A slightly magnetic voice, a melancholy and uninhibited look, a story to tell...

Retreat is the most deadly.

The sensual store manager, the young lady, is about to cry.

It's not strange about anything, if you want to blame it, it's because of the poignant story that Jiang Xiaoliang casually compiled, which really hit the store manager's young lady who loves to read comics, the romantic and fantasy heart.

God knows what Miss Sakura has made up in her brain.

Anyway, the store manager's sister's eyes full of emotion, staring, looking at Jiang Xiaoliang and Mingjingnan's gentle gaze, it is not normal, even the smile is so doted and loved.

It's not the kind of polite smile that comes with a guest.

It's sincere, liked.

Whether it's the Southern Peninsula or in the small country of cherry blossoms.

You know, women have a lot of social smirks, but when they like their favorite "imaginary cp", the smile they show must be such a heartfelt smile.

It's a very simple feeling, just because I like it~

"Jiang Xiaoliang, where?"

"Chubby Liang..."

"Where's the jelmo?!"

I vaguely heard the anxious members, as if shouting to themselves.

Jiang Xiaoliang knew that it was time for him to say goodbye to Xiao Waiba.

She took the baked cookies and biscuits into a beautiful bow in the tearful eyes of the store manager's young lady, and used the bag that was given with blessings and gifts.

"Thank you, little sister manager."

"Ah~"

Ryoko sincerely thanked her-

It's the store manager's young lady who is so excited that she can't speak, waving her hand vigorously to signal that she doesn't need it!

"Haha, what the hell..."

Jiang Xiaoliang, who was squinting with smiling eyes, trotted for a while, and stopped in front of Mingjing Nan, who had been waiting for a long time.

Finally, fingers hook the red bow of the cookie bag.

Brother Ryoko's eyes were sincere, and he handed it to Najing Nan with action and casualness, and his tone was dragging and cute:

"Well, don't be disgusted."

"I won't."

Ryoko has a kind of innocence in her body, who touches her, unconsciously forgets her troubles and becomes innocent again.

The wisps of winter are shuttling through the winter, the slightly cool breath is tactful and long, and under the sun of Sakura Island, everything sways with a gentle orange halo.

The light is shallow and soft as the petals of a cherry blossom.

scattered on the bodies of the two, beautiful,

Born in San Antonio, the cherry blossom girl took the bag of cookies tied with a red bow and a hot temperature and fragrant smell that had just come out of the oven.

Nakai Nan hugged him tightly in his arms, brushed the hair on his cheeks, gently teased behind his ears like a seductive, bent the corners of his mouth, and muttered a cute little milk voice:

"Xiaobei, what did you say to the store manager's sister? Why did she cry? The eyes are so weird, and you cry so much? ”

"I told her, Nan Sauce, you lost to me in the game, forget it if you don't admit defeat, and ignore me angrily, only cookies can coax you."

"Nonsense, and deceit~"

"I kid you not."

This time, Jiang Xiaoliang did not correct what he called himself.

At the end of emotions is silence.

Because of the delicate Nan-chan, she sensed the atmosphere between the two of them that was about to separate.

In addition to and beloved parents, intimate members ...

Nan Nai has never known the depth of reluctance to be reluctant, and it can appear in a stranger he meets for the first time.

Until the moment of parting with each other.

"Are you leaving? Little North. ”

"That's right, Xiao Nan, goodbye when you have a fate."

The weight of the backpack lies in the fact that after sharing snacks with others, it becomes so empty and light.

Jiang Xiaoliang easily picked up the big cloth bag, and under the mask, he showed an extremely bright smile to the famous Jing Nan, waved his hand, and turned around to leave.

As chic and at ease as ever.

The distance between the north and the south is quietly getting farther away.

Time is too short...

If time can be reset, I hope I can go back, back to the past, back to the moment when I first saw and grabbed the crane machine.

Even if you are "bullying" again, it's...

A few steps at a trot, Minami Nai, who stood in front of Ryoko.

She bit her lip and stared at the man, her eyebrows furrowing.

"You must not be 22 years old."

"Hmm."

Jiang Xiaoliang pursed his lips, tilted his head, and looked at Mingjing Nan.

The corners of her mouth slowly rose to reveal a big smile.

Ryoko's blue eyes are not melancholy, but quietly regain their original aura and playfulness, and ethereal and clean voice:

"Ha, then you're sure, it's not just born in San Antonio, it's that simple~"

"Can you tell me your full name?"

"Pei Xiaobei."

"You're a liar~"

She hugged the cookie bag tightly with a red bow in her arms, the hair tied to her ears, and a few strands of green silk slid down her face.

The temperament is refined, like an elegant cherry blossom lady.

"Well, then I won't lie to you this time."

Nam-chan hesitated for a long time, and her expression gradually became shy and cute.

"But Xiaobei, I only read it once..."

She didn't know if she was doing the right thing or if it would be dangerous.

It's just that with the instinct of the body, he stood up slightly and gently took off the mask, revealing an incomparably delicate and beautiful side face.

Poignant and elegant temperament, quietly blooming.

The beautiful lips, slightly opened, and the eyes full of innocence, Nam-chan, boldly attached to Ryoko's ear, and slowly read out the string of numbers.

Then, retract yourself.

Mingjing Nan blinked his big eyes and stared at Jiang Xiaoliang.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of smiles.

In her temperament, she has the soft cuteness of cherry blossoms, the freedom and generosity of exotic styles, the cuteness of contradictions, and the charm of a very reversed character.

The small voice, the very gentle voice, soft and glutinous, milky and milky, gently sounded in the hearts of the two "children":

"Kita-chan, do you remember?"

"Nan-chan, I forgot."

"Hmph~"

Stare at each other and return to where we first met.

Mina and Xiao Liang –

I can clearly feel the heartbeat of the other party in front of me.

You're in front, I'm in the back.

You're in front, I'm behind...

"Goodbye, Pei Xiaobei."

"Goodbye, little waihachi."

When will the next meeting of "Rice Grain"?

No one knows, but at least now, Jiang Xiaoliang has to go back to his own timeline, otherwise countless people will have to worry.

Ryoko walks with a cute little outer eight.

Slender and white fingertips, playing with the mobile phone that has been vibrating, on which hangs a cute little penguin doll.

I finally met the members of iz*one.

"Hey, Yo Rob~"

The girls holding the crepes first breathed a sigh of relief the moment they saw Jiang Xiaoliang.

But gradually, their expressions became strange.

Finally, in Jiang Xiaoliang's inexplicable expression-

"Hahaha~"

The girls burst into laughter, letting out a burst of crisp, lovely laughter like silver bells.

After making desserts by hand, the face is pink and black, dirty, like a "beautiful beggar" Ryoko, really funny and cute.

It's completely unbelievable and curious.

The naughty Jiang Xiaoliang, where did he sneak away before, and what fun things happened again...

"Jelmo-chan, look~"

Until the playful Miyawaki Sakura, he took out a small mirror from his pocket and put it in front of Jiang Xiaoliang, who had a confused expression, then covered his eyes and broke down and wailed.

"Ah, West Baga! My eyes! Xiao Liang, move your demon mirror!! ”

"Haha, Prabhu."

An Youzhen, who was standing on the side, first showed a refreshing smile, followed the smile, and then his eyes suddenly froze.

Because of An An, when she saw the dirty but somewhat familiar coat on Xiao Liang's body, she immediately gritted her teeth and said:

"Wait? Chubby Cool! My clothes?! ”

"Ah, the dog didn't have that race (I'm sorry)!! Ann!! ”

Jiang Xiaoliang let go of the hand covering his eyes, hurriedly took off his clothes, and apologized in a funny and cute cherry blossom tone, which was weird.

As a result, An Youzhen didn't listen at all.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"No, An An, don't worry, Brother Rong Liangzi, I... What are you doing? The eyes are very dangerous~ stay here! Really, a lot has happened during this period, you can listen to me first..."

"I don't listen! You apologize! ”

"Ahxi, I said that the dog didn't have that race (I'm sorry)~ Don't you Young Master An understand?! What about hi-chan? Don't let the misunderstanding happen, the tour guide quickly translates it~"

Witness this funny, heartwarming and funny scene.

The members of Shorty Maru are really cute.

"Hahaha!"

Even the production team staff of iz*chu, as well as the agent, and the sweet potato sister couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough—

iz*one has no Jiang Xiaoliang, the atmosphere is completely different.

Playing and slapping, the complete body iz*one back to the bus.

During this period, An Youzhen, who was angry, made a "push" on Ryoko's face fiercely, kneading and pinching...

"Jelka-chan, does it hurt?"

Hitomi Honda is full of smiles and doting eyes.

"It hurts~" Jiang Xiaoliang, whose cheeks were swollen like buns, covered his face, his eyes were loveless, and his mouth was broken:

"It's really, I just finished kneading the dessert for Xiao Waiba, Xiba's... Just rub it for others, don't you want to be so sarcastic..."

No one comforted them, they all said "they deserve it".

Ah yes, Ryoko-san I should...

and Brother Beizi, who even snatched his own big cloth bag, and he didn't know what he was doing in the back.

In an angle that Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't see.

"Huh? Ha ha. ”

Guangbei first rummaged through the mezzanine in his bag, and then showed a very good-looking smile.

It's like a hidden treasure has been discovered, and I'm very happy.

"Ryoko Prabhu."

"Who are you scolding~ Jiang Beizi! Brother Liang, my ears are smart! ”

Jiang Huiyuan, who has a pure and charming temperament, stuck out his tongue and made a cute grimace at Jiang Xiaoliang in front of him.

Stupid, she needs someone else to fill her with snacks, and the stupid Ryoko with low blood sugar is probably found...

Miss Kitako hid some of the cherry blossom candy she had just bought.

The bus drove slowly and set off.

No matter how big Tochigi County is, it is estimated that it is not as big as the small town of his hometown.

There will also be the occasional mess of telephone poles, the white clouds in the distance on the edge of the field, and the cherry blossom girls chasing and running after the building after school.

Forever sunset, this is the hometown of Little Strawberry.

On the way back to her hometown, Honda Renmi turned sideways slightly, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the chocolate chips on her face for Jiang Xiaoliang, starry flour.

Hi-chan seemed to be tired when she saw Jiang Xiaoliang.

didn't wipe it anymore, so she let the dirty cold sauce lean on her shoulder like this.

The "young soul" obediently leaned on the girl's shoulder, turned his head sideways, looked out of the car window, and drew the numbers on the window with his fingers, and suddenly was stabbed in the eye by the sun...

Interrupted by the setting sun, I almost forgot the important numbers.

In the back seat, Zhang Yuanying, who was sitting next to Hui Yuanoni, happened to see this scene.

"Xiao Liang'er, whose phone number are you remembering?"

"Don't ask, little kid."

"Ha" by the window, Jiang Xiaoliang silently wrote the numbers over and over again.

Prove that the previous memories about Xiao Waihachi are generating memory fragments that belong to her Ryoko brother.

I memorized it one stroke at a time, and I was worried that I would make a mistake.

After all, a good memory is better than a bad pen.

With a light "hum", Zhang Yuanying pouted cutely, while eating the snacks bought by Hui Yuanoni, her tone was a little "jealous", and she said with Huhu in her mouth:

"Hmph~ I thought you were here in Sakura and met a new peninsula."

"Huh? Why? ”

"Huh! Why do you ask? Xiao Liang'er, isn't what you wrote the mobile phone number of the Southern Peninsula? ”

"Huh... Huh? Eh?!! ”