There were a few snowflakes floating outside the window, and Chi An looked at the white sky through the window, and the snowflakes fell from the clouds, falling downward, and falling into the red-decorated and lively earthly world.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, although the heating in the building is fully turned on, the empty corridor is still a little cold, even if the flow of people is strong. It was still a long time before it was her turn to rehearse, and she ran out to breathe.

Hearing someone calling in the stairwell, Chi An wanted to avoid it, but when she listened carefully, it was her assistant's voice: "...... It's all good, and it's not cold in Beijing...... Well, don't worry...... I'm going to talk to my boss about asking for leave today...... People are celebrities, and if they want to go to the event, of course they can't go home on time for the holidays...... It seems to be from the Northeast, but I haven't seen her contact the family......"

There is a drawback in doing Chi An's business, when others are reunited, turn on the TV, they have to be on stage, singing and dancing, cheering the audience and adding color to the festival.

She's happy to be busy, she's homeless. Even her assistant has to follow her around and work sleeplessly.

She sighed in the window, the glass was covered with white fog, and she couldn't see clearly, she stretched out her finger, hesitating to draw something, but she didn't draw it.

Seven-year-old Chi An sighed on the glass and carefully drew a small flower. A big hand suddenly stretched out and hit her little hand, she turned her head in fright, and her mother scolded dissatisfiedly: "I finally wiped the glass clean!" Don't scribble! ”

Xiao Chi'an's eyes were sour, she had already seen Wang Jiayi's mother next door take her to cut the window flowers, Wang Jiayi also brought it out to give her one, Wang Jiayi's hands were not coincidental, the window flowers were cut crookedly, and they were ugly.

Koike asked, "Will your mother stick this to the window?" ”

Wang Jiayi raised her head and replied: "Of course, my mother said that of course my window flowers are to be cut by me!" This one is given to you, you cut it according to it, and you ask your mother to paste it when you turn around. ”

Koikean looked at the glass where the white fog had not yet faded, where did he dare to mention the matter of pasting window flowers.

Tomorrow is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Dad finally returns, because she hears Mom greeting Dad coldly, like a guest who has not paid his account on credit.

"Girl, you've grown taller again."

Dad stretched out his big rough hand and rubbed her head affectionately, but in fact unfamiliarly.

Koike An took an unnatural step back.

Yes, she has grown taller, since the last Chinese New Year, she has grown a lot taller like a willow tree, but so what?

It's just that when her mother threw her new clothes, she reprimanded her twice: "Grow so fast, I have to spend money to buy it for you!" "That's it.

She didn't know how to answer, so she ran to the room with a humming sound.

Like her father, she doesn't know how to get along with each other, and the long-term separation makes the two of them not as good as neighbors, and they subconsciously want to avoid each other.

Soon after closing the door, I heard my parents arguing over the expenses of the family and the expenses of the elderly's illness.

She covered her ears and squatted in the corner, thinking indignantly, "Dad might as well not come back." I really hate the New Year. ”

If she doesn't stay in the New Year, she can always wear old clothes without being scolded for new clothes;

If it is not the New Year, my mother will go out to gamble every day, come back full of alcohol and fall asleep, will not look at her, let alone scold her;

If you don't live in the New Year, you don't have to face your father once a year at a loss;

If you don't live in the New Year, you don't need to listen to them use quarrels to emphasize the fact that this family is in turmoil and can't make ends meet......

She hates Chinese New Year so much......

"Mr. Chi An-"

Chi An suddenly woke up from her memories, and turned around to see a staff member walking towards her, "I didn't find your assistant, but fortunately I found you." It's almost time for you to come to the stage, please come with me. ”

Chi An said, "I'm in trouble." ”

The staff member was a girl with short shaved hair, and she waved her hand neatly and said, "We should do it." Teacher Chi An, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me, I have chocolate and so on. ”

Half a month ago, after she finished the rehearsal with Wei Heguang, she accidentally fainted when she got off the stage, and the doctor said that she was too busy, plus low blood sugar caused by dieting, and she would rest for two days. Wang Zhen hurriedly helped her send out a fan press release of "My friend said that Chi An fainted during the rehearsal this afternoon", which sold out badly.

Since then, no matter where she goes or what activities she participates in, there are staff members who come to remind her to pay attention to her physical condition from time to time.

"Thank you." In fact, she especially wanted to say to the girl, "Actually, I have a great body." But the fainting resume in front of her made her unable to open her mouth, so she had to thank her obediently.

She was only 21 years old, but she was already worried about whether her body could support it. She was getting old, she shook her head in her heart.

Even when she was a trainee in South Korea, she never fainted. When she was the most tired and bitter, the company was also poor, she couldn't afford to prescribe nutritious recipes and buy nutritious meals, in order to stuff herself into the smallest performance costume, she only ate one apple a day, and didn't even dare to drink more water. The training often started with ten hours, and after the pain and fatigue of almost killing herself, she had to rush to the composition class of the school next door, buy a second-hand school uniform, swagger into the school with a set on her body, and pretend to be a student sleeping on the table in the class to avoid being detected by the teacher. Later, she began to specialize in helping students who wanted to skip class, because she was not paid, and she was quite popular. After class, she went to the convenience store to work the night shift part-time, and in how many tired and dizzy nights, she helped customers warm milk and hot bento with a smile on her face, watching those people feast happily, looking at the dazzling convenience store containers, she was so aggrieved that she burst into tears.

She's not sad, she's tired, tired and crying.

Thinking of this not very funny homophonic stalk, Chi An laughed.

Even though 18-year-old Chi An only slept five hours a day, lost 14 kilograms in three months, and lost a lot of hair, she never fainted. To sum up, she is probably still young power, or rather, she overdraws her young power.

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"Sister Zhen, can I go to the Spring Festival Gala?" In the car back to his residence, Chi An called Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen laughed on the other end of the phone, "I hope you can too!" ”

Chi An turned his head and glanced at Lingling, who was not in a hurry.

"Sister Zhen, I want to give Lingling a holiday, it's almost the New Year."

Wang Zhen paused at the head and asked, "I remember that you still have a trip to run in two days." ”

"It's a small event, I can go alone, Lingling can go home now."

"Whatever you want, but she has to return to work on time after the year, and she runs to participate in the event alone."

"Thank you, Sister Zhen. If the Spring Festival Gala can't be arranged, then I can rest for a few days. ”

"Have a good rest, I won't tell you much else."

When I put down the phone, I saw Lingling with gratitude and joy on her face, and said to her again and again: "Thank you, Sister Chi An!" I'll be back right after the New Year! ”

Chi Anbian flattened his mouth: "I hope you come back later, so that no one pats me on the back every day and shouts 'There is no time!'" ’。 ”

Chi leaned back in the chair quietly, looking at Lingling's overjoyed way of sending messages to her family, with a hint of envy in her eyes.