Chapter 212 From now on, Ill take care of my little strawberry
The protagonist - Hitomi Honda.
At this time, her eyes were already red, and she was deeply immersed in the warm and touching birthday letters written by her family members.
In the letter from my brother, there was only one simple sentence.
This made Hi-chan, who read the letter, look sweet and a little funny.
The real brother-sister relationship is the same all over the world...
In addition to bullying from childhood to adulthood, true family love, if the relationship is too close, it will only be embarrassing and it will be impossible to write words of love.
As an older brother, I have never been good at expressing my emotions.
But I like my sister's mood - it's calm and gentle, giving people a sense of stability.
But it provoked a burst of complaints from the girls. Jin Minzhou, who was sitting next to Xiaoliang, couldn't help but sigh:
"Sure enough, Obamas are all the same."
Guangbei temporarily put aside his obsession with cakes and continued with a smile: "That's right, whether it's the Southern Peninsula or the cherry blossoms, they are the same, brothers..."
"Yeah, not all brothers are poets who write well, or are eloquent and sultry. There are also honest people who are not good at words and can only act. When you like someone, you can't express it all in words..." Because of the loss
The C cake, the naive and childish Brother Liangzi, pursed his lips hard and wrote in a nonchalant tone:
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"Brother's thoughts are the most important."
God knows how much Hitomi's brother's heart was touched by the ball-headed girl's casual rescue.
He secretly glanced at Liang Jiang, his face turned red for a moment, and his eyes were quietly moved.
The favorability level is simply overwhelming.
"Liangjiang, you are not a boy, how do you know?"
"..."
Cute Nako, one word can break Jiang Xiaoliang's guard.
There was a moment of silence, no words.
Loneliness that is not understood is completely opposite to the sweet cake, just like a bitter medicine...
It’s really hard to pick up any pot!!
It's so disgusting to hold a pot, Brother Liang's heart aches.
And what about the long-lost one——
Except for the extremely famous "abandonment incident" in PD 48.
Just like An An, he will never forget the little chubby Liang who said "I give up" to the production team...
It has been a long time since Guangbei saw such a "quiet little coolness", and I found it very interesting.
Those big innocent eyes are full of smiles.
"Yes, Jiang Liangzi, you are not a boy, how can you understand~"
Hi-chan, who couldn't help laughing, also found it funny.
After comforting Jiang Xiaoliang, she also finished reading her brother's letter, and then took out the next letter. She could recognize the letter at a glance just by looking at the familiar strokes and thick handwriting.
"Next, it's oh my god." Hitomi Honda's fingers were slightly hard, word for word, and she softly read the tender words in the handwritten letter:
"I wish you a happy seventeenth birthday. You are seventeen like a flower. From akb48 to becoming iz*one, you have made great progress and become a world idol. Kasan (mom) is very proud of you."
Some women are neither born great nor can they play the piano or paint, but after giving birth to a little princess, the princess fairy tale in her heart turns into firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, supporting the whole family.
This woman is called "Mom".
She will always be the greatest woman in Hi-chan’s heart.
"For Hitomi who is working hard in the southern peninsula, we at Sakura will always cheer for you. Believe in yourself, Hitomi will definitely do well - Mom, Arigado~"
Hitomi Honda didn’t want to cry in front of the members.
Just like what my father and the girls said before, my little Renmei is a stubborn person and does not cry easily.
She tried hard to suppress her emotions and just kept saying thank you.
Because of my family, I have always been proud to be iz*one’s hi-chan.
I read the next handwritten letter.
He is a serious and lovely middle-aged man, and he also has a lovely identity - called father.
"I wish you a happy seventeenth birthday. You will have to work hard in the southern peninsula for the next two and a half years. Although it is a very tiring exercise, believe in yourself and you will definitely realize your dream."
"Although we are separated, I will always pay attention to you. Don't worry. It will get colder in the future. Be careful not to catch a cold. Go and come back soon~"
Little Hitomi gradually cried and choked with sobs.
It is conveyed from the bottom of my heart, the warm sincerity of my parents.
Crying is not an option, but I just cry when I have no other option.
Use the simplest and truest words, just like telling you to remember to eat and wear clothes - it is the deep and greatness of family love.
"Oh, Aligado, Aligado (thank you)~"
Hi-chan’s soft words and cries that make people feel the same are her deep love for her family.
The members listened quietly, their eyes also turning red.
They understand this feeling.
Because if the people staying by my side were my family members, I would still cry regardless of everything.
Just like the cherry blossom-style meals carefully prepared for guests coming from far away, people in the Southern Peninsula also like to return gifts and letters.
"Nani?"
Hitomi's mother looked quite surprised and took a handwritten letter from Hitomi's hand.
"Oh Doc~"
In Concubine Quan's nervous and shy eyes.
The cherry blossom woman slowly opened the letter, and when she saw the beautiful cherry blossom characters on it, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile softly.
She seemed to be able to see the silly girl in the distant dormitory of the Southern Peninsula, lowering her head and leaning on the table while studying hard and writing down the cherry blossom language in her own handwriting.
The cherry blossom language that I am not very proficient in is the letter that Sister Quan pestered Xiaoliang in the middle of the night. The night before departure for Sakura Island, she taught herself to write a letter stroke by stroke in the South Peninsula dormitory at four o'clock in the morning.
Renmei’s mother’s eyes were watery as she read the letter softly:
"I am the eldest sister of Iz*One, Quan Eunbi. Hitomi will leave her parents and live in a strange land for two years. I know that you will have a lot of worries..."
"But please don't worry too much."
"I believe that Hitomi will do better than anyone else, and the 12 members including me will work hard to prevent Hitomi from feeling lonely and hard. Please don't worry too much..."
"Please feel free to treat us as your daughter, and then feel free to leave Hitomi to us. We will also treat little Hitomi as a family member and love her as our own sister - your concubine's daughter."
No exaggeration, no pretense, no fancy words, just sincere gratitude.
Only sincerity can penetrate people's hearts.
With a smile?
Or cry with joy again?
In other words, this is the first stop of mt’s cherry blossom journey and the beginning of iz*one.
Renmei's mother was so moved that she covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Arigado, concubine."
"Nei, Consalmeda."
In the gentle look of Hitomi's mother reading the letter softly with tears in her eyes, Sister Quan, whose eyes were also wet, stood up and hugged this cherry blossom woman who was worried about her little daughter.
"I'm really happy to read this letter and know how much everyone cherishes Hitomi."
"Don't worry, leave hi-chan to us, Hitomi's mother."
"Hai, in the future, please take good care of my daughter."
"We also ask for help~"
In the affectionate voice of Renmei’s mother.
The members bowed slightly and returned the favor.
"Huh? Wait a minute..."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaoliang thought that the "god" might not have left yet, but he had made a wish. If he did it again, it would appear that he had gone too far.
Although "God" is not stingy, he probably doesn't like "greedy".
What to do if it doesn’t work then? How can it work?!
But this is not a problem for Brother Liangzi at all.
"Hey, Po-san, have you had enough? Get up and work!" Without asking for advice at all, she directly grabbed the soft front paws of Pomei in her arms, and with the confused expression on the dog's face, the two fleshy pads touched each other.
——Put your paws together!
"I'm sorry, sorry, the dog can't talk, I'll make a wish for it! The sky is moving, the earth is moving, the dog is coming~ Siwan Hi-chan's parents, brother and sister, and Hitomi's mother's twelve 'daughters' are coming soon
Be happy and safe, yes~ I’ll forget it and sacrifice it to Brother Xiao Liang... Aligado Na~”
Everyone who was originally in a touching atmosphere suddenly started crying and laughing because of the funny Jiang Xiaoliang.
"Ha, Asi, Jiang Xiaoliang!!"
"Yeah (hate) ~ cool sauce ~"
"Ah ~ Pabu! Little Fatty, you idiot! You have ruined the atmosphere!"
Everyone is embarrassed and showing their true feelings——
The scene is really heartwarming and funny.
Although he was "blamed" by everyone for doting on him, Jiang Xiaoliang still insisted on completing his wish before putting down the meat mat of the dog in his arms.
However, when Ryoko opened her eyes.
I understand that the disadvantage of closing your eyes and making a wish is that someone will take advantage of it.
Only then did I realize that there was something particularly magical, that was, it was Hi-chan’s birthday cake, but the person sitting on the third seat was actually Guangbei!
"Ah, Beizi, when did you sit in that position?"
Brother Liangzi's voice was filled with disbelief.
There is a thin layer of absurd emotions, a little sad, and a little cool, because I was hurt by Brother Beizi.
"When you can't see it."
"Wow, Dafa! I really wish I was the one who could ask you to give up the C piece of cake."
"Hmm, we can't do it, we have to come first, first served~"
Jiang Huiyuan shook his head and ignored Sha Liangzi.
All she could see was the cake in front of her that looked like white snow peaks.
The two are competing for the ownership of the cake.
"Haha, Huiyuan, Liangjiang, I'll cut the cake for you~"
It made the real birthday hero Honda Hitomi laugh. She wiped her tears with a bright smile on her tear-stained face.
"Hitomi, mine is bigger than Ryoko's."
Guangbei stretched out his hand to block Jiang Xiaoliang's claws.
After she finished speaking, she made a face at Jiang Xiaoliang.
Brother Liangzi almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
"What does it mean to be bigger than me...ah! Jiang Guangbei, tell me clearly, it's a cake! Pangtomi, my cake must be 'bigger' than Brother Beizi's, do you understand? Oh, forget it, don't bother
Now, let me just serve it and eat it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the cake.
As a result, regardless of the camera image, the members rushed forward and surrounded the "enemy of cake" - Jiang Shisan.
"Ah! Jiang Xiaoliang! Want to die?!"
"Oh, Master An?! I'm scared~ Why?! Are your Southern Peninsula and Sakura ganging up to bully honest foreigners?"
"Langjiang, put down the cake, dah ah (no)!!"
"Little Sakura, I'm warning you not to come close to me. I'm isolated by you now, and my heart is very fragile. It's the kind that can break at the touch of a touch."
"Don't make trouble~ Little Fatty Liang, the cake is not just for you to eat, okay?!"
"Hey, let me tell you...this isn't for you to eat Cui Ye Milk, okay~~"
"Xiao Liang, calm down, you can't do anything wrong!"
"Yanzi, I was right, it was this world that was wrong! Look, your name is written wrong on the side of the cake! Caiyuanxi!"
"Put down the cake~ Hitomi is the birthday hero, ah, Jiang Liangzi, why are you so ignorant?!"
"Moragu?! Yeah, Guangbei Xi! If you're not... not the birthday hero, there's a reason why you can't eat the birthday cake?!"
"Hahaha~"
Beautiful, touching, warm and funny picture——
Min PD from the production team and Hee Won's main writer thought that at this moment, the most classic piano title song would be included.
Xiaoliang's version of "It's mine".
The remaining dim light from the candles brings the winter day, and the girls grow up in the dim light.