Someone is drunk, pinching your face, and saying stupidly that they like you regardless of the eyes of everyone.
Someone knows everything about you, then loves you and cares about you.
Park Ji-yeon blinked her eyes hard, trying to think she was more awake.
Those cold and charming eyes became hazy.
"Yeah~" I tried hard to sound fierce, but when I said it, it was gentle and soft:
"You, what's your name...? Look at my sister's eyes, look at me! Don't lie, lie~"
She hates liars the most!
Time has changed, distance has changed.
The people around me gradually disappeared, and a few of the sisters I liked were gone. They were left struggling and holding on, as if just for a result.
The person in my eyes gradually changed, and the person in my heart was speechless.
In this life, what Park Ji-yeon hates the most is liars!
Communication is just threading the needle, but communication is useless.
No amount of thinking can penetrate a thoroughly wounded heart.
I see more and more people paying attention here.
Brother Liangzi wants to cry but has no tears, how dare he not lie to others?!
People who lie are like dirt.
But Jiang Xiaoliang still tried to tell himself: It’s a good intention! Brother Liang, I’m lying in good faith!
She stared at her innocent, watery blue eyes and said:
"My name is Jiang Xiaobei..."
"Okay~Jiang Xiaobei, sister really likes you. Your mouth...just grows under your nose, and your eyes...just happen to grow on your nose. Your nose actually grows in the middle of your face. Oh my god...you look so good."
It’s so good, I like it~”
“Consamida!
Thank you for treating me as a human being!
"
"Pfft." Pu Zhiyan smiled, rested her head on her arm, turned her face sideways, and looked at Jiang Xiaoliang longingly.
The remaining trace of reason told her herself.
At this age and in this club, everyone you meet is dangerous and you need to stay away.
Only those who can call "Teacher Pei" and call themselves little senior sister can believe it for the time being...
because--
"You are very special... So Ernie, I'm a little reluctant to leave. Jiang, Xiaobei... you don't know how to drink... It's really... such a pity."
Listening to the silly little senior sister saying strange and silly things.
Brother Liangzi, who was fourteen years and two months old, pushed the wine glass to the female bartender with a gentle push of his fingers. She did not feel any regrets, smiled at Pu Zhiyan, and said softly:
"Sister, if you are drunk with me, there is no way I can send you home."
"I! I'm not drunk~"
"Nenei, little senior sister, what is this?"
Jiang Xiaoliang raised his eyebrows, nodded, and then stretched out five fingers.
Smiling dotingly, the "young man" is as bright as the sun,
Park Zhiyan glanced at her coldly, and then shouted loudly in a charming voice:
"four~"
"You're so crazy!"
"I didn't~ It was Jiang Xiaobei who extended an extra finger! Liar!"
"Axi, little senior sister, you are so lucky that you have not met a real liar or a bad person. Otherwise, I should remind you to work hard to distance yourself."
If fate were a book, you would miss it if you read it carelessly, and you would be sad if you read it too carefully.
In other words, Brother Liangzi just wants to kill the author of the book!
Why do you make yourself so tired every day?!
"Donga donga..."
"Donga——"
Suddenly, because of the magical guitar accompaniment, Jiang Xiaoliang subconsciously set his sights somewhere.
"wow~~"
A huge cheer sounded!
It turned out to be a small stage and a small jazz bar, which welcomed several heavyweights in the music industry.
Of course they are not the so-called trendy idols or groups.
People here don't really welcome kids from the kpop industry.
The big boss of the club just wants to make money.
The world where demons are dancing around outside is the effect he wants.
As for the jazz bar here, the second shareholder, the second boss, who loves music, specially left his own space.
He prides himself on being a high-quality man from the Southern Peninsula.
So the outside world is for the common people, but this place is for people with taste.
We even specially invited "independent musicians" who are difficult to find in the southern peninsula to perform here.
Because these musicians are very proud and have great personalities.
"Aniaceyo!" A magnetic and refreshing teenage voice came from the small stage, resounding in this small world that uses "music" to communicate:
"We play because we like music, and you gather because you like music. Let's enjoy this wonderful night together~ The old rule, wuli, you can look forward, but you can't look back~"
Having said that, there is no unnecessary nonsense. Huang Zhaoyun, a cool girl with a teenage voice, likes to let music speak for itself.
A "g" song.
Drummer, guitar, vocalist, piano player...
They were able to improvise with ease, and the coordination between the masters, needless to say, just eye contact, quietly kicked off the nation's listening enjoyment.
Following a saxophone solo, she opened her voice directly:
“hell down heaven now(from childhood to adulthood)
liviown
(Always living in the same town)
tryna fihing new(want to find something new)
broken picture frame i've been frozen in
(I was confined to that shabby old picture frame)
tryna fier view(want to find a new perspective)
this aihis ain't cool
It’s not that I’m not cool at all…”
The flavor of soul music, with a touch of blues, and the guitar of Uncle Han Shangyuan, the master of the Southern Peninsula, are added, and the flavor of funk and jazz is directly integrated into it.
When they perform and sing, they are also very relaxed, natural and joyful. They enjoy the feeling of music and have a kind of unrestrained charm.
The atmosphere suddenly rises. The refreshing teenage voice and the master-level guitar accompaniment make people want to indulge in this lazy, decadent gentle romance.
say i (I say)
i 't do this anymore(I want to seek change)
if everything is g(As long as everything is changing)
then i know yeah(I know you'll find out)
gotta let go
Must look forward
ooh oh oh oh
ooh oh oh oh
…”
At this moment, the originally intoxicated audience was stunned, because there was a dull sound of snapping fingers in their ears:
"Da da da…"
Then, accompanied by this very touching sound, they couldn't help but shake their heads, follow the rhythm, nod, and enjoy it.
The dark yellow light, the glass stained with lipstick, the wall shaking in the drunken eyes, and the sound of snapping fingers that quietly blended in -
Everything is just right, just right.
Huang Zhaoyun and Han Shangyuan couldn't help but look at them.
I only saw a "weirdo" who was uniquely dressed, wearing a fisherman's hat, a black mask, and a backpack.
The sitting posture is casual, like an old man, sitting at the bar without restraint, snapping his fingers in boredom.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
It's like a soul has been injected into it, just right.
The slow rocking of the Southern Peninsula, Peninsula-style blues mixed with vodka.
The audience also received unexpected glances from time to time.
They originally had some objections to the "young couple" who had been fighting since just now.
Now, the feeling of rejection in my heart is a little lighter.
After all, that "buddy" who has a unique temperament and dresses like a weirdo knows how to appreciate music at first glance, right...
People in the Southern Peninsula are very tolerant of their own people.
What I can't resist is this sad and sad atmosphere.
The little senior sister turned her head and said to Jiang Xiaobei:
"I hate sentimental things..."
"It's not my business."
"If you can make them not sad, little senior sister...be good and obedient, and I will go home with you Jiang Xiaobei."
"Asa~~ you said it! Lying is like a puppy!
"
"Haha, inside~~"
Park Ji-yeon's drunken laughter and her cold and arrogant eyes.
"Jiang Xiaobei" next to him almost jumped up, rolled up his sleeves, and spoke in an extremely excited tone regardless of the angry eyes of the audience around him.
She protected the little senior sister's girlish heart.