The next day, the Lunar New Year, the first day of the Yichou Year, not to mention the new year and new atmosphere of the whole South Korea, but there is a festive atmosphere of thousands of families welcoming the spring and waiting for reunion everywhere. Everyone is greeting the new year with a smile on this festive festival, hoping for a new beginning.

Whether it is children, adults, or elderly people, they always smile and say with a smile: Happy New Year!

Choi Junxi and some popular singers were invited by various TV stations to attend various New Year songs, New Year specials, etc. The entire TV circle was filled with a busy and noisy atmosphere.

The artists are naturally so busy that they can have a clone that can be used for one minute or two minutes. Even the food is used by these celebrities in the car, which shows how much work they have. When they are so tired that they can fall asleep while standing and their bodies are about to fall apart, the day when the whole country is celebrating is over.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, at around 4 a.m., Lin Mu sent Cui Junxi, who had finished his trip, back home.

"Jun-seok, I'm home, go up and go to bed." Lin Mu only woke him up until he reached downstairs.

Choi Junxiu then suddenly jumped up and rubbed his eyes, "Have you arrived home?"

"Um."

"...Thank you brother." He opened the car door and breathed the cold air in the early morning. Choi Junxi, who was tired, turned around and showed a faint, sincere smile.

"Happy New Year."

Lin Mu smiled.

"Happy New Year."

Carefully opened the door, Choi Junxi tiptoed into the house in the dark.

In the dark living room, the standby light of an electrical appliance was jumping, and the whole room was silent. Cui Junxiu walked to the door of his room in the dim night.

Just as they were about to hold the door handle, the lights on Choi Mingxiu and his wife's room were lit, and Park Tae-hee walked out in a single dress.

"Jun-seok is back?"

"Grandma, why are you getting up?" Looking at the old man's elegant face, Cui Junxi was both moved and worried. "It's cold, wear more clothes..."

"…Jun-seok is back?" Choi Ming-soo, the inner room, said.

"Yes, grandpa." Choi Junxiu said anxiously.

"Have you eaten...haven't you?"

"……have eaten."

“Tired?”

“…It’s okay, grandpa.”

"Then, let's take a break. What... I'll talk about it tomorrow."

“…Yes, grandpa.”

It was very ordinary and concise, but Choi Junxiu, who entered his room, almost burst into tears.

Looking at the bright and beautiful self in the mirror and listening to the old man outside the house turning off the lights again and entering the house, Cui Junxi was filled with apology and guilt for his close relatives.

The lights in the house were too bright, which made Choi Junxi unable to help but shed a tear...

Wrapped in the familiar sheets and smelling the familiar smell, Choi Junxi, who was obviously too tired, couldn't sleep.

Half a fee, he took his cell phone in the dark.

Click on a series of software, and it was full of New Year's greetings sent to him by all kinds of people. There were Girls' Generation, Kara Han Seung-yeon, Park Kyu-ri and others, and even afterschool's Uie and solo singer Sun Danfei also sent him a few words...

(Opa) Happy New Year.

…,…

In contrast, during this day, he also sent countless congratulatory messages and phone calls to familiar and unfamiliar colleagues, seniors, and juniors to wish you New Year's greetings, congratulations to the New Year, etc.

Among them, Lee Hyo-ri's is always the first one, whether it is sending or replying.

"Happy New Year"

"Sister, Happy New Year!"

"What are you doing?"

"Run the announcement, xxx performance..."

"Ah, I look forward to your performance!"

"Thanks."

"What are you doing?"

"On the way to xxx to congratulate the performance..."

"Thank you for your hard work, fighting!"

"Thanks."

"sister"

"Um?"

"What are you doing?"

“It’s so boring to attend a fashion celebration co-sponsored by xxx and xxx.”

"hehe."

In addition, there are also things like "I'm so tired, I'm so bored." "So, I'm playing flower cards with Zheng Baoyun and the others...", etc., it's so boring and boring, and it's so "showing dog food" that everyone around me rolled their eyes.

And the last one was sent by Lee Hyo-ri, who ended first.

‘I’m home, good night’

Unfortunately, Choi Junxiu was already dizzy at that time, so he didn't reply for the time being.

Now, lying in the warm quilt and feeling the festival Yuqing in the sky that seemed to be ringing, Cui Junxi was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help calling the familiar phone number.

“Doudu.”

The familiar blind voice in the past was so clear and anxious that Choi Junxi's heart was burning. In just ten seconds, it seemed as if decades had passed.

"Hello?"

The phone was connected, and the familiar voice of Yujie sounded, "Jun-seok?"

Obviously, she had just woken up from her dream, and her voice was hoarse and vague.

"What's wrong?"

“…”

In the darkness, Choi Junxiu actually forgot what he wanted to say, but just listened quietly to the familiar breathing of the sister in his ear, as if she was by his side at this moment.

"……Um?"

Lee Hyo-ri also looked at his phone strangely. After confirming that it was correct, he spoke again: "Jun-seok?"

Still silent.

"..." Finally, Lee Hyori vaguely noticed something, and suddenly clenched inside, and his breathing became heavy.

"Yes, is there anything?"

After half a minute, more than half a minute, Choi Junxiu didn't make a sound, only his steady and powerful breathing was exhaling and inhaling in the dark.

Lee Hyo-ri's heart was gradually infected by him.

“…”

Two people, two hearts, are breathing tightly in the darkness and blending.

Half a minute, the man spoke without any respect.

"I miss you."

“…”

"We'll go climbing the mountain when we have time," he invited.

Lee Hyo-ri's heart finally beat like a big cowhide drum.

"How about it?"

He asked.

I still use plain language.

"...Okay." Lee Hyori said in a panic.

"Then I'm sure I'll see you in a few days," he said.

“Not on the show!”

"……Um."

At this moment, Lee Hyori was weak and had a very hot face. He couldn't even remember how he hung up the phone in the end.

Reputation represents respect, etiquette and... unfamiliarity.

Pingyu…

Is he expressing to me the expectation of equality...the relationship between men and women?
To be continued...