My brother is not a good person

The question he heard in his ear made Nakahara Chuya cough immediately.

He managed to stop his cough, and put the goods in his hand on the cash register.

"This..." He hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

Yet Raisha didn't need him to answer right now.

It's just that he needs to make such a little preparation in his heart.

Putting the paid sun hat back on her head, she dragged Zhong Yuan Zhong back into the sunlight.

Grabbing the water glass that Laisha forgot to take, Nakahara also squinted to avoid the oncoming light, looking at her who was facing away from the light and facing him.

The sun, which was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, sprinkled sharply on her face, accompanied by a brighter smile that couldn't be distinguished.

Even the broken hair was stained with the breath of the sun and plated with a layer of gold.

"Didn't you just go shopping after shopping?" She said, turning and walking forward.

Zhong Yuanzhong also replied with a deep voice, and his eyes fell on the hand that she held him very naturally.

The snow-like skin seemed to melt into transparent water under such a scorching sun.

Suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

Maybe he was right in his judgment?

About "why she asks herself those questions", "why she invites herself to a music festival" and "why she keeps getting closer and then quickly away"...

The reasons behind these questions, perhaps, are not his illusions.

It's just that she didn't show any dissatisfaction with her previous neglect.

Did you guess it?

Guess his dodges, evasions and dark secrets.

But if she guessed it, what kind of mood did she use to show such a smile in front of her?

With a sore heart, Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed Laisha's hand tightly.

He opened the corner of his mouth, his voice a little rough.

"Are you stupid? Going in the wrong direction."

As he said that, the orange-haired boy turned around in a hurry, and pulled the girl towards Red Marquee.

In front of RedMarquee is the dining area, and many stores have already started operations.

The two bought some snacks that they could eat while walking, and headed towards other areas shown on the map.

"Passing along this road, it should be GreenStage, and big names will perform on this main stage."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed to the path hidden in the woods and said.

"From GreenStage to WhiteStage..."

He explained them one by one, and led Laisha through the woods.

"In addition to various stages, there are also children's playgrounds and NGOVillage."

Following him, Laisha climbed the low slope together.

A number of sheds have been set up in the area known as the NGOVillage.It is not difficult to see that after the official opening tomorrow, there will be more play items.

But now only a few volunteers are moving logs.

Miss Champion walked to the wood curiously, squatted down and observed the grain on the surface of the wood, "Hello, what are these for?"

The volunteer put down the wood in his hand, looked at the two of them, and explained with a smile: "It's for DIY souvenirs."

"There are five kinds of wood with different hardness. After sawing off a piece, you can use our tools to burn the logo on it. You can take it back when you are done and keep it as a souvenir."

He pointed to the soldering iron aside, then turned around to ask questions.

"Why don't you participate in the eve festival at Red Marquee? It's about to start."

Raisha replied: "I'll go in a while... Can I DIY now?"

"Of course, but I'm leaving soon to help my friend." The volunteer laughed first, "My friend said that he will sing "Sunday''s Pretty Icons" at the eve festival this year. Just want me to say, or " EverHadALittleFaith" is more suitable."

After all, he hummed a song very casually.

"Somethinggoodwillhappen, waitandsee～(Something good will happen, wait and see.)"

After humming a few words, he turned to them for advice.

"Isn't this more suitable for an eve festival than 'Lunging and happening, counting of souls.'"

Before they could answer, the volunteers returned to the topic.

He heated up the soldering iron, took out the saw, "Come on, give me a hand before I leave."

"I appreciate your kindness." Laisha picked up the selected wood, put it on the shelf, and reached for the saw. "But I can use it. Go to the stage."

With one foot on the wood, she looked at Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye and said, "Don't worry about me, Zhong Ye can go play first."

From the proficiency she showed when pitching the tent, Zhong Yuanzhong also confirmed that she was not lying at all.

It just so happened that there were some things that he needed to think about by himself, so this would be a good time.

He nodded, "I'll come back to you later."

"You don't need to look for me either." Miss Champion sawed the wood, "I'll look for Zhongye when I'm done!"

"Although it's just the eve of the festival, there are quite a few people in Red Marquee. It's not easy to find." The volunteer suddenly interrupted.

Upon hearing this, the black-haired girl raised her head and smiled, "Why?"

Her tone was a little soft, but firm at the same time.

"As long as it is Chuya, you can see it at a glance!"

It seems to be talking about the unchanging truth in the world.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly held down his hat, turned and left, with mixed emotions in his heart.

The volunteers laughed and sang again.

He pointed to Laisha with both hands, and while singing "The hope rose up in your heart, girl.", he went downhill with Nakahara Nakaya.

Once back at Red Marquee, the volunteer headed backstage to find his friend.

But Zhongyuan Zhong, who was mixed among many audiences, was always a little silent.

Even after thinking about it all the way, he didn't know what to do with Laisha.

It's not like he didn't doubt it before, but he also got a negative answer because of his intentional or unintentional ignorance and the other party's disguise.

However, if it is not a dream now, I am afraid it is far from real.

But if it was a dream, how lost would it be when you wake up?

Hearing the singing of "Sunday''s Pretty Icons" from the stage, Mr. Cadre raised his head to look at the stage.

The volunteer stood next to the lead singer, strumming the guitar in rhythm.

Holding the microphone, the lead singer, who was also hanging on the guitar, sang with his eyes closed.

The orange-haired boy lowered his head and sang softly: "...The story of the bothhofus, too close to ever love..."

The relationship between them is too close to love each other.

That's why it's even more difficult to choose.

In any case, it will end up making her sad.

The difference is only which one is more severe.

After the lead singer on stage sang "Sunday''s Pretty Icons", he glanced helplessly at his friend, then nodded, and played the prelude to "EverHadALittleFaith".

It seemed that the volunteer had succeeded in convincing his friend after all.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed and walked out of the crowd.

It was getting late, and Laisha hadn't come to him yet.

He was still a little worried.

As he drifted away, the music on the stage gradually weakened.

The only thing that can be judged is that the song is nearing the end.

Standing on the edge, Zhong Yuan also turned his head to glance at the performers on Red Marquee.

The volunteer and his friend have stepped down, replaced by a girl carrying a guitar.

She briefly introduced herself and then sang a song of her own making.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't hear a word of what he said specifically.

He only heard the title of the song clearly - "Kimi はロックを聴かない (You who don't listen to rock)"

There was the sound of running approaching.

The boy turned to look at the source of the sound.

Before he could speak, he was caught off guard by the man and hugged him tightly.

"Because I also made one for Chuya by the way, so it came a bit late."

The girl who ran all the way was panting.

"I'm so sorry, I made Chuya worry!"

Her heart was beating fast... maybe her own was just as fast.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's raised hand was hanging in mid-air, with no place to put it, "Why... did you suddenly hug me?"

"Because Chuya was standing there, looking back at the stage as if he really needed a hug."

After all, Laisha let go of her arms, holding a finished product in one hand, and showing it to Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Taking one of them casually, Mr. Cadre looked down at the Fuji Music Festival logo branded on the side of the wood.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "I've always known that you don't like rock and roll."

"But I don't hate rock and roll." Miss Champion stuffed the remaining one into her pocket, "Don't you want to continue watching those bands' performances?"

It can also be seen in the Central Plains.

She acted clumsily when looking for reasons and shifting excuses, her eyes dodged as if she was lying.

But before, I have always chosen to ignore it intentionally or unintentionally.

Is this actually paralyzing yourself or paralyzing the other person?he does not know.

He only knew that he had lost the ability to judge the truth.

On the stage not far away, the female singer kept singing "Kun はロックなんぴかないと, 思いながら. (You don't like to listen to rock, I know it.)".

The boy put away the wooden souvenir, took a step forward, and hugged the girl who was bowing her head.

His heart beat violently.

For this crazy decision just made.

"Only these three days." His voice was hoarse, difficult and slightly painful, "I'm sorry."

No matter how inexplicable this sorry sentence was, he knew she could understand it.

And the girl who heard "I'm sorry" raised her hand and covered the other's back, completing the hug.

She slowly closed her eyes where the boy couldn't see at the moment.

"It's ok."

She said this softly, but the corner of her mouth curled up into a triumphant smile.