The rest of my life [entertainment circle] + extra episode

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Just like the fictional persona created by the company for Song Ju, he is cold and indifferent, not easy to get hurt.

Hai Chaoyun didn't get Song Ju's answer for a long time, just when Hai Chaoyun thought Song Ju couldn't speak, suddenly a voice came from his ear...

"When I started to show my pregnancy, the weather was still very cold. My hands and feet were often cold at night. I couldn't sleep because of the cold, or I woke up from the cold."

"I wanted to go to the hospital to wait for delivery, but I didn't have money, and I didn't have a birth certificate..."

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seven years ago.

Song Ju raised his hand and caught a snowflake in his palm.

It's starting to snow...

Winters in this city are always too long.

Song Jian was sitting on the flower bed in the square, and the lights were just coming on, and there were couples coming and going.

On the big screen in the square, there are advertisements and a few current affairs news on it.

The glamorous host spoke the news in a correct tone.

Song Ju pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but he didn't get the news he wanted.

The same-sex marriage law has been passed, and the news keeps talking about same-sex marriages and same-sex births during this period.

But he didn't mention a word about the turmoil at the beginning. It seemed that if he didn't say anything, he looked like the country was peaceful and the people were safe.

But news or not, apart from Song Ju, not many people care about it.

People are always so hot for 3 minutes.

Song Ju raised her hand and breathed into the cold palm, the warm feeling made her feel comfortable.

There is heating in the shopping mall, and she has been in it for a long time. When the night market opens, the traffic will suddenly increase, so she has to set up a street stall.

Leaving the comfort zone is an extremely painful thing, but Song Chen is used to it.

Actually nothing.

Song Ju raised his hand and rubbed gently on his abdomen.

"Good boy..."

"When I find Chaoyun..."

Song Ju lowered her eyes, and she didn't know why she had to find Hai Chaoyun.

Didn't the appearance of the steward Hai at the beginning explain everything?

Hai Chaoyun remembered everything, and then left him, leaving nothing behind, except sweet memories.

So what if Hai Chaoyun didn't die?

Even if Hai Chaoyun didn't die, he couldn't abandon this child.

Moreover, there was still a glimmer of hope in Song Ju's heart after all.

Hai Chaoyun just forgot himself for a moment.

When I find Hai Chaoyun, I will remember it.

Song Ju got up and walked slowly towards the night market on the ground that was beginning to be covered in pure white.

She sells trinkets, knitting, business...

No matter how lively it is, it's just a street stall. How much money can you make apart from the cost?But fortunately, it's easier, at least physically.

Song Jian sat behind the stall in the night market, looked at the glamorous people, took out an apple from his backpack, wiped it, and gnawed on it bit by bit.

This year's apples are really cheap.

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The apple was cold, Song Ju bit off a piece, put it in his mouth and covered it for a long time before he dared to swallow it into his stomach.

She thought the snow would stop soon.

Unexpectedly, until midnight, the heavy snow turned the sky and the earth into white, but it continued to fall continuously.

At midnight, the lights dimmed.

There were fewer and fewer people in the night market, and Song Ju packed up his things before he dawdled back to his residence.

It was already midnight.

The lights on the side of the road flickered from time to time, as if they were about to go out in the next moment, but no corresponding staff came to repair them.

When Song Ju pushed open the door, he woke up the neighbor next door.

The other party's voice sounded muffled from inside the iron sheet rental house: "I came back so early today."

Song Ju smiled: "Because of the heavy snow, we can rest early."

The person next door sighed.

For people like Song Yu who watch the weather and eat business meals, taking a break early because of the weather is not a good thing.

"Then what..." The door of the rental room next door creaked and was pushed open.

It was a young woman, at first glance she looked no older than 45 years old, but she gave off the aura of dying wood.

A pair of eyes are cloudy and can't see the slightest brilliance, and there is no other meaning in life.

Song Ju called out softly: "Aunt Wang..."

The woman who was called Aunt Wang by Song Ju nodded and agreed: "Hey, I cooked some porridge today, do you want to drink it?"

Song Yu originally wanted to refuse, but he protested with a grunt in his stomach.

After all, that apple is just a fruit. You can say that you are hungry, but you cannot be full.

In the small rental house, Song Ju ate mouthfuls, looked up at Aunt Wang silently.

I don't know if the porridge was too hot today, or the snowflakes melted into the eyes, which moved people's face. Song Yu felt that his eyes were watery, and he almost shed tears.

Aunt Wang is her neighbor who moved here.

Foreigners, once married and had children.

Later, the marriage was divorced, the children were not snatched away, and the hometown became a foreign country, and I didn't know what to do.

Later, she started working in a small factory here. As she grew older, Aunt Wang was also worried.

Because most factories don't need an older employee.

Aunt Wang sighed occasionally, worrying about her future.

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