There were no lights in the house, the windows were open, and the cool mountain breeze at night stirred the string of wind chimes on the eaves, and the clear and soft bells rang in the moonlight at night. Cast into the shadows of the trees in the house.

The surroundings were quiet, so the other noises were louder.

The sound of a gunfight could be heard faintly in the next room. That was when the neighbors took turns to visit, Jin Zhiyong, who hid in the bedroom in advance to play games, and occasionally Xia Yan's protest of "Villain, don't occupy my TV", and on the other side, the sound of Mom and Dad cleaning up the living room was also passed intermittently, and they deliberately lowered it, in fact, she could distinguish the speech.

“…… It's just that I'm full and have nothing to do...... What does our family Taeyeon have to do with them, I ......"

"Hey, be quiet, ......" was my mother's voice.

“…… I didn't agree at the time, you all said I was ...... What's so good about an artist, I can't learn it......"

"My daughter likes that ......"

"Alas......"

The words that grew lower and lower ended with a sigh that fell clearly in Taeyeon's ears as she lay on the bed, but she didn't know what her expression was.

Dad has always opposed her desire to be an artist, especially two months ago, she told her family that in order to focus on her career, she didn't want to continue going to school, and she was going to transfer back to Quanzhou to find an art school to graduate.

These days, I always think about the quarrel of that day, think of my father smoking silently, and finally turn into a speechless appearance, thinking of my mother's helpless mediation rush, and my brows can't hide my sorrowful compromise.

They must be disappointed, right?

She doesn't know very well, she knows that their consideration is right, the artist industry is too uncertain, especially for girls who are positioned as idols, and the vitality of acting is very short. Let's not mention whether it can become popular, even if it becomes famous, how many years can it be? debuted at the age of 18, and became famous a year later in an optimistic situation, so it only has 5 years of vitality, idol male stars, still can't hold the 25-year-old mark, not to mention girls whose youth is shorter?

After all, there is only one Lee Hyo-ri in South Korea!

The girl turned over, the rolled quilt unkempt her hair, wrinkled her clothes, wrapped the girl's petite body, only the feet were still exposed, the shadows of the trees swayed, a piece of moonlight sprinkled, and the nails glittered lovely.

The darkness rolled up by the futon finally cut off the outside one, and Taeyeon took a deep breath, trying not to let herself think about those troubles.

She was finally about to get closer to him......

"Whew!"

In the dimness, the girl who was far away in Quanzhou suddenly lifted the futon and sat up, the faint light reflected her figure, the lovely face was already crawling with sweat, the pupils were contracting, and there was still a throbbing of the heart contraction of the previous moment!

She was gasping violently, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and a brief cry of pain that stopped abruptly, pulled her wandering mind back.

A little dazed looked, not far from the ground, a little girl was rubbing her little buttocks with a sad face, trying to get up.

Seeing the other party, Taeyeon immediately woke up: "Xia Yan, why are you coming to my house without sleeping?"

"Uh-" Xia Yan panicked for a moment, but quickly reacted, looking nonchalant: "No, it's nothing, come and see if you're asleep." After that, he added with a hippie smile: "Taeyeon, I miss you so much, I want to sleep with you today, okay?"

Taeyeon didn't bother to pay attention to what this little kid was going to do, she brushed her hair weakly, and said expressionlessly, "It's not good, I don't want to sleep with you at all!"

"Hmph!" Xia Yan made an angry appearance and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but as soon as she turned around, she turned back hesitantly: "Taeyeon, you sweat a lot, are you okay?"

Taeyeon was stunned and softened her tone: "It's okay, I'm just ...... Had a nightmare...... It's much better now. ”

"Okay......"

"Hmm...... If you want to sleep with me, ...... Come on......"

"No need!haha, I know I'm not honest when I sleep, just say it, good night oh Taeyeon!"

"Uh, good night......"

With a bang, the door closed and returned to the silent bedroom, leaving Taeyeon stunned, and suddenly wondered if he was too cold to Ha Yeon?

However, five minutes after she sorted out her chaotic thoughts and went to the bathroom to wash her face, a sharp roar pierced the peace of the Jin family in the middle of the night: "Jin-Xia-Yan!"

The girl rushed out of the bedroom like crazy, and in the thick of the lights, the originally lovely face was smeared with sweat because of the black ink around the eyes and mouth, flowing out of the ravines, which looked extremely hideous, describing horror!

It's the moon and the wind is high again......

After a period of hecticism, the culprit Jin Xiayan, who disturbed the tranquility late at night, was finally caught.

The lights in the living room were turned on, and the sleepy-eyed Daddy Jin and Jin Zhiyong were trying to maintain Yan Sù's expression with muscles twitching, and not far away, classmate Jin Xiayan screamed and was pressed on the sofa, her little buttocks pouted in humiliation, and she was being beaten hard!

"Smack!"

"I made you scribble on your sister's face!"

"Smack!"

"I made you disobedient. ”

"Smack!"

"Do you dare?

"Don't dare, OME, I don't dare...... Help, Jin Zhiyong save your life......" Jin Xiayan screamed hard and begged for mercy in an attempt to get magnanimity, but unfortunately Jin's mother beat her too much, and she couldn't help but cycle it on.

"Smack!"

"I'll make you ......"

This is probably the end of one's own death.

Even so, Taeyeon, who went back to the bathroom to wash off the ink and came back, still didn't understand her hatred, although Kim's mother beat comfortably, but after all, the palms and backs of her hands were full of meat, seeing that Taeyeon took off her slippers and wanted to fight in the same room, she hurriedly stopped and persuaded her: "Okay, okay, I've already beaten her, and she knows it's wrong...... It's just a little ink, you see how clean it is, and your sister hasn't seen you for a long time, and you want to make out for it......"

Taeyeon was incredible: "Is there such an intimacy? she even ...... me" said, Taeyeon's cheeks flushed, and she looked at Yan Sù who seemed to be sitting there, but in fact, she knew that her father and Kim Ji-yong were in a daze, and she was a little ashamed to say it.

Obviously, Jin Xiayan, who has rich experience in fighting, didn't just make ink on her face!

Mother Jin, who understood in a blink of an eye, also had a black line on her head. However, the wisdom of working women always takes care of the whole family first, and it is only after they can talk about it that a bloody case is finally stopped.

Xia Yan, who had to be beaten, cried until she was tired, and the hustle and bustle was gone, but the Jin family still returned to the normal track in the early hours of the morning. Daddy Kim and Kim Ji-yong yawned and went back to the room, and Taeyeon-gu angrily carried the changed clothes back to the bathroom in the bedroom to be washed, and her mother accompanied her.

By the time it was cleaned up, it was already a little more than a little more.

"Alright, done!" Hanging up the last piece of clothing and smoothing out the folds, Mother Jin straightened up and subconsciously thumped her waist.

This slight action makes Taeyeon, who has always been a little puffed up and always rude in the process of washing clothes. Suddenly paused.

Mother Jin didn't care so much, just said, "...... Fortunately, it doesn't get much on it, and I will take it out to dry it tomorrow when it is dawn, so it should be no problem...... Well, if you don't want to, buy the clothes again......"

As she spoke, she turned her voice to an abrupt halt, and she saw her daughter sitting on the small bench with her head bowed, without saying a word.

"What's the matter? I'm still angry, alas, Xia Yan is a little naughty, but you and your brother were similar when they were young, and you were a sister...... Alas!"

There are many children in the family, most of the troubles are like this, love can not be as fair as sharing a cake, according to local conditions, there will always be a preference for a certain child, generally speaking, the younger the more preference is received.

But that's also human nature, in people's deep-rooted beliefs, older children always have to let their younger siblings more.

Sighing, Mother Jin didn't say anything more, stroked her daughter's hair twice, and prepared to go back.

The next moment, Taeyeon took her hand.

In the bathroom, a faint mist was swirling, the foam spilled from the previous washing clothes, there was still a little reflection of the hazy light, the water droplets slipped down, and in the intermittent ticking sound, Mother Jin looked back in confusion, and finally noticed that something was slightly wrong, squatted down, and looked concerned:

"Taeyeon, is there something wrong?"

Taeyeon shook her head, and after a moment, she raised her pretty face again: "It's nothing...... Oma, will you sleep with me today?"

"Hey...... How old are you......"

"Isn't it good?"

Taeyeon, whose skin is as white as a porcelain doll, is so coquettish that even Mother Jin can't stand it, but after a while, she surrendered, forgot even her previous doubts, and raised her hand to beg for mercy: "Okay, well, sleep with you!

Babbling out, Taeyeon looked at her back, a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and then the sweet taste gradually diluted, and finally returned to flatness, to the misty confusion in this bathroom.

The fog blurred the eyes, like a dusty memory, and the things that fell into the eyes were a little plausible, such as the imperceptible silver white of the mother's temples, such as the crow's feet that seemed to be carved deeper and deeper at the corners of the mother's eyes, such as the mother's figure that was worn out of shape by life, for example, the memory was obviously very soft, and the rough palm that had just rubbed her hair, but could hear the rustling sound.

There has never been such a clear understanding before, people, indeed, are changing.

At that moment, I remembered the teacher's words again.

The cold feeling seemed to be transmitted along the mist floating around her, and the girl shivered with cold.

My mother used to be very beautiful, but she was so refined by life that she lost her color, just life, there was not so much temptation, not so much harm, firewood, rice, oil and salt every day. Compared with such blandness, the entertainment industry is dangerous like a swamp.

She's about to step inside.

The future is hidden behind the vast white, I can't see it, I can't say clearly, what kind of person will she become in the future?

No answers!

What lingers in my heart is sorrow, guilt, joy, and fear.

It's even more sad......

……

Want to express a moment of sadness

Although it was not heard until it had passed

Close your eyes and feel it

Touched heart, and eyes towards you

……

Don't expect miracles

The road in front of me is so rough

If the unknown future cannot be changed

Don't give up

……

Guarded with unchanging love

My heart has been wounded

Eyes meet, we don't need words

In this still time

……

It's a feeling to love you

No more hesitation

Say goodbye to the repeated sorrows in this world

……

On the road to many unknowns

I followed the hazy light

Always with you

In this world of reunion

……

Feel alone in such a dark night

The sound of your gentle breathing

For a moment, warmth surrounded me

Pass it to you, all my tremors

……

When I think of you, I become strong

Let me stop crying

This instant feeling is with you

We met again."

……

In her sleep, Taeyeon's white face could be vaguely seen in the darkness, and a crystal clear tear overflowed from the corner of her eye.