Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

"I don't understand, Dr. Ke, I really don't understand."

The 16-year-old Nagasaki Suyo revealed her frustration for the first time in front of Kashiwa Miki. Seeing Toyokawa Shoko on the small stage today, who looked completely different from her days with Crychic, she seemed to have no idea why she was in a band anymore.

"Is it true that crychic can't go back?"

crychic? You mean Xiangzi's old band?

"Cry... Why was crychic founded, and what activities does it hold? Have you figured out all these questions?"

Who came up with such a difficult name!

"Hey... for, for..."

Because Xiangzi invited her to form a band, so they formed a band together. Because Xiangzi left, so...

"It's all in the past, Miss Sushi. No matter how beautiful yesterday was, it was still yesterday. It's okay to occasionally reminisce about the past, but dwelling on the past will really drown you." Patting Sushi's shoulder, Baihe Sanhui pushed the door open and walked out. The chilly night wind gave him goose bumps. "Let's go. It's getting late and we should go home."

On a weekend night, rows of car lights flashed on the asphalt road and overpass, and the two sat in the taxi in silence. Minato was still some distance away from Ginza, and Kashiwa Miki dozed off against the seat.

Looking at the sleepy man in front of her, Nagasaki Suyo felt mixed emotions.

He was clearly the one who took away Xiangzi and clearly the one who sentenced crychic to death without permission, so why doesn't he make people feel disgusted?

"Ouch!" The sudden sharp turn made Su Shi, who was in a trance, lose his balance and fall into Baihe Sanhui's arms, hitting his head on the guitar case.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, you're not hurt, are you? Miss Su Shi? Let me see..."

"It's okay, Dr. Ke..."

The two suddenly found that the distance between them was a little ambiguous. The distance was so close that Su Shi could even smell the faint scent of tobacco on Baihe Sanhui. In return, Baihe Sanhui could also smell the scent of incense on Su Shi. Their knuckles had touched each other without them knowing when.

"Hmm..." Su Shi quickly sat further away, her pretty face showing a faint blush under the high beam of the car behind.

What's going on? My heartbeat, and...

"Uh, sorry Miss Sushi, no offense intended."

"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong..."

Now Baihe Sanhui didn't dare to sleep and insisted on reaching his destination. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened during the rest of the journey.

In front of the apartment elevator, Kashiwa Sanhui said goodbye to Su Shi: "Good night, Miss Su Shi."

"Well, good night, Dr. Ke... Dr. Ke, can I ask you for a favor?"

"But it doesn't matter."

Nagasaki Suyo hesitated for a moment, then spoke out what was in her mind: "Is your band still in need of a bassist? I think—"

Before he finished speaking, Baihe Sanhui gently shook his head: "No, Miss Sushi. As the old saying goes, a minister cannot serve two masters. You can't abandon your current teammates for Xiangzi, otherwise you will do the same despicable thing as Xiangzi."

"No, that's not the case! Xiangzi didn't do anything despicable!"

"But Xiangzi is forced by life, but you are not."

After saying that, Baihe Sanhui got on the elevator without holding the door open for Su Shi.

"Good night, Miss Sushi."

"Good night..."

……

Time passed, and another week passed uneventfully (and doubtfully).

It's another Monday, a new week! A new beginning!

If it weren't for the inquiry letter faxed by the principal's wife, reprimanding Baihe Sanhui for not coordinating the school's medical resources and asking him to fill out the report again, Baihe Sanhui would have been in a good mood.

Tama's old woman must be crazy about money.

Baihe Sanhui sat in the infirmary sulking. If he hadn't joined the main band, Baihe Sanhui really wanted to resign. His buddy didn't rely on her for a living, so who would spoil her?

For the entire morning, Baihe Sanhui pretended to count things and organize documents. He didn't write a single word on the report paper on the table, and he didn't even know where his pen had rolled to.

Occasionally, when students came to the infirmary because they were unwell, Baihe Sanhui would just pour them a cup of hot water, and if they had external injuries, he would simply disinfect and bandage them, and then send them away.

Until lunch break, when Toyokawa Shoko came to the infirmary with her lunch box, Kashiwa Miki was still spinning his pen out of boredom.

The good news is that the pen was found in the pharmacy, but the bad news is that all the ink had leaked out. So there is another good news: I can now spin the pen.

"Why are you still acting like a child?" It was obvious from his expression that Kashiwa Sanhui was particularly unhappy today, but Xiangzi was helpless about Kashiwa Sanhui's nonchalant behavior.

"Staying here like this is already enough to repay the little treat the principal's wife gave me." Seeing Xiangzi picking up his chopsticks and getting ready to eat, Baihe Sanhui also took out his lunch box from his bag, which had three layers of four dishes.

"Here, Xiangzi, come and try my cooking."

"Then I won't be polite."

We are so familiar with each other, there is no point in refusing.

He picked up a perfectly seared piece of veal, coated it with black pepper sauce, and placed it in Xiangzi's bowl. He also picked up a piece and swallowed it in one gulp while chewing it. Baihe Sanhui said with a slurred voice, "It seems like Su Shi is younger and her powerful band is about to open a show in Laiwu."

"Please swallow your food before speaking!"

"Hmm... I mean, Miss Sushi's band is getting ready for a live show." Kashiwa Sanhui pulled out his phone, opened his chat history with Deng, and confirmed the date. "Next Saturday night, at RNG... no, RiNG."

Seeing the name of this performance venue, Kashiwa Sanhui was quite worried whether Su Shi and the others would have their contracts blocked.

"Well... isn't that good?" Xiangzi didn't take it to heart. The only thing that made him feel relieved was that Deng had finally walked out of the shadow of crychic. That was cause for celebration.

On the other hand.

"Do you want to go and take a look? After all, he's an old teammate."

"Deng will be unhappy to see me, after all, I failed that child."

"I'm going anyway, so why don't you come with me?"

"Well... since you said so, I can only agree to it."

"Why do you sound like I'm forcing you to stay with me?"

"hey-hey."

In fact, Ruoye Mu also sent her a message to inform her of this matter, and said that Su Shi hoped Xiangzi could come too, but Xiangzi did not respond immediately, and only said that he would consider it.

After all, in this timeline, Xiangzi is not Black Xiang but maintains a rather awkward "Gray Xiang" form.

There are no financial difficulties, and his useless father will not pester Xiangzi all day long to suck his blood. On weekends, he has Baihe Sanhui to accompany him to do what he likes.

Speaking of worries, apart from not being able to go home, I just feel a little embarrassed to face the old teammates of crychic.

Even after reaching a certain degree of reconciliation with Su Shi, he can face some things related to crychic quite calmly.

Everything went a little too smoothly, so much so that Kashiwa Miki didn't know how to move the plot forward.

I always feel that under such a peaceful and prosperous situation, Xiang's father must be planning something bad and will give him a big lesson sooner or later.

But it doesn't matter. When the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. We will deal with it when it comes.

Looking at Xiangzi chewing rice in big mouthfuls, his chubby pink cheeks and drooping blue hair, Kashiwa Sanhui thought about the future with some melancholy.