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But he became greedy, he became fearful, and he deceived himself.

Making the choice to leave meant that there was no way to salvage his relationship with Miss Lixi.

Even friendships couldn't be maintained.

He didn't want this.

Therefore, he twisted his decision using the reasons Miss Su Shi had given him.

Yes, for the band

In order for the band to continue its normal activities, he could not stand idly by and ignore Miss Lixi.

His current choice is the most irresponsible one, both for Miss Lixi and for Ichiri and Shoko.

No matter how long he can stall, he will eventually have to present his answer to Miss Lixi a second time.

Accepting it would be irresponsible towards Xiangzi and Yili.

Rejection is a second blow to Miss Lixi, whose hope has been rekindled.

No matter which choice he makes, he will always hurt the girls who like him.

His body slid limply down the edge of the bed to the cold floor.

Turning around, he buried his heavy brain between his arms, which were resting against the edge of the bed.

In terms of fatigue, he was only slightly less tired than Miss Lixi.

Staying up late is now a regular occurrence for him.

To practice guitar, he would always sneak out of bed at night.

Xiangzi would always notice his actions, put on her clothes, and come to the living room with him.

The girl never complained; she would only forcefully make him put down his guitar and go back to his room to sleep when it was really late.

He had repeatedly and subtly expressed his remorse to the girl, not wanting her to suffer in the increasingly cold weather with him.

But she never responded; she simply stayed steadfastly by Chen's side through the night.

Finally, yesterday, Chen came up with a good idea.

Before going to bed, to show Xiangzi his determination to go to bed early...

He locked the guitar case and placed the only key under the girl's pillow.

His foolproof plan was to wait until the girl fell asleep, then go to Momoka's place and steal her guitar to practice.

He didn't know why the golden retriever never locked the bedroom door at night.

In conclusion, by reducing the girl's wariness in this way, it should be possible to extend the practice time without disturbing her.

The plan started perfectly; he successfully sneaked into Momoka's room and stole the guitar.

For some reason, as he tiptoed out of the room, he sensed a faint gaze and resentment behind him.

Feeling guilty, he didn't think much and only wanted to leave Taoxiang's room as soon as possible.

When Mingming came out of his room, he didn't turn on the living room light.

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But as he turned around, an unexpected sliver of light peeked through the crack in the ajar door.

If the house isn't haunted, then the only person who could have turned on the light was his bedmate.

After letting out a long sigh and opening the door, Chen was greeted by a blue-haired girl carrying a guitar.

She turned on the light and gestured for Chen to put the guitar he had "borrowed" from Tao Xiang back in its place.

After he obediently did as he was told, Xiangzi placed the guitar he was holding into his arms.

This time, she didn't stubbornly stay in the living room.

She was a little angry.

The hot-tempered boy ignored her wishes

The angry young man did not cherish his body

The hot-tempered boy tried to deceive her in this way.

Fortunately, Chen still had some emotional intelligence; he followed the girl closely and chased after her just before the door closed.

Only a poor golden retriever was left, blinded by the sudden light.

His mouth was still stuffed with dog food.

He has been enduring the silent treatment for almost a day.

Xiangzi accepted all of his advances, but he never spoke a word to him.

As a result, something else happened to Miss Lixi this afternoon.

House seemingly endless rain

A strong urge to sneeze surged into his nasal cavity.

To minimize the chances of waking Miss Lixi, who was lying in bed, he forced himself to hold back.

His facial expression contorted as the tingling sensation from his nasal cavity filled his nose.

Prolonged sleep deprivation, coupled with today's temperature fluctuations...

The boy's immune system has weakened considerably.

The strange sensation his sense of smell sent was a symptom that always preceded a cold.

The door was pushed open again.

Would you mind if I dried my hair?

Miss Su Shi continued her attack.

Chapter 101 Tearing Open the Wound

"Would you mind if you dried my hair for me? It's a bit inconvenient for me to do it myself."

Miss Su Shi believed that Chen would not refuse such a simple request.

There's really no need to refuse.

But Chen, who had used Miss Su Shi's bathroom before, knew that the hairdryer was right there in his wife's bathroom; there was no need for him to come up and ask for help.

"Alright, Miss Su Shi has taken such good care of me all this time, it would be really inappropriate to refuse such a small favor."

Miss Su Shi's harmless little thoughts are accepted by Chen.

The boy slowly stood up, making sure his footsteps and the door closing were as quiet as possible.

With a soft click of the door lock, Miss Su Shi handed the hair dryer she was holding to the boy beside her.

Chen turned on the power next to the sofa.

Based on past experience, the temperature and fan speed were adjusted to the settings most comfortable for the other girl.

Miss Su Shi was ready, turning her back, covered in flaxen hair, towards Chen.

The girl's hair was still a little damp, and she had only used a towel to do some initial wiping.

Starting from the roots, divide Ms. Su Shi's hair into multiple sections.

The hairdryer was angled parallel to the strands of hair the boy had styled, and the hair was being combed from top to bottom in the direction of the boy's touch.

The heat from the hairdryer, along with the boy's hand as he ran his fingers through her hair, slowly washed away the dampness from Su Shi's strands.

Chen's hair has never grown long, so after he showers, a hairdryer is useless.

Shortly after Xiangzi moved into his home, he enthusiastically took on the job of blow-drying Xiangzi's hair.

The initial results were certainly not satisfactory.

Chen hadn't even bothered to style his own short hair before going straight for the girl's long hair.

Helping in the end only made things worse.

Xiangzi has to wake up even earlier every morning to deal with his frizzy hair.

Nevertheless, she never expressed any dissatisfaction with the boy's actions.

Following online videos posted by hairstylist Tony on "how to blow-dry your girlfriend's hair," Chen's skills became increasingly refined through repeated practice.

Gradually, the girl no longer needed to spend extra effort on her frizzy hair every morning.

Despite the background noise of rain, the atmosphere between Miss Su Shi and Chen remained somewhat silent.

While enjoying the boy's craftsmanship, Miss Su Shi took her first steps in her offensive.

"The temperature can be turned up another level!"

Miss Su Shi did not receive a verbal response from the boy.

The change in temperature on her hair told her that the boy had heard her.

Not enough

The raindrops pattering against the window blurred the view cast by the city.

The faint rumble of thunder made her heart tremble habitually.

Just minutes before, she had been caught in the raging storm that descended from the sky.

Miss Su Shi has faced this kind of bad weather alone countless times.

The lights in the house, the television screen

Every night, Miss Su Shi would open them

The empty, desolate homes need these lights and sounds to fill the void.

Despite the minimal results from Yi Yi M's private dance IIX incident, Miss Su Shi will still do it.

But Mom had instructed me before: during thunderstorms, all electrical appliances in the house should be turned off.

Mom said this is something that must be done to protect electrical appliances.

As a child, Miss Su Shi kept all of this firmly in her heart.

She had been living in this luxurious house for quite some time, and for such a well-equipped mansion, a mere thunderstorm was nothing.

Miss Su Shi still firmly adhered to her mother's teachings.

Therefore, during thunderstorms

She coped with all of this through sleep.

But the thunder was irregular, and the lightning was irregular.

It seemed like they were deliberately bullying her.

When she is in a state of confusion, she always makes a strong presence in the vicinity.

Pull her out of the dream she was about to fall into, whether it was a good dream or a nightmare.

A harsh jolt back to reality.

she is afraid

She wanted her mother to be with her.

Motoyo Nagasaki, you can't be so weak. Your mother has already worked hard enough.

You can't, you can't bother her again because of this.

Tears welled up in her young eyes, ignoring any explanation she gave.

Finally, the silver thread pierced through her skin, leaving a clear mark on her delicate cheek.

All she could do was wrap herself tightly in the blanket, and then wrap it even tighter.

The terrifying white light and the deafening sound were somewhat diminished.

It was stuffy under the covers; she couldn't stay in there forever.

When she couldn't stand the suffocation any longer, she poked her head out from under the covers again.

Some stray hairs moved slightly at the corners of her mouth with her disordered breathing.