How long is three days?
For the trainees at the training center, three days is too short.
Before they could regain their senses, time flowed away quietly like quicksand between their fingers.
As the time comes to this evening, there is only one day away from the grade re-evaluation.
The dormitory building is quiet at night. April is a month when good weather often comes. The evening breeze blowing towards Seoul is neither too hot nor too cold, but has just the right amount of coolness.
The lights of the training center not far away were still on, making it easy to guess that even at this moment, there were still trainees sweating inside.
But tonight Miyawaki Sakura didn't stay inside like she did the previous two days.
In front of the door of the dormitory building is a short ladder-like staircase. After climbing to the platform, there is a black iron railing surrounding the outside, which can just reach Miyawaki Sakura's chest.
Miyawaki Sakura held her arms on the railing, her white chin raised high.
A faint cloud passed through the gray dome, and the stars that were as twinkling as her eyes were hidden inside, but the memory of her seven-year debut was stripped away.
A is such a beautiful letter.
Miyawaki Sakura always thought so because it came before all the letters.
When she participated in the general election for the first time, she got 47th place. Praise followed, and then she climbed up again and again with hard work.
26, 11, 7, 6, 4.
Finally it's 3.
Just looking at the numbers, anyone can see that this is an inspiring story, and it is indeed the case. From the "youngest" from Kagoshima to the most popular king one step away from the throne, Miyawaki Sakura's idol journey Like a passionate girl comic.
But there is no "1" in those numbers.
In the past few days, Miyawaki Sakura often thought that if it hadn't been for the company's request, she would have taken the position she dreamed of before Pei Yourong.
Miyawaki Sakura wanted a new story, and she had always wanted a number one title of her own.
But while A is beautiful, it is also full of danger.
After entering Class A through many dangers, Miyawaki Sakura thought that she was not slacking off at all. She used all the courage in her life to pester Pei Yourong and ask him to help solve his doubts, even though his practice time had been reduced a lot because of her.
She was always the last one to leave the practice room in the dead of night. After trying every possible means to memorize the lyrics, she still had to sing and dance alone.
In the past two days, Miyawaki Sakura will always wonder what she has done in the past seven years. Otherwise, why are those things that she racked her brains and exhausted her efforts to learn, next to Pei Yourong and even other Korean trainees that she is not familiar with yet? , it was completed with less than a fraction of her energy, and it was done better than her.
Miyawaki Sakura really, really wants to stay in Class A, but she also really, really hates herself for being so incompetent.
"She won't have such troubles, right?" Miyawaki Sakura suddenly thought of Pei Yourong, who did everything well.
…
There was a rule in the training center. Pei Yourong could not say whether it was "humane" or "terrible".
That is, there is no limit to the open practice time.
That is to say, theoretically speaking, if trainees want to practice, they can practice from night to morning without any problem.
"Huh, it's a little cold."
Pei Yourong came out to see Miyawaki Sakura. Even if this Ernie practiced late in the past two days, he would not disappear at this time.
In order to keep the class going, their dormitory spontaneously set up a lights-out time.
"Where will it be?"
Pei Yourong thought she would have to go to the practice room and spend a lot of time to find Miyawaki Sakura, but she didn't expect that as soon as she came downstairs, she saw the thin figure not far away.
"Unnie~" she shouted softly.
But the other party didn't respond. Pei Yourong thought for a moment that she had recognized the wrong person. After she carefully identified the height and hairstyle, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stepped forward.
"Unnie, it's time to go back to bed."
"..."
It wasn't until he was treated with silence for the second time that Pei Yourong realized that something seemed wrong.
She moved slowly, her movements were gentler than before, and she didn't make much noise.
Soon the two were side by side.
Pei Yourong felt like solving a riddle, and the answer was very shallow. When she turned her head, the truth was revealed as easily as a veil.
She's crying again, Ernie.
The weak light reflected on Miyawaki Sakura's face, revealing the slight dampness under her trembling eyelashes. Pei Yourong didn't know who the culprit was who made Miyawaki Sakura sad. Her brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find a good person. words to comfort.
But Miyawaki Sakura moved faster.
"I hate you." She said suddenly.
Pei Yourong's brain went into a brief shutdown at this moment.
"How could I be hated? How could I?" Pei Yourong asked herself in her mind, and then she remembered that this scene seemed familiar.
It was so familiar that she felt like she had experienced it herself.
After a long time, Pei Yourong finally remembered that she had unreasonably said this to Pei Zhuxuan a long time ago.
What did Pei Zhuhyun do at that time? Pei Yourong tried hard to remember.
…
After blurting out those words, Miyawaki Sakura began to feel regretful. She was the last person who should treat Pei Yourong like that.
With every second the silence lasted, Miyawaki Sakura's inner uneasiness deepened. She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by someone, and she tried her best to spit out even half a word.
Miyawaki Sakura pursed her lips tightly, and all the words that Pei Yourong might say next flashed through her mind, but she didn't wait for any of them.
But waiting for a hug.
…
Pei Yourong remembered.
Pei Zhuxuan just hugged Pei Yourong gently at that time, just like Pei Yourong gently hugged Miyawaki Sakura now. Although it was simple, it had a warmth that seemed to be able to tolerate everything.
Miyawaki Sakura lost part of her vision, but what she gained in exchange was a whole piece of softness.
So soft that her nose started to itch again.
"After tomorrow, will I still stay in Class A?" Miyawaki Sakura used the softness to put it on and take off the disguise.
"Yes, Unnie." Pei Yourong hugged Miyawaki Sakura's entire shoulders.
"Then will you still teach me how to sing?"
"Yes, Ernie."
"Dancing."
"Yes, Ernie."
"But I hate you."
"It's okay, I don't hate Ernie."
Miyawaki Sakura's voice became smaller and smaller, and through the shell of his ears, the sound coming from the soft depths beat the beat more and more clearly——
Like the waves in Kagoshima.
