Next to the tram intersection late at night, under the faint blue light of the street lights.
Just like a gorgeous oil painting casually scratched on the canvas, a cold smile, looking at the hidden sense of fragmentation in front of you.
Wearing a peaked cap and a long single-breasted suit jacket.
The "young man" put one hand in his pocket and held the mobile phone in his palm with the other. The screen was always slightly lit.
Because the tram was too loud, Xiaoliang couldn't turn on the loudspeaker like Najing Minami, so she had to hold the phone tightly to her ear to hear the other party's voice clearly.
The penguin doll pendant with a red string is swaying.
What rang in my ears was Nan Jiang’s slightly shy voice:
"Xiao Liang? Xiao Bei! You really lied to me!"
"Oh, it doesn't count. In my hometown, Beiliang doesn't separate families~"
Jiang Xiaoliang slowly approached the dark blue street lamp. Jiang Xiaoliang raised his head slightly, and his eyes followed the light above his head, blinking.
Just looking at it stupidly, thinking about going back later...
As for the reason, it's really funny - Jiang Xiaoliang didn't dare to walk back to Renmei's house while talking on the phone.
After all, when I left home and strolled to the tram intersection just now, I didn't dare to be distracted at all. I had to devote myself to it so as not to get lost.
This is a completely unfamiliar Sakura Island, not a half-baked southern peninsula. If you get lost, there will be no Pei Xiaoxian and no little senior sister...
In the phone's address book, the only one I can rely on is Guangbei.
Being distracted means that you will be confused and confused.
Once the distinction between east, west and north is unclear, people will be "defeated".
When Jiang Xiaoliang thought about the possibility of calling Brother Beizi for help and being laughed at as a road idiot, Jiang Xiaoliang was unwilling to beat him to death.
"ah."
Those pale blue eyes narrowed slightly, and she decisively chose to make a quick decision to get the information she wanted as soon as possible.
"My friend Xiaonan, I have told you my full name, but what about yours?"
"Then, may I ask you another question?"
"No! Assi, it's just a name, why do I have to answer so many questions? Why?! Am I the boss of a game? Why do I have prerequisite tasks?!"
Jiang Xiaoliang was speechless.
There is a kind of childish cuteness in the words, and there is also the kind of doubt and confusion about the world of cherry blossoms.
"Pfft." Ming Jingnan, who loves to play games, was inexplicably made to laugh by the interesting Jiang Xiaoliang. His eyes couldn't help laughing, and his tone quietly changed to a lighter tone.
"Just one question, Xiaoliang, you are really the last one."
"Okay, this is your friend Xiaonan, tell me."
"Do you have any favorite idols in the southern peninsula, or have you followed Kpop?" Najing Minami cautiously probed in her cute little voice.
Just like what happened to the members of iz*one at the airport today, in fact - Xiaonan and Xiaoliang are very similar.
I am always worried that my identity will cause trouble to others.
"Inside?"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was completely baffled by the question asked by Sakura Girl and had a rather puzzled look in his eyes, told the truth:
"Ani (no), I never care about that..."
The tone of her casual writing was cold and cold.
Even though she is almost ready to debut, she has become one of the most popular groups in the Southern Peninsula. She is the most popular among the trends. She is deeply loved by the people and is even called the "national girl" Jiang Shisan.
But she has never regarded herself as a big idol, so she still has no interest in the so-called idol circle. It can be said that she is indifferent.
"Really?" Mingjing Nan tilted his head, and the girl's delicate face was reflected on the screen, with a rather distant beauty.
And the doubtful little milky voice was soft and gentle.
"Xiao Liang doesn't lie?"
Xiao Nan didn't believe it when he heard it.
Jiang Xiaoliang explained very seriously: "Xiao Liang doesn't lie! Really, I am very tired when I focus on the people around me. I don't have any extra time to care about people who have nothing to do with me."
Jiang Xiaoliang spoke a Daegu dialect. There was gentleness in his voice, but not indifference. It seemed more like he was comforting.
Mingjing Nan's eyes gradually became gentle, and he deliberately teased her:
"Well, who are you, Xiaoliang?"
"Oh, you big fool! It has nothing to do with it. You don't understand the Daegu dialect!"
Jiang Xiaoliang rolled his eyes.
Her eyes looked around.
Because my family has a strange habit of always leaving a mark on the place where they first arrive, for example, writing somewhere: "I love you so and so for ten thousand years."
Ten thousand years is too long and too exaggerated. She is not that disgusting.
I just wanted to write casually "Little Liang is here for a visit".
But the trains don’t stop. If I insist on writing about it, I guess tomorrow’s Sakura headlines for Chuuni Soul will be about the tragic death of Iz*One’s Jiang Shisan - the train murder incident.
Street lamp posts are okay, but writing on them always feels weird, just like those advertisements for treating strange diseases in my hometown that are posted on telephone poles...
He pinched his chin and thought about it in distress.
Jiang Xiaoliang finally gave up that idea and tried his best to leave only a footprint on the ground.
"Da, da da——"
Prove that you are here.
Pushing back the hair that had been blown away by the cool breeze and falling on her cheeks, Ryoko looked lazy, enjoying the creaking train and feeling like she was on a journey.
The Sakura girl on the other end of the phone stretched her fair and slender legs. Even so, she was still a cute "little outsider", leaning lazily against the wall at the head of the bed, listening attentively.
Enjoy this healing feeling with the person on the other end of the signal.
Therefore, Xiaonan still chose to believe Xiaoliang.
"Pei Xiaoliang, if I tell you my name, then we will be friends?"
"Oh~ you want to be my Nan friend?"
"Pfft, don't say such strange things~"
Mingjing Nan covered her mouth, with a shy and inexplicable smile in her eyes.
The strange feeling of ambiguity caused a charming blush to appear on her pink face.
Nan Jiang bit her lip hard and could only quickly change the topic:
"Xiao Liang, where are you now? Are you still in Tochigi Prefecture? How can I hear the sound of a train or a tram passing by?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Almost, I was lucky enough to find a treasure place that Sakura Sakura has been collecting for more than ten years."
"Really? Where is it? Is it beautiful?"
Nai Minami is really curious.
She went there to play today and didn't even notice it.
"Well..." Jiang Xiaoliang looked around, his eyes especially on the street lamp above his head for a long time. Then he curled up the corners of his mouth, couldn't help but smile, and said to the phone:
"The place where the train passes in Tochigi Prefecture? There is a blue light. I like it very much."
At this time, Jiang Xiaoliang thought that the blue street lamp was used to repel insects in the countryside.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired, or because I miss the Pei family, or because of the soft and waxy little voice of Ming Jingnan in my ears...
All in all, I felt particularly relaxed when I saw the blue lights.
Because she liked it very much, Liangzi kept standing under the street lamp.
If it weren't for the sound of Najing Nan's increasingly rapid breathing on the other end of the phone, and Liang Zi who raised his head and had blurred eyes, he would have been able to watch for a long, long time.
[To be honest, I have been using the Huanyuan app recently to read and catch up on updates. It allows me to switch between sources and read aloud with many sounds. .huanyuanapp is available for Android and Apple.]
"What did you say?"
"Eh? Did I say something?"
"Tell me, where are you?"
"Next to the station, at the tram intersection, under the blue street light."
Mingjing Nan stood up and shrank in fear.
She ran to the window in small steps, holding her hands on the glass. Wherever she looked, there was a reinforced concrete room, overlooking it, flowing between countless stations with flashing blue lights.
It’s whimsical and foolishly looking for the outline of your figure...
"Xiao Liang, aren't you happy lately?"
"Huh? Why do you ask that? I can't say I'm happy, but it's okay to be unhappy. I just feel tired occasionally."
Jiang Xiaoliang felt tired because she didn't get to eat her favorite cake!
"Then do you hate this world?"
Mingjing Nan spoke to Jiang Xiaoliang on the other side of the phone in a very soft tone.
"Guilty? So sudden?!" Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't help but frown, because Xiaonan's words reminded her of the first time she came to this world——
I participated in pd 48. From the camera, I had the memory of seeing "Little Liang Mei" for the first time.
What does it feel like?
It seems like there’s a little bit of everything…
"If you hate it, I can't say it. Anyway, it's quite confusing?"
"Being entangled means not liking it very much."
Najingnan held her chest, her heart beating rapidly.
The little hand holding the phone was shaking, and the penguin doll pendant of the same style as Xiao Liang was also shaking.
"Xiao Liang, remember, you must be nice the next time you see me."
"Ang? Oops, what the hell! Hey! Little Waiba! This dear friend of Sakura, you asked a lot of strange things, why didn't you tell me your name?"
One thing Jiang Xiaoliang didn't know was that you can stand anywhere at the station intersection on Sakura Island, but you can't stand at the street lights next to the station.
Mingjing Nan knows——
The blue street light at the station intersection?
The healing dark blue is prepared for hope and to heal the depressed people who occasionally pass by.
It is an emotional color that cannot be printed on paper and can only be experienced visually.
If you look closely, you can see a little red hidden inside, making the blue color unique and romantic.
To know--
This is Sakura Island, specially for those who want to commit suicide at the tram stop and commit suicide...
"You step back first. I don't like you standing at the intersection, Xiao Liang, under the blue street light. I don't want to hear the sound of the tram passing by now either."
"Oh." Silly Liangzi, who didn't know anything, took a few steps back obediently, looked down at the rusty rails, and then seemed to remember something.
"By the way, Xiaowaiba, you just said that once I know your name, we will..."
At this time, Mingjing Nan interrupted Jiang Xiaoliang.
"Nei, Xiaoliang, you just asked what would happen if I told you my name, then I will answer you now -"
"Mo?"
I heard Jiang Xiaoliang's questioning voice.
Nai Minami covered her phone with her hand.
With her eyes closed and her chest rising and falling, she was trying hard to adjust her suppressed breathing so that Jiang Xiaoliang wouldn't hear it.
"My name is Jingnan." When she thought of what she was going to say next, her eyes seemed to have rivers, with gentle ripples flowing, and her two black eyes were shy.
Mingjing Nan's fair and pure face was glowing with a pale pink color.
A milky voice said the most sultry words:
"Hey, Xiao Liang, I'd like to be your Nan friend."
Xiao Nan doesn't like Xiao Liang standing under the blue street light.
She is kind-hearted and does not want her to "seek death".