【Senior, if a girl wants to learn electric instruments, which one would you recommend?】
"Yandere Sister" Volume 2: "For You, the Sun"
...
Memories sank to the bottom of the heart's ocean.
Those past days were unusually clear.
Lu Qing didn't know why his sister asked such a question.
But it no longer mattered,
Because the trembling hands, the nails clenched tightly, had already exposed the former answer through some kind of DNA-etched conditioned reflex.
The former, that heart-wrenching, answer.
Su Ling watched Lu Qing.
Watched her older brother's reaction in this instant.
Her previous suspicions were confirmed.
—He simply cannot resist the topic of "music."
"He's escaping."
Su Ling smiled wickedly inside.
Like a fearsome demon born from nothingness, she laughed in her heart.
Today, she had done more investigations, perfected more information.
Even her homework had taken twice the effort she spent researching "maid outfits."
Because, her older brother's secret was the most magical thing to her.
As long as she could slowly, like unraveling silk, peel away his inner self,
like an onion,
layer by layer, shedding its skin.
Then she could truly understand her older brother's past.
【I want to enter my older brother's heart】.
【Read his past】.
【Control his thoughts】.
【Dissect his actions】.
Su Ling's plan was clear and terrifying—
This morning, the moment Lu Qing left the house, she pushed her progress forward with all her might,
「Dissected all of her older brother's devices, and read through detailed analyses on the cost-effectiveness of the equipment, as well as "what kind of person would buy this equipment,"」 in her little red notebook.
—Control his thoughts.
Through obtaining top-tier intelligence,
Su Ling discovered that,
her older brother's computer—
"Is not really a computer."
【But a「Workstation」 specifically used by music producers】.
After reading through a vast amount of information, she understood why her older brother used "solid-state arrays," "16G*4=64G" memory modules, a 6TB external hard drive, the top-tier RME Babyface sound card, high-fidelity monitoring headphones from Audio-Technica—
Even the microphone for live voice chats was a high-end product from Shure.
The only out-of-place component, the 40X0 graphics card, seemed to be for occasional indulgences in playing maid-themed mini-games?
「How adorable.」
Su Ling thought, analyzing—
"Her older brother's 32-inch monitor was for using FL Studio 20, the best host for indie musicians who could record instruments live or edit notes one by one with a mouse.
Besides that, her older brother would also use industry-standard Cubase, Pro Tools, or Logic on fruits to handle post-production mixing."
"His second-hand records showed he had sold another 32-inch AOC monitor."
"This meant he originally had dual monitors, but after a certain incident, he sold one.
And obviously, the other monitor's purpose was to keep an eye on the audio meters on the mixing console while composing and mixing."
Su Ling had researched that professional musicians usually weren't satisfied with just one monitor, and some masters even bought projectors to display the dense UI of the mixing meters on the white wall in front of the recording studio.
"Her older brother's cloud storage had several terabytes of soft synths, all of which had been downloaded to his computer but were then completely uninstalled and deleted."
Su Ling initially thought those terabytes were「reference materials,」 but today she finally understood that she had almost been deceived by her older brother's diversion tactic.
Hmph.
Almost got you.
She was quite pleased with herself.
"Her older brother's 6TB drive was protected by an 8-digit password (this time it's impossible to guess)," although it couldn't be opened, his Taobao order history showed he had purchased a lot of legitimate sound sources—"
Berlin Platinum Orchestra, Ominisphere atmospheric synthesizer, Ozone mastering effects suite, Waves full suite of post-production tools, Fabfilter professional mixing modules, Amplitube electric guitar software effects, etc.
Each of these soft synths cost hundreds to thousands.
The answer was clear.
"Yes, her older brother would spend money「to buy a sound.」"
He would「buy a tone.」
He was a【tone connoisseur】.
He had an extreme composer's obsession with the details in the frequency spectrum that ordinary people's ears couldn't even distinguish.
"—Her older brother was hopelessly addicted."
This was Su Ling's conclusion.
Her older brother,
had twisted to the point,
where he had devoted his entire being to「music.」
He… for composing and arranging, had once spared no effort.
Not caring about his body, eating sparingly, saving every penny, putting all his money, all his energy, all his health, all his social life, everything,
everything,
all「invested」into it.
Her older brother had burned like a raging fire.
It seemed he wanted to accomplish something big before a certain time.
The result was obvious.
—He failed.
That time had already become「the past.」
Therefore.
"Yin Qing" turned into "Yin Ci."
These memories,
were all buried by him.
Su Ling sighed inwardly.
It wasn't hard to imagine,
the Schecter that once roared on stage,
the MartinGo that once whispered in the room,
and the Fender first-year model that was listed on second-hand sites but then regretfully taken down—
Her older brother used「them」to heal himself.
To him,
they,
were his「beloved.」
To him,
with「them,」
he no longer needed "them."
To him,
music,
was his「light.」
"The reason her older brother doesn't have a girlfriend has been cracked by me."
Su Ling remained silent.
Silently smiling wickedly.
While the cute girl next door was still pursuing her older brother's body,
she had already entered the next level—
「Phase Two」,
「Unlocking his mental state.」
Brother.
Losing your light must be very painful, right?
Seeing anything related to music must be very tormenting for you, right?
No wonder you sealed「them」away.
No wonder you show such a complex expression now, filled with unease, restlessness, itching, fear,
and all sorts of mixed emotions.
Su Ling smiled.
Thinking while smiling:
But brother.
You still can't let go of「them,」can you?
Every day, using the time to and from school, secretly wearing expensive Sennheiser headphones, secretly listening to others' songs.
What is this?
「Seeking」?
No.
Should it be nostalgia?
Hmm.
Even「lament」would be more appropriate, right?
The past youth is gone forever,
and now you can only struggle and suffer in this crappy reality.
Brother.
Even if you want to escape, it's okay,
you once said,
you wanted to hold my hand.
Now,
when you are lost and helpless, exhausted like a crow falling from the sky,
I,
will instead,
use all my strength,
【Hold your hand tightly.】
I will pull you out from the deep sea called「Broken Dreams.」
I will accompany you,
together,
relive your memories.
「Let the past reappear.」
...
"Su Ling, although I don't know why you're asking this, I personally always thought... girls are more suitable for electric bass, after all..."
Lu Qing's brain had overloaded.
He didn't know why Su Ling had to learn an instrument.
But he knew, since his sister brought it up, he had to give an answer.
Otherwise…
"No."
…
His train of thought was suddenly interrupted by her.
In this instant.
The girl looked at him, who was avoiding eye contact, not daring to look at her.
She gently hooked her lips,
in the moment he didn't see her face,
she said crazily:
"I want to learn electric guitar."
...
...
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
