"Liangmei, you can't be an idol, you have to wait for me."
Holding the sewn clothes, Jin Minting waved goodbye.
He has a bright smile and his eyes are playful and cute.
Wearing the same blue shirt, the "young soul" was sitting quietly on a small bench in front of the small supermarket, smiling.
A rain trapped the two of them under the same roof.
Although this interesting first encounter will come to an abrupt end just like this sun rain.
But Jin Wenting will always remember how she "robbed" Jiang Xiaoliang's things, and how she protected her when she met bad guys.
The clothes were mended by hand, stitch by stitch, and the lavender scent of Xiaoliang's body still lingered in the repaired areas.
Hold it tightly in your arms, as if you want to put warmth into your heart.
It turns out that Jiang Xiaoliang is really, really special.
No wonder when she was watching the TV show, the trainee sisters from Produce 48 all liked her so much, so that’s how it turned out~
Some people are incredible just by meeting them, isn't it?
"Hey, Xiao Liang!"
"Um?"
"You just said that you don't like the feeling of being liked by others, so you feel like you are selling yourself..."
"Ang~"
"I do not understand!"
"Axi! Why are you shouting so loudly if you don't understand?!"
"I mean, I don't understand now, but can you wait until I grow up and understand? You can't sell yourself privately first, and you can't be bought at a low price~"
"What a beautiful thought! Brother Liangzi is not for sale!"
"Haha, idiot Xiaoliang!"
The short-haired girl who has not yet been exaggerated by the entertainment industry has an innocent and pure mind. When she looks at Jiang Xiaoliang, everything around her is so quiet, only her heartbeat is so noisy.
It seems that the relationship during the trainee period is so beautiful, young and ignorant.
Even if I want to meet someone again, I always use lame excuses.
Watching Jin Dongfeng wave away from his back.
Jiang Xiaoliang lazily held up his chin, squinted his eyes with a smile, and waved his hand to signal the girl to go home early.
When she couldn't see her anymore, Brother Liangzi sighed slowly:
"Hey, it's still posted upside down..."
The small supermarket is also home. She is sitting on the small bench at the door, waiting for her family to come home.
The approaching evening breeze blew into the entire alley.
Jiang Xiaoliang just waited stupidly.
In fact, Brother Liangzi can endure any hardship, but he will only feel indigestion when others are full of tenderness towards him.
For example, Pei’s father patted his head dotingly——
"Wuli little Aliang, what are you doing at the door?"
"Hi, waiting for you."
For example, Pei’s mother squatted down and looked at her with guilty eyes——
"Are you sad that Mom went out without you? Miane~ I brought you your favorite spicy fried rice cake."
A touch on the head, a word of concern, an action, a look, and the concern that even remembers what she likes to eat warms Jiang Xiaoliang. The moment she falls silent.
Then——
Once you have someone you want to see in your heart, go and meet them. Even if you are mentally exhausted from recording the show, you still have to push yourself to go home. Even if you are not allowed, your sister will overbearingly ask you to rush home.
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"Hello, is this Jiang Xiaoliang?"
"Sister, are you back?"
"Pfft, Mo, that tone? Is my sister a child? She's still waiting for me at the door."
Pei Zhuxuan, who was carrying a bag, pinched Jiang Xiaoliang's cheek gracefully even though he was covered in weather.
It's very tactile and fleshy, she likes it very much.
My sister’s eyebrows curved and shone brightly.
The smile on her lips, no matter what word she said, couldn't compare to her amazement.
"Well, little sister Xian, you are timid, afraid of the dark, and afraid of ghosts, so I will turn on the light and wait for you at the door, and be a knight for you."
"Sister, don't be afraid. The ghosts here will repay your kindness. God is the one who is lonely and brilliant, and the human heart is the one who is ugly."
"Sister Xiaoxian...you, you are so childish."
"wanna die?"
"Miane."
"Are you going to participate in the Tuanzong competition tomorrow? Well, how about my sister cook you a meal?"
"Goose... why don't you say goodbye? I don't want to go see ghosts and gods so early, so lonely and gloriously."
The way Jiang Xiaoliang was so scared that he almost fell off the bench was the reason why Pei Zhuxuan almost got angry.
"Say it again?"
"Sister, I do."
Pei's mother often said to Pei Zhuxuan that if you really like someone, gentleness is not weakness, but willingness to be soft for you, and being able to give in to you when you bow your head in conflicts.
It means caring about you, holding you in the palm of my hand, and being willing to treat the other person as everything...
There are always people who want to be a coward in love.
Pei Zhuxuan's eyes were gentle and she was amused by the timid Jiang Xiaoliang.
"Little Prabhu."
Boys who wait for girls to take the initiative are idiots.
Before cooking, although I said I was scared, I still had to dote on my sister.
Jiang Xiaoliang was standing behind the young lady.
She lifted up Pei Zhuhyun's hair, revealing her fair and tender neck, and tied her hair with unfamiliar yet gentle movements.
Pei Zhuxuan, who has always taken care of the people around her, was rarely taken care of by others. She turned her head and saw Jiang Xiaoliang with a sincere face, unfamiliar with wearing an apron for her.
The young lady pursed her lips and smiled.
"Xiao Liang, what are you doing at home alone?"
"Um?"
Why is this problem happening again?
Jiang Xiaoliang was immersed in the trouble of tying Pei Zhuxuan's hair when he heard his sister's question and subconsciously replied:
"I'm just looking at the store. Otherwise, what do you think I can do by myself? I can't do it even if I want to. I do want to go out and have fun. So, Miss Xian, do you want to do it for me instead?"
"Well?"
"hold head high?!"
Seeing my sister's eyes instantly turned cold and dangerous.
Brother Liangzi was so frightened that his hands were shaking.
Hey! I didn’t say anything, it’s normal!
It's all Jiang Guangbei's fault!
This made Jiang Xiaoliang feel that nothing he said was right, and his tone became strange.
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"Sister, you are so beautiful..."
Feeling that the little hands tying her hair were trembling, the corners of Pei Zhuxuan's mouth gradually pursed, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed.
"coward."
Jiang Xiaoliang can always notice the small details that others cannot see, and in a unique way, she can quietly heal her sister's fatigue brought back from being in the circle.
He looks more like a weird ghost than a god.
Both Father Pei and Mother Pei rushed back anxiously, not for any other reason but because of the Pei family——
I am very afraid of losing my little Liang.
Because once someone picks it up, they won't return it to them.
"I can."
Seeing that my father and mother were afraid of blowing up the kitchen, I wanted to come over and have a look.
Bae Zhuhyun, wearing an apron, was very shy and embarrassed.
Finally, she asked Jiang Xiaoliang to block the kitchen door.
They have the same crop top, large T-shirt, and small slippers, but one is wearing shorts and the other is wearing jeans.
The beauty of the two people instantly made the whole kitchen come alive, as beautiful as a painting.
In Jiang Xiaoliang’s hometown, someone once said:
Women are made of water, as gentle as water. If you add sugar and spices, like milk fudge, it will be sweet and healing, becoming the most beautiful dessert.
Actually, that’s not right either…
Brother Liangzi's mouth twitched.
No matter how beautiful the young lady is, she occasionally uses vinegar as oil and chili pepper, and thinks between salt and sugar, as if she is a "Wonder Woman" composed of curious babies doing mixing experiments.
I feel like I will die if I take one bite!
Which superman will come to the rescue?!
"Sister, what did the fish do wrong? Why do you want to torture it?"
"I don't."
"Sister, egg fried rice, that is, fried eggs with rice, requires laying eggs..."
"I know, it's raining!"
"Then, how about turning on the fire first?"
"I'm on."
"Sister, you...you are driving on the other side..."
"Mo, oh, I won't do it!"
"Sister, I won't do it anymore!
Mom Pei - How many servings of spicy fried rice cake did you buy?! Let’s order takeout!
"
When cooking, I hate having someone point at me.
So Xiaoliang was rolled her eyes by the cute little sister.
"Pei Zhuxian!" Pei's mother, who was standing by, couldn't stand it. While taking over the power of the kitchen, she felt disgusted:
"How old are you! You can't even cook egg fried rice!"
"Oh Mom, it's my first time cooking in this new home, so I'm not familiar with it."
The self-respecting young lady was talking back in Daegu dialect.
If Pei's father were present, he would be coaxed from both sides.
When Brother Liang saw this scene, he looked at Pei Zhuxuan with a look of hatred, and put his hands behind his back, like a retired old man, pretending to be serious:
"Hey! Why are you talking to Pei's mother? Pei Zhuxian...Sister, I heard that our Pei family has a good upbringing, so I am particularly attracted to it and came across time and space. This is not what I should see!"
Pei Zhuxuan glanced at Jiang Xiaoliang lightly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Want to die?"
Brother Liangzi was so frightened that he hid directly next to Mama Pei, who kept laughing, and whispered: "Mom Pei, look at her! When you are not here, I usually live in dire straits like this..."
"Baizhu appears!
"
Even if you keep silent, you can't hide the look in your eyes that wants to kill someone, it will spill out from your heart and the corners of your mouth.
Brother Liangzi, who can read lips, saw the young lady's cold smile and a silent sentence: