Glacier sister, don't want to be a sandwich

Yuege's eyes curved into crescents, a warm blush appeared on her face, and she gently took Sayo and Hina's hands.

Saya felt a warmth in her gaze, and a faint blush appeared on her face. Although she still maintained a calm expression, an unconscious softness quietly overflowed.

"Nothing," Saya lowered her head gently and changed the subject: "Yue Ge, are you ready for your performance?"

Yue Ge trotted back to the band members, a determined light in his eyes and a relaxed and confident voice: "Yeah!"

She nodded seriously, a confident smile on her face, "With everyone in the band here, there will definitely be no problem with this performance!"

"Really?" Saya looked at the band members standing with Yuege and nodded slightly, a hint of relief in her eyes, "Yuege has found a good partner now."

"Sister, do you want to form a band too?" When Hina heard Saya's words, her eyes lit up instantly. She came forward excitedly, her face full of anticipation.

"Then let's form a band together! It's going to be awesome!"

"..." Saya frowned slightly, her eyes a little hesitant, and various scenes of forming a band with Hinata involuntarily emerged in her mind.

At that moment, Saya couldn't help but shudder.

"impossible."

"Well... not at all." Hina's eyes dimmed instantly, her mouth pouted, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

Her shoulders slumped unconsciously, a look of obvious disappointment on her face.

Despite seeing Hinata looking so aggrieved, Sayo's eyes remained unchanged.

She pursed her lips gently, frowned slightly, and looked away, without showing any softening in her attitude.

"Ahahaha..." Yue Ge looked at her two sisters who were making trouble in front of her again, her face full of helplessness.

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Titleneta "We Can't Study Together"

Chapter 131: Running on Japanese Dramas is the Only Truth to Test Japanese Dramas

"Then Yuege, you guys should get ready. I'll take Hinata to the audience seats and wait."

Bingchuan Sayo looked at the time and saw that Hina still wanted to stay here. A trace of helplessness flashed in her bright eyes, and she pulled Hina out, obviously not intending to let her pester Yuege anymore.

"Okay! See you later!" Yue Ge stood there, waved, with a warm smile on her face.

After seeing off her two sisters, Yue Ge turned around and her eyes unconsciously swept towards the clock hanging on the wall.

The hour hand was already pointing to three, reminding her that the performance time was about to come.

She took a deep breath, and the noise outside gradually rang in her ears. She could vaguely hear the sound from the stage, as if the performance outside was about to begin.

She glanced at Ichinose Suyo, who had been glued to her phone since a while ago, and sighed, "Okay... now it's time to panic a little."

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"Master, is there any other route? I'm in a hurry now." Ichinose Ren sat in the back seat of the taxi, staring at the endless flow of traffic in front of him, feeling uneasy.

He looked at the watch on his wrist, then turned back to look at the completely motionless traffic, his face full of anxiety.

The taxi driver appeared relatively calm, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel, his expression calm. "There's nothing we can do. There seems to have been a car accident up ahead. The road is completely blocked now, and there's no room for us to turn around and change routes."

"Tsk..." Ichinose Ren frowned and made a soft "tsk" sound, helplessly looking at the traffic ahead that was making no progress. This anxious feeling still made his patience gradually wear out.

The driver seemed to sense his anxiety and turned to look at him with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Are you rushing to attend your child's school festival?"

Ichinose Ren nodded, but her mind was still on her own business: "Well... the child specifically told me that I must go today."

There was a hint of tenderness in his words, and his emotions calmed down a little when he mentioned the child.

The driver didn't respond immediately. Instead, he shook his head and continued, "Why didn't you go sooner? It's almost over now, right?"

Lian's eyes involuntarily turned to the window, looking at the stalled cars. She hesitated for a moment before answering, "There's still some work to be handed over at the company."

His tone was a little subtle, as if he was making excuses for himself.

"For work..." the driver muttered to himself.

Then, the driver's voice became somewhat casual, perhaps because the long traffic jam had made him relax his guard, and he gradually opened up. "Although I shouldn't say this, it seems that you, passenger, are a little indecisive."

Ichinose Ren was stunned for a moment, his thoughts interrupted by this sentence, and he vaguely felt that this sentence seemed familiar.

"Ok?"

Lian came back to her senses and looked at the driver with some confusion, "Is this the first time you've met me?"

The driver chuckled, his gaze still focused ahead. “Yeah, but I hear this kind of thing all the time. It sounds somewhat similar.”

He gently turned the steering wheel, seemingly chatting casually, his tone a bit casual, cultivated from years of driving. But he inadvertently dropped a thought-provoking remark: "Don't look at me like this. I've driven everyone from company executives to gang leaders. I've seen people like you countless times. When they encounter this situation, they usually choose to get out and run."

"...It's impossible, right?" Lian's mouth twitched slightly, and her tone was filled with undisguised speechlessness.

He originally thought that the driver could give some profound insights, but it turned out to be an almost naive "stupid method".

Get out of the car and run? You must be kidding. This is the city center, at least two kilometers away from the school festival venue. How could he possibly run there?

However, the driver was unfazed by his attitude and continued calmly, "The difference between sitting back and waiting for death and taking the initiative is much greater than you think."

Lian was slightly startled and was about to open her mouth to retort when the driver's voice continued leisurely, "If you really want to see your child's show, whether you get off the bus now and take the subway, run over, or even hail a bike, it's definitely better than sitting here and praying for traffic to miraculously resume, right?"

“…” Lian didn’t answer, but subconsciously clenched her fists tightly.

He knew, of course, that the driver's words made sense. Sitting in the car and waiting was indeed the most passive option. And he clearly had other possible courses of action, but he didn't implement them... Why?

The driver glanced at Lian through the rearview mirror, as if he had seen through everything. He sighed softly and continued, "Or rather—in your mind, watching the children's show isn't actually that important."

Lian's breathing hitched slightly.

"Otherwise you wouldn't have waited until now, and you wouldn't be sitting here."

These words were like a dull punch, hitting Lian hard in the heart.

His clenched fists tightened further and further, his fingertips almost digging into his palms, and even his knuckles turned white from the excessive force.

His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something in rebuttal, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a heavy stone, preventing him from saying a word.

At this moment, he was even a little afraid to face his own answer.

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"Mom...where's Dad?"

Ichinose Motoyo walked out from the backstage, raised her head and looked around, her eyes searching for the familiar figure in the bustling crowd.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, but were soon disappointed - she did not see the man she had been waiting for for so long beside her mother.

Her heart sank slightly, and the air seemed to grow heavy in that instant. She suppressed her disappointment, her tone still gentle, but she couldn't hide her inner anxiety: "Dad... didn't he come?"

The mother turned her head gently, without a trace of surprise on her face. Her tone was calm, as if she was already accustomed to this situation. "Your father said this morning that he had some work to hand over at the company, and he said he would definitely come to see your performance, Su Shi."

Compared to Su Shi's anxiety, her mother's words seemed somewhat commonplace, as if this should be the norm.

There was no wavering in her voice, as if she had known for a long time that there was no way this man would arrive in time.

"Really..." Su Shi's voice almost disappeared in the air. Her mouth moved slightly, but she said nothing.

"It's okay, even if he doesn't come, mom will seriously support Su Shi from the audience! Good luck in your performance, Su Shi!" The mother didn't seem to notice Su Shi's changes. She still had a warm smile on her face and encouraged her in a firm tone.

Su Shi was slightly stunned, and his eyes turned red.

She lowered her head slightly and forced herself to squeeze out a forced smile, even though she knew it was just a disguise to hide her emotions: "Well... I will try my best."

Her voice was choked, but she didn't let her mother notice. She bit her lower lip and tried to calm herself down.

She didn't want her mother to see the uncontrollable loss and helplessness in her eyes.

Turning around, she pursed her lips slightly, suppressed her inner emotions, and walked to a corner of the stage.

She felt in her pocket, took out her cell phone, slid her finger across the screen, found the number marked "Dad", and pressed the dial button.

however……

The call was not connected.

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There will be more in the evening

Japanese dramas are the only criterion for testing the truth

Chapter 132: Classic misunderstandings are a must-see part of the animation

"Ha ha……"

Ichinose Ren supported herself on the wall with one hand, leaning forward slightly, and pressed the other hand tightly on her knee.

Each of his breaths seemed rapid and heavy, and each breath of air required him to exert great effort to inhale.

And as he inhaled, his chest heaved violently, as if his internal organs were being deformed by the rapid flow of oxygen.

And when exhaling, the air seemed unwilling to leave easily, and was slowly discharged with a dull sound.

His vision became blurry, his sight began to become overlapping, waves of drowsiness came over him, and the world in front of him seemed to be shrouded in mist.

There was a sharp buzzing sound in my ears, as if my eardrums were under tremendous pressure. The surrounding sounds became distant and blurred, and only the piercing echo lingered in my mind.

He could almost feel the blood vessels in his neck throbbing. The pulsating feeling of blood flowing rapidly made him frown uncomfortably.

The blood vessels on one side of his neck were almost jumping out from under the skin, pulsating strongly and rapidly, and every beat reminded him that he had reached his limit.

His palms were slightly sweaty, and the hand that was pressed tightly against his knee was trembling slightly due to the intense exercise.

Lian felt that his legs were out of control and his muscles were stiff from not exercising for a long time, as if steel wires were pulling at every joint of his body.

He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his physical fatigue, but the feeling of powerlessness in his heart became more and more obvious.

He hadn't engaged in this kind of high-intensity exercise for a long time since entering society, and the long-lost exercise made him feel extremely tired.

He forced himself to straighten his back again, but found that his legs still felt like they were filled with lead, so heavy that he could hardly bear it, and every inch of his muscles was protesting.

"Forty minutes left..."

He whispered to himself, his voice a little hoarse, as if even breathing was becoming difficult. He raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. The hands pointed to 3:20.

There are still forty minutes until Su Shi's performance begins, so there is not much time left.

He paused, his eyes subconsciously scanning the road ahead - if he continued running at this speed, the distance ahead should take about ten minutes.

Ten minutes didn't seem long, but his current physical condition made him doubt—

but……

He took a deep breath and forced himself to focus on the still long road, but the voice in his heart became louder and louder.

Can his current body support him to complete the last ten minutes?

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"Su Shi...are you okay?" Yue Ge pushed open the door of the lounge and his eyes gently fell on Su Shi in the corner.

Ever since coming back from his trip just now, Su Shi has been maintaining this low profile.

She sat alone in the corner of the lounge, her hands on her knees, her body slightly curled up, as if she wanted to hide herself in the silence to avoid any disturbance.

Yue Ge stood there for a few seconds, seemed to hesitate, then gently walked closer, wanting to get closer. She whispered again, "Su Shi, are you okay?"

Su Shi's response was almost silent, and she buried her head even deeper, as if her existence was swallowed up by her own arms.

Her back trembled slightly, and she remained silent. Even when Yue Ge stood close enough, she did not raise her head, as if using this posture to resist the outside world's concern.

A soft voice floated out of her mouth, like a faint whisper: "...Don't bother me..."

If Yue Ge hadn't stood close enough, it would have been almost impossible to hear that sentence.

However, Yue Ge did not obey Su Shi's request. She sat next to Su Shi without any hesitation.

Feeling Yue Ge sitting down, Su Shi subconsciously moved to the side, trying to keep herself away from that warmth and care.

She didn't want to be disturbed, nor did she want anyone to see her vulnerability at the moment.

But Yue Ge did not stop. Instead, he followed her movements and sat closer without any relaxation.

"..." Su Shi felt helpless and subconsciously moved towards the wall. She felt her body touch the cold wall, but Yue Ge continued to move with her, as if she was not going to let her escape this situation.

Finally, Su Shi stopped and leaned against the wall.

Seeing that Su Shi finally had nowhere to escape, Yue Ge smiled and imitated Su Shi's usual relaxed and slightly teasing tone: "If it were any other time, you would probably ask what the hell you're doing, right?"