fatal attraction

Work will start after the new play, and there is nothing else to do except prepare for the accent that needs to be learned.

Yesterday was the day of the unified annual holiday, the streets were very empty, and the situation of working outside has almost gone back. There are only a few local people, and even the subway is a bit scary.

At this time in previous years, if Qiao Hanyin wasn't on the set, they would probably be celebrating the New Year at Yuan's house.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, all David TVs are nervous about rehearsing for the New Year's Eve Spring Festival Gala. The guests of the program are scheduled for more than half a year. In the early years, Qiao Hanyin also participated in the New Year's Eve Spring Festival Gala of a local TV station that is famous for entertainment, and she didn't have to breathe at all. Tone, from the rehearsal to the main performance, I was so busy that I was about to die, and I was worried that something might go wrong.

It's really not easy to do behind the scenes. When the audience is enjoying the effect of the program, the various project teams in the background are watching closely, for fear that any link is wrong, like a gear, and if it is not right, it will collapse.

Celebrities seldom go out during Chinese New Year. Married ones take their wives and sons for a reunion photo. Unmarried ones finish work early and don’t have to be oppressed. It’s obviously a good thing to be able to spend New Year’s with their parents. Those who run outside are either on the serious CCTV Spring Festival Gala, or they are rushing to work, posting a photo with the crew, eating a slightly heartier boxed lunch as usual, and it's over.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of living, and there is nothing to choose.

Yuan Yichen's mother, Ms. Hu, still called Ying Zhao. The woman's voice was always gentle, and she didn't mention anything about the juniors. Instead, she invited Ying Zhao to celebrate the New Year as always.

"I won't go this year," said Ying Zhao, sitting on the sofa, dressing her king with one hand. The object was obviously not cooperative, and kept stretching out his claws to show resistance.

"I'll come to see you again in the next year," she paused again, and asked, "How are Hanyin and Yichen?"

"I have no idea."

The tone of the elder on the other end of the phone was not very good. Ying Zhao knew that the other party was not very happy about the matter between Qiao Hanyin and Yuan Yichen, but Ms. Hu's character was not the kind of person with a strong desire to control, she was even too easy-going , the only requirement for Yuan Yichen is to live comfortably. It is probably because of her mentality that the son she taught is quite a gentleman, but he is a bit soft-hearted in dealing with others.

Ying Zhao smiled, "Then I'll drink with you next year."

She and Xiao Wenqi brewed some wine before, but Ms. Hu also liked it very much. Occasionally, when she went to Yuan's house for dinner, she would drink two cups.

The next day, Ying Zhao went to a nursing home not too far from where she used to live. The conditions of the nursing home were quite good. At the beginning, her stepfather was not here, but a family in a neighboring city with a relatively low cost. nursing home.

But that second place was too remote, and it was not convenient to drive or take a car. After earning more money, she transferred the other party to the current place.

The man in the ward looked like he had run out of oil and the lamp was dying. He had closed his eyes like this for fifteen or sixteen years, and Qiao Hanyin had become a big girl, yet he refused to open his eyes to take a look.

The place is quiet and really good for recuperation.

Standing by the window, you can see distant mountains covered in snow. It’s too cold, and the suburbs of Beijing are covered with snow. It’s like this every year. The scenery remains the same, and so do the people.

Ying Zhao visits once every six months, and if sometimes he is too busy, he probably only has time to take a look.

After paying high medical expenses, you don't have to worry about the situation where the hospital forces you to leave again.

White walls, closed windows.

The man lying on the bed had some white sideburns. It had been so many years that Ying Zhao couldn't remember how old he was. He might have to look at his ID card to remember.

She didn't know this man very well, at most, he was the man her mother found later, who had been her stepfather for more than a year.

The man lost an index finger on his left hand. Every time Ying Zhao came to see it, he still felt guilty.

Many things are really not clear, let’s say it’s karma, but we can’t be so sure.

When she was in the second year of junior high school, she was very skinny, she liked to run around, and pranks were common. Qiao Hanyin didn't like them, so she stayed at home by herself, and Ying Zhao wandered around with Xiao Wenqi and his gang, chasing whose parents Either to go to the skating rink, or to sneak into the movie theater, without money to buy movie tickets, and follow the staff to mix in.

Although her stepfather owns a hardware store, he still goes to work in the cutting shop to earn some extra money by cutting metal. After staying with Ying Zhao's mother, Ying Zhao will also ask him for help.

One day I got into an argument with Xiao Wenqi, because Xiao Wenqi had a very social boyfriend, and Ying Zhao had seen him steal things before, and after breaking up, he went to the cutting field to find his stepfather, planning to be with him go home.

Who knew that Xiao Wenqi was so angry that her head was smoking, she still came to find Ying Zhao in the evening, but unexpectedly, she came on her mother's motorcycle.

Boom boom boom, usually Ying Zhao drives this thing, because Xiao Wenqi is not as tall as Ying Zhao, and every time he has to stand on tiptoe, this time his brain is pumped, and he actually drove it all the way for her, the cutting workshop is huge, the door They were all open, and she rushed in. Ying Zhao, who was squatting aside and fiddled with things by himself, was startled by her.

"You are insane, why are you driving in!!"

Xiao Wenqi had a bitter face, "I'm scared to death, Zhao, I'm here to find you!!"

She was howling, there were few people in the factory at the moment, but usually there were people driving in the car, but no one paid attention to it, the sound of cutting metal was very loud, Ying Zhao's stepfather was very focused and didn't pay attention.

Ying Zhao reached out and wanted to pull out Xiao Wenqi's car key, but the other party slowed down, and logically it could be pulled out, and she even took the other's hand, trying to get her off.

But Xiao Wenqi didn't listen to his brain. There was a bang, the accelerator was turned, and the car rushed forward. Ying Zhao was thrown to the ground. The stepfather over there saw it and dropped the machine to help her. The machine under her hand was not turned off, and it was on her shoulder. With such a hand, the little finger touched it, and the cutting machine was very sharp, and it was cut off immediately.

Ying Zhao's stepfather is a man with a good temper. He looks very ordinary, and he is a little too thin, like a stick. He is not a good match for Ying Zhao's charming mother.

But living together is pretty good. Ying Zhao’s mother has a bad temper. There are not many people in the neighborhood who haven’t quarreled with her. She doesn't look like a girl, she looks like a monkey, she knows how to beat boys all day long.

That night Ying Zhao was whipped by his mother with a broom for the first time.

Her mother beat her while crying.

"Can you save me some time!"

She's also a little heart-piercing.

The man he was looking for was missing his thumb, so he was disabled. If he was looking for a small worker, he would not be able to do a lot of work. Besides, it was her daughter who caused it.

Xiao Wenqi was also beaten up by her own mother, and was carried in front of Ying Zhao's mother.

If she didn't drive a motorcycle like a speeding car, she probably didn't.

If the two of them hadn't quarreled today, maybe Xiao Wenqi wouldn't have driven a motorcycle into the factory, maybe Ying Zhao's stepfather wouldn't have broken a finger.

But cause and effect can be deduced infinitely, but there is no way to change the result.

From that day on, Xiao Wenqi lost the qualification to drive a motorcycle. No one thought that she would become a driving school instructor many years later. She walked out of this little past, but Ying Zhao couldn't.A year later, her mother and her stepfather drove to the hardware city next door to buy goods, because the stepfather lost a finger, so he couldn't drive anymore. Her mother's car had an accident on the road, one of them disappeared, and the other became a vegetative state .

Her mother's driver's license has just passed the internship period. A woman who lost her husband in the early years learned to drive with trepidation for the future. Her second husband sitting next to her tried to find a way to be happy. Unfortunately, she Her life was not very good, the truck in front suddenly lost control, and then it was dark, and she couldn't open her eyes again.

Qiao Hanyin didn't like Ying Zhao in the first place, and she had a cold face when her own father broke his finger because of saving Ying Zhao.

She took it for granted that her father's turning into a vegetable could also be blamed on Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao didn't deny such cause and effect. After she took on Qiao Hanyin's responsibility, it was considered as repayment, and it also made herself feel less guilty.

But now she felt that her reward was at an end.

She glanced at the face of the man on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, and thought of her own mother who would never age in her memory.

It was a vivid figure, well-groomed, came from his hometown at a young age to work and married a local, and the man died after not having a good life, and became a beautiful widow.

It's not very good to look too good, because you are in the mud, or because you are in the mud.

Ying Zhao remembered that she had heard many people talk about her mother, saying that she was coquettish and seduced men, and there were many families in the alley, and she would always look at her when passing by.

When she really remarried, she said that she might hook up with his wife before she died.

Ying Zhao never believed such words.

But one day she accidentally overheard her mother and stepfather's night conversation, and suddenly found that the adults' world doesn't seem to be so black and white.

It's no wonder that Qiao Hanyin hates her and never looks at her mother.

She was a little speechless, let alone what she was thinking as the daughter of the one who hadn't died yet.

Qiao Hanyin is small, but she has a lot of mind and thinks a lot. She doesn't look like a child. Perhaps children with incomplete parents may be like this when they were young, and they are a bit precocious.

Ying Zhao's father died early, she was extroverted, but she was still struggling to live with her mother, so she would always be sensible.

Qiao Hanyin's precocious maturity fully showed her character. Too much hatred was sprinkled on the white paper, taking up too much, and she couldn't keep up with her maturity in other aspects.

She sighed, and stood by the hospital bed for a while, but she couldn't say what she wanted to say, so she left.

The next day was the New Year's Eve, and she hadn't contacted Kong Yitang for the past two days, but only occasionally saw the other party's activity while swiping through social software.

As usual, like ordinary fans, I lament the financial resources of Mr. Tang's family.

The food is a lot of money, and I can’t finish it, so I have to throw it away. The clothes I wear are several digits, and it hurts to buy the same style.

On the 29th day of the year, Ying Zhao boiled some wine by himself, cooked a few dishes, and made some food for the king, and ate while watching TV.

Her accent is fairly easy to learn, and she specially consulted several teachers from Shanghai in the theater, and sometimes she would suddenly laugh when she was facing each other.

The local satellite TV's New Year's Eve party is still well organized, but it's a bit hard to grab people, and the coffee seats are not evenly distributed. Ying Zhao saw that a satellite TV invited Cheng Tianhai, who became popular last year and became the number one trafficker. The cheering colors of the auditorium light boards scanned.

Cheng Tianhai turned out to be one of the male duo. His voice is better than the other member Wei Quan. Wei Quan is a little tender, and his voice is also a teenager's voice. Cheng Tianhai is not as handsome as Cheng Tianhai, but he dances better. .

Cheng Tianhai has always been the most popular in the group. After the disbandment, Cheng Tianhai acted in an idol drama and became popular overnight. There are many people on the Internet who say that he has a financial backer.

Ying Zhao knew that this group met backstage at the New Year's Eve party many years ago. At that time, the two were still terribly tender little boys, and they greeted each other, and the older sister shouted sweetly.

She took a sip of her wine and glanced at Cheng Tianhai who was singing on TV.

I haven't read the post on my phone yet.

She listened to the song while watching it. It was about the bizarre high-ranking of the popular Xiaosheng with the surname C. The "two-person boy group", "outstanding appearance" and "acting in an idol drama" in it were enough to lock the target.

The patron is presumed to be Kong Yitang of Xinzhao.

There are no pictures, and there are no high-brow ones, but there are noses and eyes in the talk, and there are people who pick up a plane from the itinerary and go abroad.

There is also the resources that Cheng Tianhai obtained, the endorsement grades in them are much higher, and there is also an anonymous user who said that he went to process Tianhai's advertising, and met Kong Yitang by chance.

Ying Zhao looked at it with great interest, and finally the doorbell rang.

The king pricked up his ears.

She took the wine glass and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was the beneficiary who was picking up on her mobile phone.

He is now her patron.

The woman smiled, not surprised, just said: "Here we come."

As soon as Kong Yitang entered the room, he heard the voice on the TV.

A little familiar, looking up, it is an acquaintance.

Her mind suddenly brightened up now, and she felt that Ying Zhao's smile just now was a bit meaningful.

She turned around immediately.

In the end, he bumped into Ying Zhao.

The crutch fell, and the wine in Ying Zhao's hand splashed on Kong Yitang's face.

Ying Zhao watched helplessly as her family's benefactor, who had been doused with warm wine, had wet hair and face, licked his lips, and gave her a smirk.