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Chapter 42 There is a kind of playfulness called 'liangpi'

 The collapse of calm makes the eyes empty.

When Jiang Xiaoliang appeared, she was like a ray of light, and Miyawaki Sakura's nightmare ended.

Perhaps due to the divorce of her parents, Sakura, who has lacked family affection since she was a child, is most obsessed with that inexplicable "security".

Why on earth? It’s very strange~

Miyawaki Sakura will humble herself into the dust when she likes someone, because she has had no sense of security since she was a child, and wants to keep all the warmth in her life.

The two of them sat together against the wall of the small room.

Miyawaki Sakura turned her head slightly, and her big eyes were filled with the shadow of Jiang Xiaoliang.

She didn't know why she felt so special about her, but it was the first time she felt this strange but warm "security".

"Cold sauce?"

"h ai (in)."

"I know you don't understand, but can you patiently listen to me? Can I ask you?"

"...ha i ha i!"

"Pfft."

Sakura couldn't help but smile.

Li Jiaen did not go in to disturb, but leaned outside the door.

She can understand some Sakura language, but not completely.

Only when I heard Sakura's laughter did I know that the girl's mood had finally stabilized.

Sure enough, Brother Liang is "all-powerful", so he can be thrown wherever he needs to be.

It's just that when Li Jiaen saw this little villain pretending not to understand "Sakura Language", she thought about the future. These Sakura girls who had a good relationship with her, and knew that Jiang Xiaoliang could understand their language.

At that time, I would probably kill her out of shame and anger!

"Haha."

Li Jiaen suppressed her laughter, then turned around and left coolly, leaving space for the two "Lianghua" people inside.

She wanted to go back and inform the writer sister about the situation as soon as possible. After all, the chocolate sister was so anxious that she was extremely worried.

Compared to being a "trainee", Li Jiaen is more like a "sister".

The two people in the small room were sitting lazily against the wall.

But the most interesting thing is that the different sitting postures show the nature of the two people.

Jiang Xiaoliang is sitting with his hands on his sides and his feet crossed, in a classic "grandpa-style" posture.

Because she is used to tatami, Sakura's sitting posture is cute and adorable.

"Huh? Nani?"

Little Sakura glanced at Jiang Xiaoliang strangely, then changed her sitting position, hugging her knees and sitting on the floor.

He leaned gently on Brother Liang's shoulder, squinting his eyes with gentle eyes.

Xiao Liangjiang has a very good smell, a light fragrance in her hair, or maybe it's as sweet as grapefruit.

She likes it very much - "dai si ki..."

Miyawaki Sakura is a person who doesn't want to break down in front of others, so when she breaks down, she even has to keep her sadness secret.

I don’t want others to see my most embarrassing side.

"I don't know what I've been doing these past seven years. I'm very angry with myself! At myself! And, you know what?! Liangjiang!"

"I just found out that last night, every minute and every second, while eating, practicing, and even sleeping... there were people approaching me and liking to make me happy. I was really, really touched..."
I remembered that my friend who was obviously in the same dormitory with me chose to watch indifferently in the situation just now.

When I think about it, Miyawaki Sakura's heart really hurts.

"So!" Xiao Sakura choked with sobs, her eyes were reddish, and she shouted loudly:

"I also try to smile back, and then they always smile softly. I don't know if it's happy or funny. We opened our hearts last night, and I'm not sure if it's true or not!"

"It wasn't until I took the teacher's class just now and was insulted by unpleasant words, but those people were indifferent, that I realized how ridiculous my previous self was."

The lamp above her head could not hide the sadness in her eyes.

Lonely, hiding sadly in the corner...

Sakura's emotions gradually worsened, and she quietly broke down and vented in front of the people closest to her at the moment!

"Xiao Liang, I'm so ridiculous..."

Whisper softly and keep repeating this sentence.

When Little Sakura looked into Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes, she could feel the shadow buried deep in her eyes, the heart-wrenching pain, the heart-rending pain.

Both for yourself and for others.

As she spoke, Sakura's voice turned into a cry.

"It's so funny, me!! Woohoo!"

Jiang Xiaoliang leaned against the wall, stretched out his hand and patted the girl's little head gently, his eyes soft.

Don't speak, just be a listener.

Listening quietly, closing her eyes and listening to Sakura's sweet talk, it made her pierce the dusty bits and pieces in her heart over and over again. It was very painful, but she learned to heal herself in the process of pain.

As long as you can cry, just cry...

If you have ears, you can withstand the noise of the world; if you have eyes, you can see the ugliness of this world; if you have consciousness, you can feel the pain of being hurt.

In just one short class, Miyawaki Sakura experienced so much.

Little Sakura took a breath and spoke with a cute and naive nasal voice.

"My mother said that no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they are not as good as the trees that can bear fruit, so she told me that whatever I do must bear fruit."

What little Sakura needs is actually not comfort at all.

But someone who is willing to listen to her inner thoughts.

People who understand understand dare not speak.

If you don’t understand, you don’t want to speak.

"Mother wants that, so she hopes that I will be surrounded by people, so I hope that the road I walk will be full of flowers and bustling with people..."

"But in the end, there are obviously many charming flowers in the world, but my mother, the one she likes the most is the most beautiful cherry blossom tree that has no fruit, but when it blooms, it is also my name - Sakura."

Jiang Xiaoliang nodded.

Then she suddenly realized that she thought of Sister Pei.

Sister Xian, who is traditional at heart, told her that she must be polite in the southern peninsula and introduce herself well when others introduce themselves.

So she slowed down for a moment, suddenly turned around, and said strangely to Sakura:

"Fuck you, I have been a trainee in Produce 48 since I was 14 years old. Until now, I stand in front of everyone as Jiang Xiaoliang. This is all my life. My name is Jiang Xiaoliang.

Pei Xiaoxian's words."

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"Huh?" Little Sakura opened her big innocent eyes, seeming to understand but not understanding - in fact, except for the deduction of your chicken flowers, she couldn't understand anything else~

Jiang Xiaoliang suddenly realized that he was making a fool of himself.

She quickly summarized the introduction:

"Soga Soga (really), you, Sakura, me, Brother Xiaoliang, our friend, Yoxi."

There is a cute little naughty thing called "liangpi".

"Pfft, disgusting! Don't make me laugh! Don't talk, just listen to what I have to say~"

Little Sakura laughed and cried, angry and annoyed.

At this moment, the girl with tears on her face was extremely charming and charming.

"I worked really hard to make everyone like me, and then I found out ridiculously that I couldn't even make a friend who came to a foreign country with me like me! I hate being with

I’m afraid of being useless like this! Liangjiang.”

"Ah yo~"

But Jiang Xiaoliang really doesn’t like the sound of crying.

Compared to being weak when she cries, she still prefers when Sakura smiles.

It's so innocent that you want to rub your head, and your smile is full of girlish vitality.

Brother Xiaoliang thinks back to Pei Zhuxuan last night, what did he do to himself?

Thinking about it...

Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

In an instant, his temperament is three-quarters like that of Pei Xiaoxian.

She tilted her head slightly, holding Miyawaki Sakura's face with both hands, her eyes impatient and domineering.

"Eh?" Sakura, whose face was full of tears, was startled and subconsciously forgot to cry.

Then she heard Liangjiang’s voice:

"Look at me..."

"Everyone has a mouth, and only when he opens his mouth can he tell whether he is a human or a ghost. In this life, people live for themselves. No matter how good you are, some people will dislike you, but apart from saying a few words, they can't do anything to you.

Because - the results are yours, the glory is yours, and it is you, little Sakura, who is going up step by step!

"The ridiculous past is not ridiculous. Know how to make peace with your past self and spend your time making progress instead of complaining."

"Learn to look down on other people's evaluations, slowly become mentally strong, and never be too disappointed with life."

"Is it difficult? Ah Ni, loss is mutual. No one else is afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

"There are so many beautiful things in this world, why should you worry about whether a woman likes you..."

Although I don’t understand.

But Jiang Xiaoliang’s sincere eyes, gentle tone, and powerful voice.

The printed silk headband, the gray top with "F" printed on it, the canvas shoes, and the clean and pure smile.

The sense of faith and security can be integrated and conveyed, how can a little girl resist this special charm?

At this moment, the little cherry blossoms in Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes panicked.

However——Jiang Xiaoliang is even more panicked in the eyes of Sakura!!

"Huh?!"

Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes changed, and he held down Little Sakura, who was inexplicably shy due to the strange feeling, and wanted to break free as if she was electrocuted.

"Liangjiang, let go~it's weird~"

"Xi, don't move! Let me see clearly! Did I just see it wrong? Strange~"

Hold your face with your right hand and stroke your eyebrows with your left hand.

Brother Liang and Sakura looked at each other.

Staring at the girl's eyes that were quietly dodging, slowly and shyly, those shy eyes reflected—Jiang Xiaoliang herself!

"Ale, go to Xiba, Mo?! Why am I wearing this thing on my head?!!"


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