into my mouth in large gulps, even the water flowed down the corners of my mouth to the bottom, and I didn't have the energy to pay attention to it.
Okamami knelt beside me with a worried face, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the water stains from my pocket, "Your face is still so ugly, don't you really need to go to the doctor?" â
"No, no need, just let me be lazy here, Manami go back quickly!" I put the empty water bottle aside and opened my eyes to smile at her, but my eyes were caught in her hand, and a white handkerchief with pink lace sewn on the corner attracted attention...... How does it sound familiar? â
"Ahh Just...... It's not Rin-kun's ......" Manami Okumanami exclaimed, her face turned as pink as lace, she quickly stuffed the handkerchief back into her pocket, stood up from the ground in a little panic, took a few steps back and ran out, "Manami went to rehearse, Rin-kun should take a little rest!" â
I tilted my head blankly, my eyelashes flickered innocently a few times, and I closed my eyes again weakly. it! I just said that the lace sewn on the white handkerchief is a little familiar, and I didn't say that you are a lace edge, why is this thing running so fast? Does I look like a vicious dog, young master?
(There is p to put in the bones: But some people still remember that when Young Master Bai first saw Okumanami, he heroically saved the beauty, and in order to bandage Xiao Ao's wounds, the pink lace that was torn off his skirt was torn off?) ïŒ
After some time, the whining finally stopped, and my limp limbs gradually regained some strength. But there was still a dull pain in my chest, and I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I didn't want to sit on the floor anymore.
I slowly stood up against the wall and suddenly noticed the upright piano next to me. After thinking about it, he pulled out the piano bench from under the dust cloth, and then sat down honestly and unceremoniously. The piano bench wasn't actually very comfortable, but at least it wasn't as cold as the floor, which made me feel a lot better.
Chisato Wakai seems to like to play the piano quite a lot, and she has practiced hard for several years, but unfortunately, since I took her body, she has never had a chance to play again. Although I can see her memories and use Japanese all the time, I don't seem to have sorted out the knowledge in her memory, so I wonder if I can play the piano like her.
I lifted the dust cloth, flipped the lid open, and rested my hands on the white keys. The back of my hand, which I noticed for the first time, is now covered with small scars that are not very clear, just like my original hand.
I sighed softly, my fingers awkwardly bouncing on the keys, making incoherent single notes, "I'm sorry to make your hand like this, I'll pay more attention to it later." â
The door was pushed open, and before I could look back to see who it was, the man had already hugged me from behind me, and then sat down gracefully with me on the piano bench, "Rin-chan, you're really here!" â
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Let's admit that I got stuck, after all, I've been paying off my debt for three weeks, and I'm really tired, and I don't want to go to the code word at all, so, I'm sorry! However, although the number of words this week is slightly less, I have fortunately regained the feeling of code words, and I will continue to repay my debts next week, so stay tuned!
Good night, Mina!
ps: Thank you for the reward from Traceless and Zheng Jiao! Cute words without traces, to the number can be added, you remember to keep accounts!