Guitar Hero also wants to play Kasuga Shadow!

"My... shelter..."

Want to move forward...

I want to stand on the same stage with them...

want to……

Find your own place...

but……

He took only one step forward and then stopped.

I have hurt them, and they have a new bassist. Do they still need me?

Or, can I still expect them to save me?

……

The eyes are closed and the light is dark.

Close your eyes and gaze into the dark afterlight.

The earplugs are in good condition and are instigated.

Plug your ears to the real beating of your heart.

……

Close your eyes and cover your ears. As long as you don't look or listen, you won't have any thoughts about them anymore.

This is how I've been doing these days...

but……

but……

Why can the sound of their performances reach my heart directly through my hands? Why can I still see them radiating light on the stage even if I close my eyes?

"Because their songs are the cries of their hearts."

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mu standing next to me, saying something I couldn't understand with her expressionless face.

What's the inner cry, what's the touching music? I don't understand it myself! Whether it's playing bass or double bass, I only play it because others have such a need. How can the human heart be moved by just any song?

Looking up, Boqi was still playing the guitar in the far left corner of the stage. At this moment, she seemed to be born for the guitar in her hand.

The guitar is a part of her body, and the pick is an extension of her fingers. She uses the guitar in her arms to release herself, as if she is roaring and fighting. Is this still the very shy Pochi in her impression?

"Actually, I envy Su Shi too."

Mu then spoke up, saying something he couldn't understand, "Why are you envious of me?"

"I envy Su Shi for being able to shed tears like this."

"Um?!"

He reached out and touched the corner of his eye, unable to believe the wet feeling on his fingers.

I... cried?

Before his brain could react, he felt a push from behind, "Don't push me, what are you doing, Xiao Mu?"

"We're too far back now, Pochi. I can't see you."

"Why do I have to let her see me crying?!"

……

Back in the back

Don't push my back.

It's easy to touch your heart

Don't touch my heart easily.

……

My...heart...

I am clearly looking forward to a home, a place that can accommodate me, but why... am I still hesitating?

Is it because... you're afraid that this band will fall apart like Crychic did?

The Crychic before was so wonderful. Everyone was here, Xiaoxiang was watching from the audience, Deng and Lixi were on stage, so why now...

"Stop pushing me!"

Instead of letting me endure the pain of separation again, it would be better to just leave me like this now!

Mu, who was much shorter than Su Shi, couldn't push Su Shi, who refused to move forward. "What a troublesome woman!"

"Who are you calling trouble?!"

Even though she was crying her eyes out, she was still so energetic...

Wakaba Mu looked around and found a familiar figure, "Lena, come here."

"Huh? Who called me?"

Lenai, who was happily watching Pochi's performance in the audience, turned around and spotted the green figure. He walked over reluctantly and said, "What are you doing, guitar thief? Don't disturb me while I'm watching the live performance."

"Help me, push her to the front of the stage, and I'll buy you Buffy later."

"Huh?! You think a cup of Buffy can make this kid listen to you?"

"Seems interesting. Deal."

"Clam?!"

……

The sound of my heart is the sound of my heart.

Now there is a definite heartbeat deep in my heart.

ほかに何も聴きたくない

Not willing to listen to anything.

わたしが is pronounced except for つ.

Except for the melodies I released myself.

……

This is……

stage……

After finishing the performance, his eyes remained on the guitar in his arms for a long time.

He blocked out the sound of his own heavy breathing and the audience's applause, and remained immersed in the performance.

This is the song I wrote myself. Just like Deng said, this is the cry of my heart. It’s great to be able to play it on stage like this.

He then raised his head to see the audience's reaction, but the first thing he saw was Su Shi struggling against the edge of the stage.

"Okay, stop pushing me! I'm just staying here!"

They were both shorter than each other, so why couldn't he resist them?

If Pochi sees me like this, please at least let me wipe my tears...

While thinking this, I looked up and met Pochi's hazy eyes, who was still panting. I could only look away quickly.

"Su Shi..."

He subconsciously called out Su Shi's name, and the voice spread throughout the venue through the microphone in front of him, also attracting the attention of other teammates around him. They all looked towards the edge of the stage and watched Su Shi wiping her tears.

Why are you all looking at me? Also, shouldn't you still have an MC segment on stage? The rest of the audience is still waiting.

It took a long time for Boqi to react. It seemed that Deng and the others thought his voice was what he wanted to say, and they were waiting for him to speak.

But... but...

What should I say? I looked at the lamp beside me for help. As the lead singer, she should understand this better than me. I saw her nod at me. Although she didn't say anything, I could still see what she meant: "Just say what's on your mind."

So… take a deep breath and prepare to speak.

"That... that..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes in the audience turned to him, which put pressure on him.

However, I couldn't retreat. Besides the spectators, Su Shi was also watching me from the closest position. Although I didn't know whether her crying was a good thing or a bad thing, but...

As long as you convey your feelings, that's enough.

“I don’t know much about that band.”

"But...but, I can understand the feeling of finding a home."

"That feeling of being needed, that warmth like being at home,"

"So...so,"

Pochi took two steps forward to the edge of the stage and extended his hand to Su Shi, who still had her head down, at a loss.

"We have agreed to be a band for life..."

Su Shi also subconsciously stretched out her hand, but halfway through, she shyly turned her head away, not daring to face Pochi's somewhat burning gaze.

"Troublesome woman..."

Mu said this and raised Suye's hand so that Pochi could grab it.

"Snapped."

In front of everyone's eyes, the two held hands together. At this moment, as long as Pochi exerted force...

As expected, after the high-intensity live, Pochi no longer had the physical strength to pull Su Shi onto the stage. Instead, Pochi was exhausted in the middle and fell down to the side of the stage.

"Pochi?!"

"Pochi, are you okay?"

"Did you fall anywhere?"

Accompanied by the voices of others expressing concern, Hailing jumped off the stage, caring about Pochi in her own way.

187

Chapter 187: Guitar is trying too hard.

"A lifelong band~"

When Miao Meng heard this, she jokingly said to Xiangzi beside her, "Do we have such an agreement in AveMujica? I'm just asking."

"..."

Xiangzi just watched Bo Qi Su Shi's hands clasped together without saying anything.

lifetime……

I am no longer the weak person I used to be. Simple agreements are useless. Only greater interests can tie us together more tightly and allow us to truly go on for a longer period of time...

While I was still trying to convince myself with this argument, I saw Pochi lean forward and fall off the stage.

"Wave……"

"Pochi?!"

Before he could even shout, Miao Meng beside him reacted first, pushing aside the other spectators in front of him and running forward.

"Let's go too, Chuhua."

"Eh? Oh...oh."

Noticing that Chuhua was a little absent-minded, Xiangzi turned around and glanced at Chuhua, "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing."

"Really."

Now Pochi's side is more important. Without paying attention to Chuhua's strangeness, Xiangzi continued to run to the side of the stage.