"Who sent me a text message? It's so late, the director should..."

The expression on her face was a little confused and muttered strangely, but just after she saw the message displayed on the screen of her phone, the muttering words stopped for a moment and her eyes quietly opened.

The whole person seemed to be stunned.

Beside the dim bridge railing, a faint fluorescence emits on the mobile phone screen, allowing people to see everything displayed on it clearly.

[Baby, the temperature in Seoul is low. Remember to wear more clothes. If you are too tired to practice, take a break. Don’t work so hard, huh?]

...

…………

“…”

After pursing her lips that seemed to have been dry on the bridge for so long, she lowered her head and blinked her eyes hard. Then, she suddenly raised her head and sniffed, and glanced at the phone in her hand. When her little hand moved, she seemed to be about to put it in her pocket.

But suddenly, she paused again, took the phone in front of her, looked at the top of the narrow phone screen, in the name column, and then moved her fingers inexplicably, pressing the selected box to the name called "Mom", and then pressed the dial button.

"Dou...dou..."

"Bang."

After waiting for about two or three seconds, the phone was answered.

"Oh? Taeyeon, what's wrong? Isn't there a practice class tonight? My mother was afraid of disturbing you, so she sent a text message. What's wrong? Did you disturb your class?"

An extremely gentle female voice came from the other party on the phone, and a gentle voice. Compared to the cold wind she was standing on the bridge at this time, it seemed that it poured a touch of warmth on her cold heart.

However, this also made her mental preparation just now fail. She opened her mouth as if she was at a loss, but she only stammered her name, "I, my mom..."

"Hmm? What's wrong with your voice?"

Suddenly, something seemed to be heard directly on the other end of the phone, and the tone suddenly became higher.

"Hey. It's really... you've been practicing too much again, right? No, I said, you girl, you want to be an artist, I won't stop you anymore. But, at least you have to know how to take good care of yourself, right? This is how it is done every day, your dad and I are worried and don't say anything, your voice..."

"Woo...! Woo...!"

Suddenly, a strange voice rang, causing the nagging sound on the other end of the phone to stop suddenly.

“Woo…!”

“Woo…!”

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become silent, neither side spoke, leaving only those whimpers that seemed to be extremely suppressed from time to time.

And a few seconds later, the gentle voice came over the other end of the phone again.

"Taeyon...what's wrong? Being bullied?"

The sound on the other end of the phone was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, but the trembling that pretended to be calm made her hear it very clearly.

"Woo...woo..."

She held the phone tightly with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, trying desperately to hold back the tears that kept coming out of her eyes. However, the hot and seemingly extremely cold tears could not be stopped.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly!"

Listening to the whimpering sounds of the phone keeping passing, the other end of the phone seemed to be excited, and the nervousness in the words was very obvious.

"I...I'm...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Hey! You kid said that!"

"I...wu...I didn't go to practice today, I...wu...I ran out..."

In a moment.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent.

She pursed her lips hard, raised her hand and touched the tears on her little face hard, closed her eyes and said as if she was willing to accept her fate, "Yes... I'm sorry, I... I'll let you lose..."

"Thank you for your hard work, we Taeyeon."

Suddenly.

She was stunned, her red eyes looked a little cute.

"Thank you...my child..."

On the phone, my mother's extremely gentle words came into her ears word by word, extremely gentle, but also contained infinite heartache.

In an instant, her eyes became hot. But before she could cry, a sound like a predestined person came into her ears.

"Don't be moved to cry."

“…”

"Puff, what~! Mom!"

After being stunned, she didn't seem to expect her mother to say such words. Her little face, which was originally covered in pear blossoms, couldn't help but burst out and burst into tears to laugh.

"That's right. This is my daughter. Just laugh, Taeyeon."

“…”

She pursed her lips, then a firm light appeared in her eyes, and she pointed her little head heavily, "Yeah!"

"If you escape, escape. No, can people still be exhausted by things? Of course, you have to rest when you are tired."

The mother on the other end continued.

"But, Taeyeon."

"Yeah, mom."

She stood up slightly.

"There is nothing in the world that can be obtained without effort. Since you have chosen this path... just work hard! My mom and dad will support you later."

“…”

"Um!"

"Well, are you in a better mood?"

"Um."

"Well, then... I'm starting to teach you a lesson."

"……ha?"

"Ah! You girl! You, a girl, are wandering around outside in the middle of the night! Come back to the dormitory!"

“…”

She held her cell phone and stood in the wind, and seemed to be stunned. She obviously didn't expect her mother's reaction again, but immediately, she pursed her mouth and muttered, "I understand, Ms. Jin."

“…”

“…”

"puff."

"Ha ha."

A few seconds later, two laughters rang out, and then she listened to her mother on the other end of the phone and said, "Ah Yigu, isn't my child cold? Go back soon."

"Yeah, I got it, mom."

She raised her feet and gently kicked the railing, her mouth slightly raised, and her mood obviously became very good.

"And, you..."

"Yeah! I know! Go back soon, I'm dead."

She quickly hung up the phone, not wanting to listen to the instructions opposite her as if she would never finish it. She stood there, took a deep breath, and then blinked her eyes and looked at Jiang Jing in front of her at this moment.

Lights, shadows, ships.

Everything was the same as before, but her mood was completely different. She felt as if she had been healed, and her heart was extremely calm.

"call--"

Finally, she opened her mouth and vomited a ball of white breath. She put her hands back into her pocket, shrank her shoulders, turned around and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, her steps suddenly paused again and looked back inexplicably.

The river surface in the dark is sparkling like someone's eyes...

"What is he doing now?"

In the winter night, a whisper that was so slight that people couldn't hear any emotions drifted in the wind...

-(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!