Persistence, which is unnecessary in the eyes of others, is very important in Jiang Xiaoliang's heart. She is always unwilling to accept her attribute of "road crazy".
The result of Liangzi's insistence was that late in the morning and late at night, the two of them were still walking on the road, aimlessly and foolishly.
I don’t know how long I walked, but my feet started to feel numb.
The cold wind is still blowing——
Pu Zhiyan, who was lying behind Liangzi, had her drunken eyes sobered up.
She was less confused, blinking her cute eyes, as if she still couldn't figure out what her situation was, so she could only try to remember.
Until, a warm body temperature came from the body.
When that petite but secure back appeared in front of her eyes, Pu Zhiyan slowly opened her eyes, bit her lips lightly, and her face turned red.
"Moah, Oh Doc..."
There was a hint of shyness in his eyes, and his expression was strange.
Because she remembered the story that happened before.
Being awake and being drunk are two completely different feelings.
She could only hold her tightly with her hands, but she did not speak.
Because the person carrying him was "Jiang Xiaobei" who was still in a mood because he got lost at two in the morning.
The circle in the Southern Peninsula is full of people who have too much time to take care of themselves. There are very few people left who can care about her, worry about her, and take care of their own emotions.
Therefore, Park Ji-yeon was unwilling and did not want to speak.
"Axi, Huhu...Hey Yigu!"
Jiang Xiaoliang seemed to have given up and walked towards the taxi.
When the young senior sister behind her, her full chest rose and fell again, her mood began to fluctuate. Brother Liangzi, who was walking on the road, was gasping for air. She was tired.
In front of us is busy traffic and dazzling neon lights, but it is filled with loneliness and desolation. The crowd is bustling but separated by an invisible cold wall.
The energy I had in walking with my head held high has gradually disappeared as I got further and further away from the club.
At that moment, I humiliated myself and decided to take public transportation.
Until Liangzi ran out of strength, she finally arrived at Liyuan's home.
In the alley, an older neighborhood, all the surrounding small shops have turned off their lights. There is only one small supermarket without any signboard, which still has its small light on at 2:30 in the morning.
Jumping in the lights at the entrance of the alley, jumping in the blurred and fragmented light spots of the trees under the lights, the misty and deserted night, under that light sign, is also warm...
The Pei family seems to be worried about their "little Liang", worried that she will get lost, so she can find this small light sign to go home.
"Ding bell, jingle bell, jingle bell~"
I pressed the wind chime of the small supermarket three times, but no one responded.
After a few days of filming for the group variety show, there was also commercial shooting, theme song recording, and I went out to meet my little senior sister tonight...
Brother Liangzi was really tired and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
While waiting for the small supermarket to open, the moment when Brother Liangzi was on the verge of falling down——
I felt myself falling into a full and delicate place, warm and soft in my arms, and the breath of wine-scented lips hit my face, lingering, and exuding the slightest hint of body fragrance that made my heart tremble.
"Yeah, are you okay?"
"hold head high…"
Pu Zhiyan hugged Jiang Xiaoliang with a worried look.
He looked around the unfamiliar pear courtyard alley, and when he saw a marble bench not far from the old mossy stone well——
The woman who was already awake had complicated eyes and could only sit there half-hugging the girl who was about to fall asleep from exhaustion.
She supported Liangzi on the stone bench, gently took off the girl's fisherman hat, and then saw a messy bun.
When she took off her mask and saw Jiang Xiaoliang's appearance, her eyes suddenly blurred.
"It's so beautiful."
This time, the sober young senior sister took care of the exhausted Jiang Xiaoliang. She pursed her lips and spoke slowly in a slightly drunk and melancholy magnetic voice:
"Jiang Xiaobei, how old are you?"
"Eh?" Jiang Xiaoliang tried his best to open his sunken eyelids, feeling confused and confused. He was fascinated by Huhu's little milky voice and his sweet articulation, as if he was talking cute but strange sleep talk:
"Mo... Fourteen years and two months old, Brother Liangzi, didn't I tell you? I told you..."
A ray of moonlight passed through the leaves, imprinting on the girl's quiet and beautiful face. The cool breeze blew slowly through the leaves, swaying and rustling in the wind.
Everything was so quiet and peaceful, Park Ji-yeon's eyes were blurred, and she wanted to be immersed in such beauty forever.
"So you are so young? Have you ever been tempted or liked someone?"
"Brother Liang...you're still at the age where you're still thinking, so you won't be tempted..."
"Pfft."
Only then did he confirm that the person in front of him was really his junior sister and Teacher Pei's favorite disciple.
She is the thirteenth member of iz*one. She has a unique personality and is a legendary personal trainee. She is affectionately called the "national girl" by countless people in the South Peninsula who like her - Jiang Xiaoliang!
Especially when Jiang Xiaoliang stopped pretending and resumed his clean, ethereal voice, his green and tender voice, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Pu Zhiyan's eyes.
She gently pinched the girl's face and whispered softly:
"Jiang Xiaobei? Jiang Xiaoliang! What a little liar."
Jiang Xiaoliang's appearance tonight was like a breeze, doing strange things at a strange angle, speaking in a few words, overbearing, and unexpectedly, breaking into her long-closed heart.
In Park Ji-yeon's heart, after setting off a storm, it left ripples that will never calm down.
Whether it is drizzle, gentle breeze, or sunny, it is all decided by this person.
Feel?
It feels like that glass of lemon sparkling water you drink after a hangover.
"All night long, I kept saying that I wouldn't lie to people, you little bad guy."
She turned her head slightly and looked at Jiang Xiaoliang, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder.
Only then did I realize that the red rope tying the girl's bun had broken, and her hair was a little lazy and messy.
"Well."
Park Ji-yeon tilted her head and thought for a moment, then slowly relaxed her hair.
Letting her hair slip away, she took off her cherished little dinosaur hairpin, and then gently tied Jiang Xiaoliang's hair back up.
After doing all this, I seem to want to see my results.
Pu Zhiyan squatted in front of Xiaoliang.
Letting the evening breeze blow his hair, he squatted down gently, a bit lazily, his loose and cold eyes blinked, his temperament was extremely lazy.
Like a stray cat who is lost and wants romance.
But Park Ji-yeon is one of those rare people who can only be clingy when in front of those closest to her.
She was caught in the memory just now, with those charming red phoenix eyes, staring at Jiang Xiaoliang from a distance.
The profile of the sleeping face with his head tilted is clear-cut, like a work of art. The delicate and beautiful face looks cold and distant, and the slightly opened mouth seems to be murmuring.
She pushed her long hair behind her ears and wore her own pale green dinosaur hairpin, which was fresh and cute.
"Jiang Xiaoliang, Yebo (beautiful)."
But what made Park Ji-yeon even more concerned and touched her heart.
She was only fourteen years old, yet she dared to come to the club to find her.
It was unbelievable that a "road crazy girl" who looked so pure and innocent after meeting him was so brave.
It must be very tiring to protect yourself all the way.
Only Park Ji-yeon knew the fact that just one night passed, before she got drunk and after she woke up, her heart was divided between the two of them——
"Ah~"
Pu Zhiyan squatted, holding the pocket of her coat, and stared at Jiang Xiaoliang, who was sleeping very cutely, while swaying slightly, squinting her beautiful, charming smiling eyes, smiling innocently, and said in a doting tone:
"I don't know whose child it is, but he is so handsome."
"He's my son."
"Ah~" was answered by a voice that suddenly sounded next to her. Park Ji-yeon was frightened and stood up quickly, looking sideways with wide eyes.
"Inside?!"
"Hey Yigu, Miane, did I scare you?"
I saw a woman in a coat with a cute expression standing nearby for who knows how long.
"that…"
"Um?"
The two women looked at each other with adorable eyes.
Even though they had never met each other, Pei's mother still smiled tenderly.
He took off his coat and put it on his little Prabhu. Then he did not forget to take off the scarf, and then put it around Pu Zhiyan. He kept scolding: "Prabhu, you two ~ wear so little.
!Let’s go~”
There is a kind of coldness that makes Mama Pei think you two are cold.
After saying that, Pei's mother picked up Jiang Xiaoliang and took her home.
As he turned around, he looked at the lonely little girl who stayed where she was because of a warm scarf.
Waved vigorously, the simple Daegu woman greeted with a smile:
"Don't be stupid, let's go home."
"Well, it's so late, I should go..."
Park Ji-yeon was a little shy and panicked, so she pulled down her sleeves.
She pretended to look at her watch and wanted to make an excuse to leave, but Pei's mother held her hand and stopped her:
"Ah, what are you talking about? It's so late. Let's go after some sleep. There are no buses. It's so dangerous at this time. How can we go by ourselves? Besides, thanks to you for taking care of our little Liang.
~"
"Guilty? No!"
"That's right! This brat will only make people worry. By the way, did you ask her to lead you?"
"Inside…"
"Hey Yigu, then you must have lost your way~ Thank you for your hard work, she is just a little wanderer with a strong self-esteem! By the way, the big wanderer in Wuli's family is often not at home. Her room is on the second floor. You sleep in hers.
Let’s go!”
"Is it okay... to be guilty?"
Park Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, her eyes looking quite surprised.
She originally planned to leave and say goodbye silently, but spent a few seconds looking through Jiang Xiaoliang's back.
She is too nostalgic and is afraid of all separations. When she is awake, she will only hide people in her heart and will no longer say: "Don't leave me..." like before.
In life, there are shadows of memories.
"What are you talking about? Child, let's go~"
Although she doesn't know who this girl is, she has no prejudice against women who wear delicate eye makeup and dress coolly.
Because Mama Pei knew that the person her little Liang was willing to take home must be a very important person.
She was sleeping, but when she heard the sound of wind chimes, almost instinctively, she quickly got up, put on her coat, and ran downstairs.
Seeing Pei's mother carrying Jiang Xiaoliang on her back, Pu Zhiyan stood there helpless, so she had to quickly reach out to support Xiaoliang's body.
She didn't dare to get too close, fearing that people would smell the alcohol on her body and feel uncomfortable, but she was curious about something.
"How do you know it's Jiang Xiao...it's Jiang Xiaoliang who's back?"
"Because only little Liang can ring the bell like this. Three tones, two short and one long, is the little habit of my children."
Pu Zhiyan, who was wearing a warm scarf and with a flushed face, smiled happily. She suddenly understood who the endearing tenderness and kindness in Jiang Xiaoliang came from.
She is a Daegu woman who knows it is her child when she hears the sound of wind chimes. She smiles lightly, deliberately slows down her steps and talks to herself softly.
"By the way, what's your name, kid?"
"Pu..."
When Park Ji-yeon wanted to answer.
The girl who was supported by her and carried by Pei's mother, wearing a dinosaur hairpin, had blurry eyes and whispered softly:
"Pei, mother... little, senior sister... called Pu Xiaoyan..."
"Pfft!"
The two women looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
They are all gentle, full of preference and pampering,