After returning from his funeral, he lay at home for two days. This is also a very normal thing, and it is impossible for any other person to still be elated after seeing his unrecognizable "remains", right?

An Ning seemed to have reborn depression, lying in bed desperately hypnotizing herself, hoping that when she opened her eyes again, everything that happened now was a dream. However, it turned out that this was useless, and the old room did not turn back to the 200-square-meter apartment I bought.

When An Ning opened her eyes for the fifty-second time, she saw Meng Anping standing by the bed, his eyes red like a rabbit, and his face was full of panic and worry. She let out a long sigh in her heart, as if helpless and relieved.

As Meng Anning's life, it still has to continue.

An Ning looked at the dwindling money in her bank account, as if she had returned to the days when she first came to the imperial capital and was hungry and cold. This is a real return to the pre-liberation period!

Just when she was at a loss and had already begun to think about selling blood to make a living, Zheng Wei's call finally came late.

Zheng Wei didn't say much, just informed her to audition in two days, and he would send the script to the mailbox on An Ning's resume. From beginning to end, he was concise and to the point, not at all as eager as he was when he was looking for peace.

In fact, An Ning had already read this script once, but she still downloaded the file from her mailbox, printed it page by page, and read it twice. The protagonist of this story is called Xiqing, who is a naturally tragic character who has a tragic life that ordinary people dare not imagine.

From the day she was sold to her father, she never stopped rebelling against fate and struggled to escape from the deserted mountains to her home. Her escape lasted for ten years, but she never managed to escape.

And since the celebration was born, there has been no family affection. Her mother regarded her as a beast of prey, and never got close to her. Her father even disliked her as a money-loser, and scolded her for beating and scolding.

But Xiqing knows that her mother is different from other women in the mountains. She is beautiful and knows a lot. When she stood alone on the hillside and stared blankly at the south, her body would glow with warm colors.

The only time her mother told her about her hometown, which was a bustling and beautiful city where everyone was treated equally. Girls are also treated as treasures by their parents, and they can wear new clothes every day......

Not long after her mother said this to her, she hung her belt from the beam of the house and ended her life. She gave up running away and chose to commit suicide. That year, he celebrated his ninth birthday.

Her mother's death did not extinguish Festive's longing for the city, but as she grew older, her desire to leave the place grew stronger, as if her mother was guiding her in the dark.

Finally, when she was sixteen years old, her father wanted to use her to change the family business for her uncle, and she escaped. On the way to escape, Xiqing met a man named Liangge, she fell in love with this man, so she followed Liangge to a coastal city. The city is full of colour and is open to all those who yearn for heaven.

Xiqing followed Brother Liang and gradually became addicted to drugs. Later, it seemed logical that she became a sitting girl. Wearing heavy makeup every day, he smiled numbly. The days were getting as gloomy as they were in the mountains.

And what changed everything was a sudden child. Xiaoxin, a sister who sat on the stage happily, secretly conceived a child, but died of dystocia during childbirth. Before she died, she grabbed Festive's hand and handed the child to Celebration.

Xiqing took the child and fled to another city and lived a life of poverty. She poured all her desire for maternal love and her expectations for life into this child. She named this little creature Mingguang.

Time flies, the festive youth passes little by little, and Mingguang grows up day by day. They are like the most ordinary mother and son in the world, although they live a poor life, they are extremely satisfied. The neighbors also liked the polite mother and son.

However, fate never smiled at the celebration, and Brother Liang actually found her. The past that the celebration tried everything to hide was revealed little by little, and even more filthy was portrayed.

Those neighbors who used to be kind and pleasant now saw her, but they were like seeing a flood beast, and they avoided her, and even Mingguang began to distance themselves from her. Finally, after a heated argument, Mingguang snatches the door. He ran too fast and too fast to pay attention to the passing cars, and just like that, he left this world......

At this point, although the festive life is not over, her enthusiasm for life has ended. The script doesn't write about how she will live in the future, but the reader can fully imagine that she will be just a walking corpse in the future.

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Two days later, An Ning opened her eyes early, but her heavy head couldn't lift up. I finally moved to the bathroom and hastily washed my face, and when I looked up, I found that the face in the mirror was miserable and white, and my eyes were a little sloppy.

"Sister, are you okay? Your face now looks like Sadako's. Meng Anping held a spatula and looked at her worriedly.

"Something, I think I'm sick eighty percent." An Ning pushed Meng Anping, who was frowning, away: "Don't frown all day long, like a little old man, it's not cute at all." ”

She walked crookedly in front of her, and Meng Anping followed behind, for fear that she would accidentally fall down: "Sister, do you still want to audition after you are like this?" ”

"Yes, don't say it's just sick, today is a knife in the sky, and I have to go." An Ning collapsed in his chair and said weakly.

"I understand, acting is your dream, and you said that it is impossible for people who give up lightly to achieve their dreams." Meng Anping had a serious expression of "heroes know heroes", and brought a bowl of porridge from the kitchen to An Ning: "You drink some porridge first, and I will accompany you later." ”

"It's not because of some bullshit dreams, but if we don't go today, we won't be able to open the pot in the future." An Ning looked at Brother Meng's serious face, and finally swallowed the words that had rushed to his mouth.

I poured the chicken soup myself, but now I still don't want to tell him this cruel truth.

Brother Meng's porridge was boiled well, and An Ning sweated while drinking, and when he finished drinking, the hot sweat on his body slowly turned into cold sweat. When An Ning walked out of the door, the wind blew slightly, and she immediately shivered with cold.

It's over, and it seems that he is not lightly ill.