You are the first one to get into Triangle, then who am I?

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"I don't give gifts to others very often, so I just picked one at random..." Shiina Riki turned her face away, "You are not allowed to say you don't like it."

Nagasaki Soyo gently touched the brooch and found a line of small words engraved on the back: To Soyo

"Thank you, Lixi."

"nothing."

Next is Triangle’s early summer gift.

As the wrapping paper was carefully unwrapped, a lavender gift box was revealed. The moment the lid was opened, a scent of lavender, mandarin orange, and cedar slowly wafted out.

This is a set of hand-blended lavender aromatherapy, including essential oils and small light brown diffuser stones.

"Lavender can help you relax. I hope Su Shi can go to bed earlier and not stay up late playing with her phone."

"I don't like staying up late!" she retorted.

Sanjiao Chuxia listened carefully and did not mention the bombardment of news she had suffered late that night.

Nagasaki Suyo gently put down the gift, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Actually... Mom left a cake." Her voice came from the kitchen, with a barely perceptible softness.

The moment the refrigerator door opened, cold air wafted out, carrying the sweet aroma of cream. Nagasaki Suyo carefully held out an exquisite chiffon cake with the words "Happy Birthday Suyo" written on it in chocolate.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

Sanka Hatsuka stood up involuntarily and wanted to help, but was stopped by Shiina Riki.

"Let the birthday boy come by himself."

Nagasaki Suyo placed the cake in the center of the coffee table, the candlelight dancing in her blue eyes. She hesitated for a moment, found a few candles from the drawer, and gently inserted them into the cake.

She lit the candles one by one with a lighter.

The warm candlelight reflected on the faces of the three people, casting swaying shadows in the room as dusk deepened.

"Xia, Li Xi-chan." Nagasaki Suyo suddenly raised her phone, the cold light of the screen reflecting the slightly red corners of her eyes, "Let's take a picture."

"Okay." Xia moved closer naturally, his hair brushing against Su Shi's shoulders.

"Huh? Oh."

She adjusted the angle of her phone, trying to include the cake and the three people in the picture.

"Xia, move closer to me... Yes, just like that."

Feeling the faint scent of lavender coming from Nagasaki Suyo beside her, Sanjiao Hatsuxia unconsciously straightened her back and looked a little uncomfortable.

Shiina Tatsuki sat on the other side of her, squeezing into the camera with confidence.

"Three, two, one—eggplant!"

The moment the flash went on, the smiles of the three people were frozen in the photo.

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ps: This time it is actually the band's parents group (

ps2: In the last chapter, I wrote Su Shi's name for Chu Xia as "Chu Xia". Sadly, the number of words cannot be reduced to less than the original number. I can't change it.

Ask for a ticket~

Chapter 118: The Silent Silver Voice

【personaction】Group chat:

Mutsumi: The music is ready.

Mutsumi: [Document]

After Ruoye Mu's message popped up in the group chat, the group was silent for a few seconds. Then, the message notification sounds rang out one after another.

Umiri: Well... the beginning is pretty standard, it's pretty good for a first time composing.

Umiri: But it sounds a bit depressing.

UIKA: Indeed.

UIKA: But it’s quite charming, like strolling alone in a garden late at night.

UIKA: Wait, the key change in the middle... is it Debussy's "Clair de Lune"?

Mutsumi: Yeah.

Umiri: Oh~ This connection feels great, but it must be difficult to write lyrics for this part.

Umiri: Hatsuka, can you?

UIKA: Leave it to me, I will definitely write lyrics that are worthy of this song.

Sanjiao Hatsuka placed his phone on the table and replayed the song Wakaba Mu had sent him. The melody flowed through the quiet room. He closed his eyes, his fingers unconsciously tapping the beat on the table.

After listening to it for the third time, he suddenly picked up a pen and quickly wrote a few lines in his notebook, then immediately crossed them out. The paper was already covered with similar traces of corrections.

"Debussy's Moonlight..." he muttered to himself.

The first half of the song is quite depressing and cold, and it only starts to pick up slowly after the "Moonlight" section.

But Sanjiao Chuxia felt that the lyrics couldn't just follow the song, otherwise it would be difficult to change the song if the depression took up too much of the song.

In the section before "Moonlight", the lyrics start to pick up.

He slowly put pen to paper, writing down each line of the lyrics fluently, pausing occasionally to hum a few bars before continuing to write.

"Then, let's just leave this short section of 'Moonlight' blank and let Little Cucumber solo on the keyboard."

The pen tip continued to move, but soon stopped again.

Sanjiao Chuxia hummed the paragraph she had just written, her brows slightly furrowed.

"This rhyme still doesn't feel natural enough..."

Just as he was lost in thought, the door was gently pushed open. Sanjiao Chuhua was standing at the door in pajamas, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Xia, aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Sanjiao Chuxia was shocked to realize that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

He turned around and gave an apologetic smile: "Ah, I plan to finish it in one go tonight, Xiaochu, you go to bed first."

Sanjiao Chuhua walked out of the room, sat next to him, and glanced at the table full of draft papers and music scores.

"Okay then," she said softly, her fingers brushing against Sanjiao Chuxia's shoulders, "Don't stay up too late."

"Well, I already have an idea. I'll be able to finish it soon."

After Sanjiao Chuhua left, the living room returned to silence.

Outside the window, the moonlight quietly sprinkled on the table, interweaving with the piano melody of Wakaba Mu in the headphones.

"そっと下り之ぐ (gently pouring down)

久かな银の音 (silent silver sound)”

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When the morning sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the practice room the next day, Sanjiao Chuxia was already sitting in a chair, holding a guitar and repeatedly revising the details of the lyrics.

He looked up at the door from time to time, his fingers unconsciously strumming the melody of "Moonlight" on the guitar.

With a click, the door was pushed open. Wakaba Mu was standing at the door holding the sheet music. He was obviously stunned when he saw Sanjiao Hatsuxia.

"Good morning, Cucumber." He held up the lyrics manuscript in his hand. "I've finished writing the lyrics. Do you want to see them now?"

"Ah."

Ruoye Mu nodded slightly, moved a stool and sat down next to Sanjiao Chuxia.

Her eyes moved slowly over the lyrics, and when she saw the cucumber symbol, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Keyboard solo...?"

"Yes, I always feel that any words in this paragraph would be redundant, so I just left it blank."

As the two were talking, Yalonai pushed open the door and walked in, pulling a cart. In her hand was a half-eaten matcha parfait, with green cream stuck to the corners of her mouth.

"Little Lenai," Sanjiao Chuxia frowned, "Isn't it forbidden to bring food into the practice room?"

"Saaya said yes." She licked the spoon with an innocent look.

"Really? I'll go ask Sister Saaya now."

As soon as Sanjiao Chuxia stood up, she grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"It won't get outside."

"Do you know why you can't bring it in?"

Forget it, [RiNG] is your store anyway.

He shook his head helplessly and sat back in his chair.

Kaname Lenai quickly stuffed the last bite of Buffy into her mouth like a cat stealing fish, and then put the empty cup on the table in the corner.

She skipped between the two of them, her chin almost resting on Wakaba Mu's shoulder.

"As for the music, I need to listen to it."

"Didn't I post it in the group yesterday?"

I saw Yao Lenai take out his mobile phone from his pocket, press the side button, and the lit screen showed 15 unread messages.

"Why didn't you read any of the messages?"

"I saw it." She pointed to the message on the screen, "This is how I saw it."

"That doesn't count as watching..."

Sanjiao Chuxia sighed a little tiredly, took the phone to help her unlock the screen without a password, clicked into the group chat interface, swiped upwards a little distance and found the song posted by Ruoye Mu.

He clicked play. As the prelude's keyboard sounds began to flow, Kaname's heterochromatic eyes suddenly lit up. She lay directly on Wakaba Mu's back, her chin resting on his shoulder. "Here... we need to add a guitar."

"Wait, don't press your whole body on me..."

Ruoye Mu's voice became smaller and smaller, and his whole body froze.

Yao Lena was already immersed in the music, and her right hand was unconsciously plucking the strings.

"Here... and here... are both fine."

Sanjiao Chuxia looked at the two people's funny postures, suppressed her laughter and suggested: "How about we just try it now?"

"Well, do it now."

"and many more!"

The door of the practice room was pushed open again.

Hachiman Kailing stood outside the door, holding her bass bag and breathing lightly, looking like she had been exercising quite a bit.

"Sorry I'm late. There was a band that was performing for a while."

"No, Hailing, you came at the right time."

As he spoke, he lifted Kaname off Wakaba Mu's back and handed her the lyrics and music.