Chapter 178: Miss Beizi under the Flower Umbrella
Certified photo, not taken.
However, at the moment when the flip phone is turned on -
Guangbei's countless messages have been received.
"Where?"
"Where are you?"
"Ryoko, you know I'm worried about you, right?"
"You don't know..."
"You borrowed my ID and said you were going to a place where your kids couldn't, but, funny... You're a child."
"Why don't you reply to the message? So busy? It's infuriating... Ryoko you!
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"It's three o'clock in the morning, and I can't sleep..."
"Nogi, Nomu is worried about you... West!"
"Oh, no matter, I'm going to wait for you outside!
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Jiang Xiaoliang called, but no one answered.
She had no choice but to pack up her things while being nagged by Mother Pei, and waved goodbye to Father Pei, Mother Pei, and Little Senior Sister.
Because of the way to the dormitory, I don't remember it at all.
Jiang Xiaoliang was carrying a backpack and a smaller feed bag, still full of love from Pei's mother.
Called a taxi big brother, I could only rely on uncertain intuition and tell the master the approximate location.
But the traffic situation in the South Peninsula in the morning made Ryoko want to be like a superman, lifting a small taxi across the entire South Peninsula.
Traffic jams, unhurried.
The road is smooth, and the master is not in a hurry.
has the demeanor of a generation of old drivers, so that Brother Ryoko wants to give him a thumbs up, and by the way, he blew up the car.
"Agassi, can you hurry up?"
"Safety first."
"Well said! Authentication! I admire you so much, uncle. β
"Of course, Agassi has been driving for twenty years, and there has not been a single accident, not a single one! It's not ~ amazing, right? β
"Daihatsu~"
"Hey Yigu, don't boast, Agassi, my face is thin, speaking of which, child, you are so young, don't you go to school? I think the school curfew time is over. β
"Ani (no), I traveled through time and space, crossed the ocean and came to the South Peninsula to do child labor, it doesn't matter if I earn money or not, I just want to hear the people of the South Peninsula call me a beautiful boy!"
"Hahaha! Girl, you're very interesting~"
"Hey Yigu, don't boast, Liangzai, my face is thin, speaking of which, Agassi, there is a sentence I don't know whether to say or not?"
"Tell me about it."
"Can we drive faster?"
"Safety! First! β
I feel like I'm stepping on small sandals and riding a small bicycle, all faster than this small taxi.
Ryoko, who was worried about Guangbei, became a little serious, hesitant, and stopped talking.
"Kid, what's wrong with you?"
In the puzzled eyes of the old master, Jiang Xiaoliang silently released a killing move, trembling his hands, clenching the tissue hard, and the expression on his face was very story-like.
"It's nothing, it's just, I... I feel like I'm going to pull..."
Buzz β
"Ya Yixi~~" As soon as Brother Liang's words fell, the master stepped on the accelerator stiffly, and his expression was quiet for many years, and suddenly became extremely hideous! Fierce!
The tachometer of the taxi has increased from more than thirty to seventy! And it's soaring!
"Sit tight!
Butt clamping! Don't miss it!
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Therefore, the potential of human beings is truly limitless.
You have to prescribe the right medicine and force it out.
For the sake of his beloved car, the master is also a ruthless person, and he shortened the time by two-thirds, and accurately carried the "Liangzai" to the group of iz*one chu, where the first night of the meeting.
Behind the long slope is the entrance to the alley.
Walking into the old and retro alleys, the long-established shops and old peninsula-style houses coexist with the new shops.
Antique, cultural atmosphere, sensual, elegant and simple.
Walking through the labyrinthine alleys similar to the old capital of my hometown, there are murals depicting plain colors and graffiti of small art.
But all this did not stop Jiang Xiaoliang.
She really doesn't know the way, she can only run and look for it intuitively.
Whether it was last night or this morning, I felt like I was running out and rushing back, just playing a game of "one in a million" in the vast sea of people.
Good luck, bad luck, it's all up to providence.
Although he is very tired every time, Jiang Xiaoliang is very persistent and eccentric, so he wants to find that person.
Even if you pass by, don't be afraid!
It's a big deal, just go back and walk again~
If she was going to see Miss Beizi, then Brother Ryoko would definitely use it to run, even if she was a paper man with inferior physical strength.
It wasn't until Jiang Xiaoliang, who was wearing a blue plaid scarf, panting fiercely, holding his knees, his face covered with sweat, and his eyes were on a flower shop in the distance, that he finally found the person he wanted to see.
Under the flower umbrella at the entrance of the store, there is a silly girl with a delicate side face to the extreme, extremely pure, and beautiful.
"Heh..."
Jiang Xiaoliang was helpless, and laughed dotingly.
That, the stupid Beizi who once told himself that if he didn't do idol, he would open a flower shop, and he didn't know how long he waited under the flower umbrella, and even waited until he fell asleep.
Jiang Xiaoliang took the flip phone, approached step by step, and dialed it over and over again.
"I knew tomorrow was coming
But I still can't put down my phone
There was not the slightest feeling of sleepiness
Playing instagram instagram again
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Jiang Huiyuan was woken up by a burst of mobile phone ringtones.
A gentle, ethereal voice, a one-of-a-kind cappella version, makes people feel relaxed and happy.
A song that girls love on Instagram.
Guangbei deliberately asked Jiang Xiaoliang to sing it, and then she recorded it as an exclusive ringtone.
In the eyes of myopia, there is always a person who is familiar with Mohu.
The lonely stupid Beizi hugged his calves and coquettishly said to the phone:
"Jiang Ryoko, where have you been~~"
"In front of you."
"Huh?"
Guangbei raised his head cutely, his big innocent eyes, blinking and blinking, looking at Jiang Xiaoliang, who was waving playfully, sweaty but smiling.
"Ah~ Jiang Ryoko, where have you been?! I'm scared to death!
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"I went out to buy dinosaur hairpins."
"Why don't you text back? Why don't you answer the phone? Why is it shutting down? Is the hairpin a Tyrannosaurus rex limited model?! In this world, there is nothing that can buy a day without replying to my messages, Ryoko you know, right? β
"Actually, I don't want to deal with you, Beizi, you know, right?"
Jiang Huiyuan's eyes slowly widened, his aggrieved eyes were red, and he looked at Jiang Xiaoliang in disbelief.
Worrying about a person so much is going crazy.
But in exchange for a sentence of 'I don't want to deal with you'?
"Woo... I'm going to pull you Jiang Ryoko into the blacklist of life..."
"Hahaha!"
Knowing that she couldn't make any more jokes about the girl, she looked at her expression and cried, aggrieved and sad, as if the world had collapsed Miss Beizi-
Brother Ryoko couldn't help but smile and apologized softly:
"Miane, I was wrong, I was wrong."
"Bad guys, bad guys, big liars!"
"Mo~"
Chic squatting posture, pure and ethereal voice.
In those blue eyes, there are angry, coquettish girls in front of them, and the laughter of "teenagers", in front of the flower shop, under the flower umbrella.
No one likes to bully Jiang Beizi more than Jiang Xiaoliang.
Her eyes were very gentle, squatting in front of the angry silly girl, taking off the scarf, and wrapping it around the neck of the silly Beizi.
"Ah, if I can't find you, Oh Dok (what should I do)?"
"Then find me."
"Look at your face is frozen, ah, Jiang Guangbei, can you take care of yourself first, and then worry about me? Please. β
"Because I know you're going to find me, so I'll wait..."
This question was not answered.
Jiang Huiyuan, who was wearing Ryoko's scarf, was full of smiles on his face that was blown red by the cold wind, pointed to the dinosaur hairpin on Jiang Xiaoliangmaruko's head, and exclaimed cutely:
"Wow, Ryoko, your green dinosaur hairpin looks so good~"
"Looks good, right? Woohoo, whoa~"
"Hee, Ryoko Pabuk, you're so funny, so naΓ―ve~"
Guangbei squinted his eyes with excellent looks.
She was so cute by Jiang Xiaoliang's cry that she imitated a dinosaur and her quirky walking posture, the corners of her mouth just pursed, and she tried to suppress it.
Only then did I remember that now is not the time to play.
She stood up and tried her best to make her expression very serious, with a sweet and innocent face, but her eyes were fierce, glaring at Jiang Xiaoliang fiercely.
"Mo?! Don't change the subject with me~"
"I didn't ~"
"You made Mother Pei worry last night, right? She seems to have slept all night, waiting for you to come home. β
"Why are you... Know? β
Jiang Xiaoliang's hand wrapped around the scarf paused.
She looked at Guangbei who didn't speak and avoided her gaze in a daze.
"Beizi, did you really not sleep all night last night? Also call my mother Pei? β
"What else?! Staying overnight for no reason, the phone can't get through, the message doesn't reply, the only thing you know the way is the way home..."
Jiang Huiyuan lowered his head and covered Jiang Xiaoliang's face hard.
Between the eyebrows and eyes, sweet and fierce.
Guangbei's little hands are very delicate, very comfortable, white and tender, and they are soft and cool on Ryoko's face.
But the more she talked, the more angry Miss Beizi became, her big eyes began to stare at Jiang Xiaoliang, and her tone was also angry and aggrieved:
"Yikes! Makes me angry again! You stinky Ryoko! I don't listen to it quietly, I don't listen to it loudly, I'm worried about you to death, but I can't do anything, you're such a bad person~"
A dreamlike flower shop in the morning, under a flower umbrella.
Ryoko and Hokko, one sitting, the other squatting.
The two looked at each other.
Listening to the silly girl's eloquent words, but the murmured whispers were indistinct, the glass window at the door of the flower shop flickered, reflecting the inner waves of the two of them.
A strange feeling is spreading at this moment...
"I, I should be with Ryoko..."
Gentleness is the opposite of extreme grievances.
As he spoke, he looked at the girl in front of him, and tears began to slide quietly.
It's clear and transparent, and the fragrance of flowers comes ...
With her gasp, ups and downs, blooms.
Surrounded by a warm plaid scarf, Guangbei's voice unconsciously carried a little crying, the cool breeze blew, and he was sad when he spoke, and gradually became sad.
She's really, really worried.
"Poof, Mo~"
I cried when I laughed and laughed, because I saw the little brain melon on my knees, wearing a dinosaur hairpin, and a weird and cute bright smile.
Guangbei cried and cried and laughed again...
Jiang Xiaoliangββ
Cute and angry, coquettish and wild, I hate it to death!
Brother Ryoko put his chin on Beizi's knee, tilted his head slightly, squinted his blue eyes, apologized softly, and coaxed:
"Mianae, I'm worried about you, Beizi."
Hutong alley, in front of the flower shop.
Passers-by, tourists.
It was as if I saw a "boy" with a ball head, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes for a crying girl with pear blossoms and rain.