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Follow...your heart?

Chapter 449 Telephone

In Mujica's rehearsal room, the air was unusually stagnant. The agreed time had long passed, but the drummer's seat was still empty.

Xiangzi stood beside the piano, her fingertips unconsciously tapping the smooth keyboard lid, making a dull sound. She looked at the empty drum set, her brows furrowed, and a strong sense of uneasiness lingered in her heart.

"Is Ruomai not here yet?" Xiangzi finally couldn't help but speak, his eyes glancing at Hailing, who had just put down her bass. "Haizi, did she tell you or anyone else in advance that she couldn't come today?"

Hailing just shook her head calmly, her voice expression calm: "No."

"Hmm..." Chu Hua twisted her fingers worriedly, concern written all over her pretty face. "Ruomai hasn't been in good shape these past two days, and she's been distracted during rehearsals... Could she have a cold? Or isn't feeling well? Should we... go to her house to see her?"

She looked at Hailing, hoping that this teammate who usually communicated more with Miaomeng could give some clues.

Hailing picked up a towel and wiped the neck of her bass without looking up. "That's not necessary. She's not feeling unwell."

"Eh?" Chu Hua was stunned and asked in confusion, "Then she is...?"

Hailing put the towel down and looked up. Her gaze swept across Xiangzi, Chuhua, and Mu, who was quietly wiping guitar strings nearby, before finally settling on Xiangzi's questioning gaze. She said simply, "Want to know the reason? Ask Aine. She'll know."

The reason why Hailing didn't tell them directly about what happened between Aine and Meowmeng was because Hailing felt that it would be better for them, as her girlfriends, to tell Aine in person. No matter how well she knew the whole story, she was not the person involved after all.

"Xiao Ai?" Chu Hua was even more confused. What did this have to do with Aiyin?

Mu, who had been as quiet as a background board, paused slightly while wiping the strings. She raised her calm eyes, looked at Hailing, then looked at the empty drum position, and blinked her long eyelashes lightly, as if she understood something in an instant.

She didn't say anything, just lowered her head and continued to wipe the strings attentively.

In Miao Meng's rental house, the curtains were tightly closed, blocking out the darkening light outside. The room was filled with a lazy and decadent atmosphere.

Miao Meng curled up in bed, wrapped in a thick blanket. From the moment she opened her eyes in the morning until now, except for stuffing something into her stomach, she has almost maintained the same posture for the rest of the time - lying in bed, emptying her mind, or more precisely, letting her chaotic thoughts calm down, but it seemed that her thoughts did not intend to listen to her.

Drums? Training? It was impossible to train. I hadn’t trained at all all day. I didn’t even feel the urge to touch the drumsticks.

They...must have noticed that I wasn't there? This thought lingered in my mind like a curse.

Xiangzi is so conscientious and responsible, he would definitely ask... Would he ask Haizi? Chuzi? Muzi?

Thinking of Hailing's expressionless face, Miao Meng felt suffocated. If they asked Haizi... she would definitely say... say...

Then they'll know! They'll know that I like Aiko!

The shame brought by this realization instantly overwhelmed her like a tide. She suddenly pulled up the blanket to cover her head and let out a painful wail in the darkness.

It's over! How am I going to face Shoko from now on? How am I going to face Hatsuko? How am I going to face Mutsuko?! Especially...how am I going to face Aine?!

When she thought of Aine, the scene on the park bench last night emerged uncontrollably again—Aine’s sly smile, her warm fingers, and that “slippery tongue” that made her heart beat out of control.

Miao Meng felt her cheeks getting hot again, and her heart was beating fast under the blanket, feeling both sweet and panicky.

No, no! I can’t think about it anymore! She threw off the blanket and sat up, shaking her head vigorously, as if this could get rid of Aine’s smiling face from her mind. If she continued like this, she felt like she was really going crazy!

She jumped out of bed almost as if escaping and rushed into the small bathroom.

The ice-cold water splashed on her face, and the biting chill finally brought a brief moment of clarity to her confused and feverish brain. She leaned on the sink and looked at herself in the mirror with messy hair and a confused face.

You're so depressed, Yutenji Wakamugi, please cheer up - Meow Meng shouted to herself in her heart.

Back in the room, my eyes fell on the phone on the table. The screen lit up, clearly displaying the time - 17:23 PM.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, and the neon lights of the city began to flicker.

It's around five o'clock... They should be done with rehearsal, right? Miao Meng thought absentmindedly. Aiko... what is she doing now?

Aine's figure once again stubbornly occupied her mind, that throbbing, that clear love that could no longer be concealed entangled her heart, getting tighter and tighter.

In the end... should I face this feeling?

Miao Meng lay back on the bed, staring at the clean ceiling with wide eyes, a fierce tug-of-war going on in her heart.

If...if I really muster up the courage to confess...

What would Aiko's other girlfriends think of me? Would they accept me as a "latecomer"?

They were able to accept each other because they'd known each other since middle school, had been through so much together, and knew each other intimately... But what about me? A drummer who joined Mujica mid-career, who once only cared about making money, and now doesn't even want to be a beauty blogger anymore...

An "outsider" who always seems to be separated from their circle by a barrier, seems to be only superficially harmonious but spiritually alienated... If I didn't love my son, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to achieve this superficial harmony. Am I really qualified... to join them?

The inferiority and uncertainty brought about by this realization were like a cold tide, completely extinguishing the little courage that Miao Meng had just ignited.

Just when Miao Meng was tormented by these chaotic thoughts and was about to cover her head with a blanket to escape reality again -

hum - hum - hum -

Jingle Bell--!

The phone on the pillow suddenly vibrated without warning!

Accompanied by the harsh yet familiar default ringtone, the screen lit up instantly, and the dazzling white light seemed particularly abrupt in the dim room.

Miao Meng was startled by the sudden noise and trembled all over. She suddenly jumped up from the bed! Her heart instantly rose to her throat!

She frantically grabbed her phone, and the caller ID flashed on the screen - Aizi. These two words, like a thunderbolt, instantly struck all her thoughts -

"!"

It was Aine! Of course it was at this moment! Of course it was when her mind was filled with only her!

Miao Meng looked at the two words on the screen, her mind blank. All the entanglement, hesitation, inferiority, and panic she had just felt were instantly turned upside down by this phone call! Cold sweat instantly broke out on the palm of her hand holding the phone, and her fingertips turned slightly white from the pressure.

catch? Still not answering?