Zongman: Nagasaki Sushi's adopted brother

Miao Meng breathed a sigh of relief, slid her finger lightly, and turned off the live broadcast.

As the live broadcast room closed, her heart gradually calmed down, as if she had returned from a bustling stage to a quiet backstage.

A memory suddenly flashed through my mind, of a lonely little boy waving his finger back and forth at a wooden board.

"I didn't expect you to grow to this extent, Bai Yezi. It's also thanks to you that Meow Meng can have a taste of heat."

"So what should we do next?"

Miao Meng looked around, seeing only small houses, unable to find a way out. She turned slightly to one side, trying to observe the surroundings from different angles, looking for possible clues.

At this moment, a red-haired girl suddenly entered Miao Meng's sight.

Miao Meng's eyes lit up, as if she saw the dawn of hope. Without hesitation, she rushed towards the girl, her steps becoming light and powerful.

"Appeared, the red-haired girl!"

"Eh?!" The red-haired girl was startled and instinctively took a step back, subconsciously protecting her chest with her hands.

"Excuse me, do you know how to get out of here? Please, please~ I'm lost."

Miao Meng blinked her big eyes at the red-haired girl and twisted her body back and forth like a cat, as if to show her liveliness in order to relieve the red-haired girl's nervousness.

"I know...I know...you are..."

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Miao Mengqin, and I'm an internet celebrity~"

"Hello, Meowen, my name is Kita Ikuyo."

"Eh~ Such a cold reaction~ Kitako, can you take me to this place?"

"Sure, we're very close now."

Hearing this, Miao Meng excitedly grabbed Kita's hands and said, "I'm saved. Thank you, Kita."

The two of them walked towards the celebration party for the band's end.

Miao Meng and Xiduo were chatting casually. It just so happened that Miao Meng's videos were about beauty and makeup, so she could have a lively chat with Xiduo.

The conversation between the two was occasionally filled with cheerful laughter, attracting the attention of people around them.

Time passed quickly, and Kita brought Meow Meng to their destination - an izakaya.

Miao Meng opened the door of the izakaya and made her signature cat scratching gesture, her hands drawing arcs in the air like cat claws.

"Deduct a few meows from you~ Hello everyone who has finished the band~~"

"End the band?!" Kita turned to look at Meow Meng with his mouth wide open, then turned to look at Yamada Ryo and Nijika.

At this moment, Hongxia saw Kita at the door and reacted immediately. She pointed at Kita, pulled Yamada Ryo, and shouted, "Oh! Ryo, look, it's the escaped guitarist!"

"Eh?! You guys know each other?"

Miao Meng showed a playful expression and looked at the panicked Xiduo, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Excuse me for disturbing you, I'll take my leave now!!"

Just as Kita was about to turn around, her left hand was grabbed by Meow Meng, and then her right hand was firmly locked by Yamada Ryo. She struggled slightly, but when she found it was useless, she gave up resisting.

"My dear Miao Meng, I seem to be very lucky today~ I can even eat melon~"

"Kitao, don't try to run away." Yamada Ryo held Kitao and pulled him into the izakaya.

"I'm so sorry..." Kita was dragged into the "execution ground" while crying.

...

Seating arrangements.

On the side of the table: Ichichi Hoshika, Ichichi Nijika, Kita Ikuyo, Yamada Ryo

On the other side: Chihaya Aine, Meow Dream, Bai Ye's reserved space, Pa-san

Watching Kita being scolded back and forth by Nijika and Yamada Ryo, he looked at the empty seat next to him.

Miao Meng sighed with boredom, her eyes revealing helplessness and loss. She said that she was obviously more attractive, so why did no one pay attention to her?

"Um, are you Meowme-kun? My name is Chihaya Aine, and I'm your fan!!"

Chihaya Aine, who had been fidgeting for a long time, mustered up her courage, turned around and spoke enthusiastically to Meow Meng.

When Miao Meng was recognized by fans, she also became enthusiastic, "It's Miao Meng's dear~ Ai Yinzi, you actually know me?"

"Of course! That's great, Meow Mengqin is even cuter than in the video!!"

"Really? Thank you. Can I add you on Line, Meow Meng?"

"Is this true?! I'm so happy!!"

Chihaya Aine stood up excitedly, attracting everyone's attention.

Ichichi Hoshige had a look of disgust on her face, tapping her fingers lightly on the table. "So, who is this sudden addition?"

"It's Miao Mengqin~ a super big internet celebrity~ I watch every video of hers as soon as it's released." Aiyin introduced quickly.

"Oh." Ijichi Xingge shook his cup indifferently, looking unconcerned. "So why did you attend our celebration party?"

Miao Meng puffed out her chest, rested her hand on her collarbone, and said confidently, "Of course it's because, hehe, Miao Meng was invited in by Bai Yezi."

[In fact, I only found out the address after much persuasion.]

"Ah?! Baibai and Miao Mengqin actually know each other?"

Aiyin seemed to have received some incredible information, and suddenly she felt that her friend was quite powerful as well.

At this time, Hongxia and Yamada Ryo had finished scolding Kita and were also attracted by Miaomeng's words.

Miao Meng, who was the focus of the whole audience, felt satisfied for a moment, and her smile became even brighter.

"Hehehe, everyone who's finished the band. Don't you know? I'm Bai Yeqin's childhood sweetheart, meow~"

"Childhood sweethearts?!" Aine and Nijika slammed the table and stood up at the same time, shouting in shock.

At this time, the door of the izakaya was pushed open.

"Everyone, I'm late."

Bai Ye arrived late, and as soon as he sat down, everyone's gaze fixed on him. His body stiffened slightly, and cold sweat silently flowed down his back.

"Why are everyone looking at me like that?"

Chapter 32 The Past of White Night

More than ten years ago, in an old neighborhood in Kumamoto Prefecture, there was an apartment building that was filled with the vicissitudes of time.

The walls of this building are covered with traces of time, and every crack seems to be telling a story of the past.

Dilapidated walls, even smelly gutters, and rotten wooden doors.

The whole block is filled with an old-fashioned atmosphere, as if time has stopped here.

Except for the sand pile park in front of the old block, where children's laughter and play are the only lively sounds here.

The young little Miao Meng hates a guy very much, he hates him super, super, super!

Every time she saw that guy, she couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in her heart.

A blue-haired weirdo who comes to the park every day and just sits quietly by the side, secretly pressing a wooden board with his hands.

He is always alone, immersed in his own world, and never plays with Xiao Miao Meng.

"I say, what are you doing? Why do you have to carry a piece of wood every day?"

Xiao Miao Meng stood in front of the annoying guy, making a sour face like a villain.

She put her hands on her hips, a look of dissatisfaction in her eyes, "Why don't you play with everyone?"

The blue-haired alien looked up at Xiao Miao Meng, then lowered his head and pressed the wooden board, tapping his fingers and the board back and forth, making a tapping noise.

"Ignoring me? Hello, hello, hello~ Can you hear me?"

Little Miao Meng got excited instead, reaching out her hand to his ear and shouting back and forth, trying to attract the blue-haired alien's attention in this way.

"Bai Ye." The blue-haired alien turned his head and responded calmly. His voice was calm, without any emotion.

"White Night? What White Night?"

"My name is Bai Ye, not Hello."

"What the hell? Just two words? You really are an anomaly!"

"What about your name?"

"Yutenji Wakamugi, how's it going? It sounds good, right?"

"Um...."

Xiao Baiye nodded, then ignored Xiao Miaomeng and continued to press the wooden board, "Da Da Da, Da Da, Da Da Da Da Da."

Xiao Miaomeng's curiosity was piqued. She carefully examined the wooden board held by Xiao Baiye, wanting to know what magic it had that made him so obsessed with it.

All I saw was crooked grids drawn on the wooden board with a black marker.

There is a thumb-sized indentation at the end of each grid, which is obviously caused by frequent finger pressure.

These traces seem to be telling of Bai Ye's persistence and hard work.

Xiao Baiye used the ten fingers of both hands to jump back and forth in these crooked grids, sometimes pressing continuously, sometimes pressing once and then immediately jumping to the other end.

His movements were skillful and rhythmic.

“我说，为什么你每天都在按着木板玩，有意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】吗？”

"I'm practicing..." Xiao Baiye pressed the wooden board and took some time to talk to Xiao Miaomeng.

"Practice for what?"

"piano."

"Are you lying to the child?" Little Miao Meng jumped away and said angrily with his hands on his hips.

"I did not lie to you."

"I've seen the world. A real piano is a big one with black and white checkered patterns. It makes sounds when you play it. It's not a piece of broken wood with crooked checkered patterns painted on it!"

While thinking about the appearance of the piano, Xiao Miao Meng compared it with the wooden board in Xiao Bai Ye's hand and guessed that Bai Ye was lying.

"I don't have money to buy... I can only practice with a wooden board." Bai Ye lowered his head and said with inferiority. There was a hint of helplessness and loss in his voice.

"...After all, why do you want to practice?" Xiao Miaomeng asked.

"For my family..."

"Family?" Little Miao Meng tapped her chin with her little hand and asked in confusion.

Xiao Baiye stopped pressing the wooden board and looked up at Xiao Miaomeng.

“They said on the radio that forming a band is like forming a family, and every band member is like a family member.”

“I want to have a [home].”

"I want my family."

Xiao Miaomeng was full of confusion. Doesn’t everyone have a family?

I have a lot of family members. Brother, sister, younger brother, younger sister, mother... I can hardly count them with both hands, so I just asked.

"Don't you have any family?"

As soon as Xiao Miaomeng finished speaking, Bai Ye's entire face in front of him shattered like a piece of glass hit by a stone.

His expression instantly darkened, the curve of his mouth disappeared, his eyes lost their former brilliance, and he seemed as if his soul had been sucked out of him.

"Little Ruomai is home for dinner!"

Miao Meng's mother shouted at the two of them from a distance.

"Sorry, Bai Ye, I have to go eat. You should go back early too."

Little Miao Meng, who had not yet realized the problem, quickly jumped into his mother's arms, and the two of them snuggled together on the way home.

Bai Ye was the only one left, lost in thought. His gaze was fixed on Miao Meng and her mother holding hands, but his thoughts had already drifted far away...

...

"Squeak~" The shabby wooden door was pushed open by Xiao Baiye. The door made a harsh sound, as if protesting its existence.

This month's living expenses and a message from my father were placed on the crooked wooden table. Everything on the table looked so messy.