Crying bag girl who bumped into the village brother

A tall, short-haired girl in fashionable clothes looked around blankly, took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her jacket and denim jacket, and lowered her head to dial a number.

"...Mr. Kosakata, I didn't see you where you said?"

As she spoke, she pushed up the white thick-rimmed round-lens glasses with her index finger.

"@*@[email protected]" English full of Japanese flavor rang on the other end of the phone.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

A gust of wind blew the girl's iris-purple hair to her forehead. The girl frowned, and pushed them back behind her ears with her hands.

"@*@/#=#:." On the other side was another conversation in Japanese English, which made the girl stunned and didn't say a word for a long time.

Mr. Kosakata hadn't heard the girl's voice for a long time, so he thought about it and chose to communicate with the girl by text message.After several twists and turns, the girl was successfully found.

"Are you zangyuan (Zhang Yuan)? If you want to live in Japan more conveniently, you'd better learn Japanese!"

Mr. Kosakata was driving the car in front, trying very hard to communicate with the girl in his Japanese English.

"It's not easy for Japanese to pronounce my surname correctly. Just call me A Yuan."

Zhang Yuan heard the kindness in Mr. Kosakata's words, and smiled.

"As for learning Japanese...thank you for your concern, Uncle. I am indeed learning Japanese. But because I haven't studied it for that long, and I don't have practical experience, so I don't speak very well."

"Is that so? Then Ah Yuan has to work hard!"

Mr. Kosakata also laughed. Since he decided to study in Japan, how could he ignore such an important thing as learning Japanese?

"A Yuan is very tall. It's rare to see such a tall girl. Are all your Chinese children tall?"

Seeing a girl as tall as Zhang Yuan in reality for the first time, Mr. Kosakata was a little surprised.

"No. It's just that my parents are taller, so I'm taller too."

After hearing what Mr. Xiaosakatian said, Zhang Yuan was a little bit dumbfounded, but he still explained it to him patiently.

"In fact, I am taller than many boys in China. Because of my height, many people think that I like sports, but in fact, I am the kind of person who can lie down and not sit."

"Don't you like sports? That's a pity. My friend Xiang likes sports very much. I thought you two are about the same age, and you can be companions when you play."

Mr. Kosakata had a look of regret on his face.

"It doesn't matter. I heard that Miss Kosakata is very good at housekeeping, and mine is also good at housekeeping. We can also be companions in this respect."

Zhang Yuan thought about it, and comforted Mr. Kosakata.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, she can get by with sports and housekeeping."

When his daughter was praised, Mr. Kosakata burst into laughter as a matter of course.

"I heard that A Yuan has been escorted to the experimental class?"

"Well, yes. The recommendation result was confirmed in July. I applied to come to Japan as an exchange after I heard the news."

Zhang Yuan replied calmly, as if it was a very common thing.

"Ah, here we are."

Mr. Kosakata stopped the car in front of a three-story villa.

At this time, Tomoka Kosakata was already waiting at the door.

"Dad, you are too slow. I have been waiting at the door for almost half an hour."

Seeing her father coming back, Peng Xiang hurried over.

"Isn't this Zhang Yuan's first visit to Japan? It's normal to have a little problem halfway." Mr. Kosakata said unhurriedly.

"I'm not complaining about Zhang Yuan at all!"

In fact, Pengxiang felt that his father hadn't done a good job, and agreed to pick up Zhang Yuan himself to save time.As a result, it took Zhang Yuan even longer to get home.

Mr. Kosakata understood what Pengxiang meant, and the two of them were speechless for a while, and the air was a little quiet.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Yuan smiled, broke the awkward atmosphere, and took full responsibility.

"This has nothing to do with Uncle Kosakata, it's because I didn't learn Japanese well, it's because I caused trouble for Uncle."

"Your name is Xiaosakata Tomoka, so can I call you Tomoka from now on?" Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, waiting for Tomoka to shake hands with her.

"Of course." Pengxiang felt a little embarrassed, blushing and scratching her head.

"My father called you A Yuan, so can I call you A Yuan too?"

"Yes." Looking at Pengxiang's appearance as a child, Zhang Yuan twitched his lips and smiled softly.

Seeing Zhang Yuan's smiling face, Peng Xiang suddenly stared at Zhang Yuan and was dumbfounded.

"What's the matter, Pengxiang?" Pengxiang's sluggish expression made Zhang Yuan a little confused.She thought she had done nothing wrong.

"Ah, it's nothing." Peng Xiang scratched her head again, and explained, "It's the way A Yuan smiles that always gives me a feeling of déjà vu."

"Déjà vu?"

This description is a bit strange to Zhang Yuan—even though she often goes abroad to play, she has never been to Japan.

"Yeah, maybe it's my delusion, so don't think too much about it." Peng Xiang stammered, then looked up at the sky, the red clouds had covered the whole sky, "Okay, come in, look at the sky, It's getting late, and I have to go to school to report tomorrow!".

"Okay." Zhang Yuan picked up his bag and looked up at the sky. The sun had already set on the waist of the building in the distance.