Yiyang (17 yiyang stories)
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Ser una de las mayores era un beneficio que Yiyang aprovechaba, el poder leer tranquilamente revistas de moda cuando los ensayos acababan era un lujo que las más pequeñas no se podían dar debido a la escuela, lamentablemente su pequeño pedacito de paz se verá reducido por la intromisión de una pequeña con cabello color zanahoria que sin esperarlo alegrará su relajada tarde de invierno.
One would think, looking at them, that Xiening is the one who didn’t make the lineup.
Xiening had told herself that she would confess after the finale, whether they made it into the group or not. She only considered those two outcomes: they both made it, or they both didn’t.
“Do you think Xiening is…different?” Yijin catches herself asking Zhao Yue one day.
“Hey, Liu Xiening, I have a few bones to pick with you.” Xiening feels sweat bead at her temple. “Uh, what?” “How could you kiss Yifan and cling onto Yijin like that?” Yiyang says with a cute scowl.
I look at her and think about how I won’t be able to look at her like this from now on, and my heart swells and dips. I don’t know what hurts more: not being able to debut, or having to be apart from her.
Xiening murmurs something that Yiyang doesn’t quite catch, but it sounds like her name again, and then “missed you,” her voice cracking in a different way from the usual.
“Liu Xiening…” Yiyang’s voice is cool, her impression inscrutable. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?” “I-I can explain!” Xiening’s voice cracks, of course, in a decidedly panicked way. “It wasn’t what it looked like!”
Of all the scenarios Xiening envisioned for their reunion, this was not one of them. “I’m sorry,” Yiyang repeats, eyes flitting from hers. “I just don’t think it’ll work.”
“I didn’t make it at SM and I didn’t make it in Produce Camp either.” Yiyang swallows and casts her eyes down. “It just…it feels like I failed, you know?”
“So.” Xiening grins. “I’m the only one who gets to sleep in your bed?”
Yiyang turns around and is met with a smile that curves eyes into perfect crescents, a smile that somehow manages to be dazzling even with a mask covering the lower half of her face. She almost has an urge to bow and say ‘shijie,’ an engrained habit, but then again, Xuanyi isn’t really her shijie, right? They aren’t in sister groups, after all. She isn’t in any group at all.
看着许久未见的徐子凡,林恒也不得不感叹双胞胎基因的强大。 尽管在不同的生活环境下成长,但是徐子凡和徐必成的长相身形仍然相差无几,所以刚才他才会以为是徐必成来了。 “凡凡,你怎么突然回来了?” “想回来就回来了呀,”徐子凡扁扁,有点可怜地说道,“林恒,你不想我回来吗?” 林恒连忙否认:“没有,我也很想你的。” 察觉到袋里的手机振动,林恒拿出手机一看,是徐必成打来的电话。 看着亮着的屏幕,林恒迟迟没有按接通。 “不接吗?”