If you want to have a story with others, you have to bear the risk of losing the little pearl, but there is a prerequisite: no one is afraid of crying, but it must be worth it.
The meatball head was Miyawaki Sakura's BUG. She couldn't just delete it if she wanted to. She found that if the idol's life game couldn't run without this person, she wouldn't be able to continue playing.
The short pink vest with fungus edges is pink and cute.
Before leaving, Sakura changed her shoes and was immediately grabbed by Ryoko's brother, who tyrannically added clothes to her for the cold weather.
"Hey~"
"Idiot, what should I do if I catch a cold and get sick?"
"Lengjiang?"
"Hiss! Don't follow your example, Guangbei, Jiang Jiang! I think you are really sick too!!"
Wearing an open, unbuttoned couple's light yellow sweater, light blue denim shorts, lace socks and a pair of princess-style white shoes.
After changing clothes, the innocent and cute little Sakura next door, with a smile as bright as a flower, held Xiaoliang's clothes and walked away obediently.
She has a variety show schedule today, and Jiang Xiaoliang is in charge of seeing her off.
Brother Liang always feels like the principal of a kindergarten. After giving away one, another one comes.
"Langjiang, is it really okay?"
Miyawaki Sakura was worried that Xiaoliang would be scolded by her manager sister because she required a call before she could go downstairs and get in the car.
Because as IZ*ONE becomes more active and becomes more and more popular, some fans who are close to being cheated are starting to get a little scared. The company strictly prohibits members from being alone.
Looking at the eager and timid little Sakura, he put on a mask and a pink peaked cap for her.
Xiaoliang, who was wearing a blue ribbon, smiled and didn't say anything. She just said that she wanted to go out to see the light and enjoy the wind.
In the whole group, it seems that Jiang Xiaoliang is the only one who is not afraid of her manager Sun Zhuxi, who repeatedly jumps between being beaten and punished. Similarly, only she and Sun Zhuxi will lower their bottom line again and again.
The cold sauce is different.
Not only myself, it turns out that others feel the same way.
"Langjiang, aren't you afraid of Sister Hongshu?"
It's all Jiang Xiaoliang's fault.
Almost all the members of the group were led astray, calling their manager Son Joo-hee by their nickname Sister Sweet Potato.
Even many WIZONE fans shouted along. Every time he was called like this in public, the inexplicably shameful Sun Zhuxi felt like killing Jiang Xiaoliang.
"I'm not afraid. Don't ask why. If I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."
"Langjiang~Si Guoyi!"
In front of Sakura, Jiang Xiaoliang waved his hands with disdain on his face.
She still maintains the aura of being the leader of the group, and enjoys Sakura Girl's extremely adoring eyes.
She also knew that this was not good, but - it was really great!
"Then you must die in the pot!"
We are obviously a group, but we are taking different paths.
Miyawaki Sakura followed Xiaoliang, opened her mouth cutely, and looked at the peninsula world. As she looked at it, she looked at something even more beautiful than the peninsula scenery - Jiang Xiaoliang's beautiful profile.
The blue ribbon tying the bun is Sakura's most cherished item during her junior high school days.
In Sakura Island, blue represents melancholy, but it also has a healing side. Some people say that if you like the blue street lights at tram stops, you have an unpleasant personality. You like to be alone, and you also have an eccentric personality.
Everyone will have their own blue period, but everything will eventually get better, just like meeting Jiang Xiaoliang.
The blue sky and white clouds are so lazy that it is unparalleled.
There are very few breakfast shops in the southern peninsula. The silence soothes the noise. The sunlight shines into the corner, and the cherry blossom girl's temples turn out to be so gentle.
Just like the look in Miyawaki Sakura's eyes.
——For a flower shop that sells roses, it would be better if there are confession balloons.
In spring, the sunlight dancing between the leaves is like a rose that has been picked for a day, leaving a lingering fragrance.
A coffee shop next to the bus station actually sold crepes. Little Sakura was greedy for it, and she carefully and secretly glanced at Liang Jiang, but she didn't dare to say anything.
There are many things that you won’t know if you don’t tell them, but people who don’t care about you won’t take them to heart even if they tell you. People who know you without having to tell them must be cherished.
"Um?"
After sending a text message to Sister Hongshu, Jiang Xiaoliang immediately turned off her phone. Jiang Xiaoliang pursed her lips, then gently touched Little Sakura's soft hair, and said softly: "Buy one get one free at that crepe, I'll take two.
Can’t eat, can you help me?”
I am definitely willing to help with the cold sauce!
Soon, Sister Ying paid the money.
Brother Liang has no time to spare. He has a cup of milk tea and porridge with plenty of ingredients in his left hand, and a crepe in his right hand. He takes a sip and sips. He listens to his sister's soft cherry blossom accent and moves an arrogant way to seduce his sister.
Press the road.
In the end, the one who really couldn't eat it was Miyawaki Sakura.
Sakura, who was sharing a crepe with Xiao Liang affectionately, raised her fair and slender neck and looked at it with blurred eyes.
Miyawaki Sakura has been an "idol" since childhood.
It's been a long, long time since I had such a leisurely time, like when I was a kid back in Kagoshima.
"Langjiang, what is Gura to you?"
Maybe he sensed that something was getting wrong in the atmosphere...
"My dear friend, Sakura-chan is my dear friend." Ryoko was tough-talking, looked straight, and spoke seriously: "I am! I am also a dear friend who will always support you! Sakura Huai Ting! Ganba Daddy!!"
"snort!"
Unable to get the answer he wanted to hear, Miyawaki Sakura curled his lips.
And how cute are the angry little cherry blossoms?
"Haha~~"
The cute little cherry blossom squatting on the ground, begging for support.
"Yeah, don't be such a tantrum, you're so old!" Jiang Xiaoliang doted on him, helplessly.
Of course, the final result was that Liangjiang squatted and cried.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu2: Little Liangmei is only fifteen years old, and she has to bear a weight that she shouldn’t bear! I’m sorry for your Liangmei’s body!”
"Baga Liangjiang, you are saying strange things again."
Little Sakura, who was lying on Jiang Xiaoliang's back, patted her head shyly.
Miyawaki Sakura loves the Southern Peninsula at nine o'clock in the morning.
Just like Sakura's hometown - in my ears, I can hear the "chi" sound of the bus door opening, the crisp sound of coins coming from the coin slot, and people squeezing into the bus like dumplings.
An old man leaning on a chair and snoring, a man calling his wife softly to comfort him and saying it’s okay, I’ll be there soon, or a Peninsula student reading a book or listening to the latest Kpop music…
Different people all get on the bus to school or work at the edge of this peninsula.
It's like it's time for people to get closer...
"Langjiang, actually..."
"Um?"
"I saw it when you sent Yuanying off."
"Nani? What time?!"
Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes widened in shock, and his whole body trembled.
She didn’t know why she had such a stress reaction, it was like being caught red-handed by her wife...Eh? Bah, bah, bah!
Little Sakura put her mouth next to Brother Liangzi's ear, and slowly breathed out sweet and hot breath: "Just now."
No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it cannot compare to you.
Liangjiang, you are my scenery.
"..."
"So, I'm very happy now."
I am very happy now, that is to say just now...
What was left for the two of them was an ambiguous blank space of no questions or answers.
Until a domineering and elegant Kia car specially designed for Marutan stopped and the driver's window slowly rolled down, revealing a delicate and beautiful face with murderous eyes.
"Onie, I...um!"
Jiang Xiaoliang dared to act boldly, and with a move that made her feel safe - she stretched out her hand, handsomely suppressed Xiao Yinghua who wanted to take the blame, and put her into the car.
Then he looked at the woman without blushing or heartbeat.
Daegu Aryang hyung, he advises others in one way, but he always advises himself in one way with a rope, straightening his neck, and you can hang me in whatever way you like~
Are you kidding, cross-eye game?
Hey! Are you out of sight? My big eyes, which are more sincere and aggressive than sharp roses, are asking you if you are afraid!
Look at each other for ten seconds and challenge?!
Just close the window, do you give in? I! Sister Wang is back!
Come! Brother Liang, I’ll do the work alone and take care of myself...I...Eh?!
His vision and memory suddenly flashed, leaving only the gorgeous and exotic car taillights——
"No! I didn't get in the car! Hey! I didn't get in the car yet! You have the guts to keep driving - holy shit! You have the guts!"