"Silly, stupid..."

"Why do you have to say that kind of thing... Why do you have to reason with me..."

"Human, why do I believe in humans..."

"It's better to be a toy..."

Mijiu said dejectedly.

Finally, it became shaken. Things from these years were played by the way like a movie.

Did she do something wrong?

Is it her who has been wrong all the time?

Empty, loneliness, and love...

"Sorry, I'm really sorry for cheating Mijiu,"

"But even so, I will choose to get close to you and tell you these things in person."

"Even if you are hated or something, as long as Mijiu can wake up."

Ye Feng said again.

"Idiot, fool, pervert!"

Meijiu raised her head and continued to point at Ye Feng and cursed.

"Hey, even if I've got it right, I don't have to react so fiercely."

Ye Feng wanted to get closer, but Mijiu retreated instantly.

"No!"

"I didn't wake up because you are a fool! Idiot! Idiot!"

Meijiu said angrily.

However, compared to before, it is countless times better, and even has a little bit of coquettishness.

"Bastard, give me your spiritual power back,"

"If I didn't use that kind of power, I wouldn't be the best idol in the future."

Meijiu asked.

"No, I don't want you to use that desensive power again,"

"Sing with your own voice, what you gain is the fans who really like you."

Ye Feng shook his head.

Before Meijiu became enlightened, it was impossible for him to return the power to her again.

"What do you know?"

"If I really lost that tone, who would come to the concert to listen to me sing?"

Meijiu is still thinking about her idol identity.

“Didn’t you say it?”

"I will listen to Mijiu's singing. Even if no one is your fan, I will always listen to you singing."

Ye Feng did not hesitate anymore this time.

Taking advantage of the gap that Mijiu was lost, he decisively grabbed Mijiu's hand.

"I've heard it,"

"I have heard the songs from Mijiu before, although it's just one song,"

"I like Mijiu's voice, very persistent, hardworking, and very contagious."

Ye Feng took out a CD.

The last time I took away something at Mijiu's house.

"No, you're just talking casually,"

"Those fans who once sought after me clearly didn't believe me in the end."

Meijiu was a little hesitant.

"No, I believe in you, and I have been waiting for your fans, there must be something there,"

"And even if there is really no such fan, let me be Mijiu's first real listener."

Ye Feng continued.

“…”

"I'm tired, I want to drink water."

Meijiu rolled her eyes and said lazily.

So I changed the topic and left it alone.

"Here."

Ye Feng walked over with a glass of water.

"I'm going to go to bed,"

"Don't disturb me."

Meijiu said lightly after drinking the water.

"There will be a Tianyang Festival tomorrow, and Mijiu will continue to participate in the performance,"

“I’ll go to the scene,”

"at last,"

"The smile in my eyes cannot be hidden."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, leaving only a chic back.

In the quiet room, only Mijiu was left looking at the ceiling silently and didn't speak for a long time.

"Silly, self-righteous,"

"I'm not convinced, not at all,"

"I will regain my spiritual power sooner or later."

The girl murmured to herself.

......

The next day.

early morning.

The sunlight passed through the window and fell onto the soft big bed, and Mijiu slowly opened her eyes.

When I looked at the time, it turned out that it was already nine o'clock.

"Why no one woke me up!"

"you!"

Mijiu's sharp voice exploded in the room.

However, after waiting for two minutes, no servant came into the room.

No one told her what was wrong, and no one showed up.

I walked into the hall in my pajamas, but no one saw it. It was obvious that there should be many people waiting to serve her at this time.

"Damn it!"

"It's because the spiritual power has disappeared!"

Meijiu smiled sadly.

After losing the ability of an angel, those people really couldn't wait to leave her, right?

He even left without even saying hello.

There is probably only one lonely person left in this manor.

"Damn Uesugi Lea!"

"It's all your fault!"

Meijiu hummed, her voice extremely resentful.

The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged, the more I feel angrier, and my eyes gradually become rosy.

Sure enough, she must have been given up.

And because of the sound problem, those fans must have left her again.
To be continued...