Time flew by, and it was almost the end of the year. The company gave a few days off, and everyone started to pack their luggage.

Except for Anyang.

Ye Yizhou dragged his luggage and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to go back?"

"No, brother."

"You can come home with me, and I'll call Ji Heng."

"No, you can go back by yourself."

Ye Yizhou had no choice but to remind him to be careful and go to the airport.

Anyang thought he was the only one in the dormitory. He didn't expect to see Min Yoon-ki sitting on the sofa when he opened the door. But then he remembered that Min Yoon-ki had a fight with his family, so it wasn't strange.

Min Yoon-ki was also a little surprised that Anyang didn't come home, but he didn't ask.

He opened the fridge and saw that there wasn't much food left. Growing boys always had a scary appetite.

"Brother, let's go to the supermarket. We can take out the pot we bought earlier and eat hotpot or something."

"Okay."

Winter in Seoul was unusually cold. Even with a scarf, it couldn't block the cold wind.

Anyang shrunk his neck and walked behind Min Yoon-ki. His brother pulled his hand and stuffed it into his warm pocket.

"Why don't you wear gloves if you're afraid of the cold?"

"It's hard to move with gloves. It's uncomfortable."

"Won't it be hard to move if you don't wear gloves and get frozen?"

Anyang smiled and didn't answer. He saw a familiar shop from the corner of his eye, and he grabbed his brother.

"Brother, let's buy a lottery ticket?"

Min Yoon-ki looked at the shop and said reluctantly, "Why buy this? I'll save some money and buy you meat."

"I heard that people who buy lottery tickets for the first time have better luck," Anyang said as he dragged his brother into the shop. "And I'm quite lucky. I don't have a big prize, but I can still hope to win one or two small prizes."

"Where did you hear that from? If it's true, your brother would've won the lottery a long time ago."

Anyang couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. "Brother, you really did buy it."

Seeing that Min Yoon-ki was about to turn around and leave, Anyang immediately pulled him back. "Brother, trust me. We'll definitely win this time."

After getting the lottery ticket, Anyang put it in his pocket and patted it. He whispered, "I'll leave Brother Yoon's new earphones to you, just this once …"

Min Yoon-ki walked out for a short distance and found that Little Tail was gone, so he came back to look for her. "Anyang, let's go."

"Oh!"

By the time they returned to the dormitory, it was already dark.

Anyang took off his shoes and ran to dig out the newly bought pot. After washing the vegetables, the two of them could finally sit down comfortably to eat hotpot.

The end of the year was the busiest time for idols. It was normal for popular groups to move around non-stop. Various end-of-year stages were also on TV. However, these were too far away for the two of them who had just become trainees. At this time, they didn't even know if they could make their debut or when.

"Hey — when can we make our debut?"

Anyang looked at his brother through the hazy fog. Previously, when they went to the supermarket, they bought some alcohol. Min Yoon-ki's cheeks were a little red from drinking, probably because of his fair skin. However, he knew that this amount of alcohol wouldn't make him drunk.

"Brother, what are you talking about? We just signed the contract not long ago. How can it be so soon? You're too impatient."

Min Yoon-ki glanced at his smiling brother and lowered his eyes. "Your brother came to Seoul with all his eggs in one basket. I left everything behind in hopes of making my debut. Children don't understand the determination of adults."

Anyang was a little unconvinced. "Then tell me about it. I'll understand. I'm only two years younger than you."

The music equipment smashed by his father, the hysterical scolding of his mother, the cramped rental apartment after arriving in Seoul, the songs that couldn't be sold for much, and the part-time jobs he had to find were all not suitable for children to hear.

Although Anyang came abroad alone, he had a few older brothers and relatives, so he didn't suffer much. His biggest worry was that he couldn't hand in his composition homework. He always had a childish air about him, so every time something happened, whether it was Ye Yizhou, Min Yoon-ki, Jung Ho-seok, or Kim Nam-joon, he was subconsciously excluded.

It wasn't that they didn't respect his opinion, but they felt that with them around, Anyang didn't need to worry about such trivial matters. He just needed to practice well.

Even if he was a slow-witted fool, An Yang could sense their avoidance. Because of his naivety and childishness, how could he prove that he had grown up and was about to become an adult, and that he was also a man who could take responsibility? This proposition had become his biggest worry.

Anyang waited for a long time for Brother Yoon's reply. He watched Brother Yoon silently open another bottle of beer. The straight-shooter once again displayed his "straight talk if you're a man" personality. He held down the bottle of beer and stared straight into Min Yoon-ki's eyes when he looked over in surprise.

"Brother, if you don't want to say it, then listen to what I have to say."

"I'm not like you who left home for your dream of being a musician. I just wanted to escape because my family made it hard for me to breathe.

I like to sing and dance, and I'm also interested in rap. It just so happened that Brother Ye suggested that I try being a trainee, so I came. "

"My father is a bad-tempered person. He's very strict with me. When I was young, I would get beaten whenever I was naughty. When I went to school, I would also get beaten if my grades weren't good.

When I told him that I was going to Korea to be a trainee, he was very angry. He thought that being an idol was a shameful profession. He dragged me into the study with a stick and beat me up. He hit me so hard that I could only curl up into a ball. I couldn't even cry out for mercy. I thought I was going to die. "An Yang patted his brother's suddenly clenched hand to comfort him." It's okay now. The injury from half a year ago is healed now. At that time, my grandfather came, so I had the opportunity to come to Korea. "

"My grandma said that only in suffering can the most beautiful flowers bloom. All hardships will become the strength for your growth.

"I don't know what Big Bro has been through. Perhaps what I've gone through is just a trivial matter to Big Bro. But those experiences, whether good or bad, created the current Min Yunqi. The songs and lyrics that Big Bro is composing now are all flowers that grew out of those hardships. The reason why no one knows about it yet is because the flowers have yet to bloom."

"There's an old saying in China that goes, 'Good preparation leads to success.' Now, as long as I write every song well and practice every dance well, there will be a day when I realize my dreams.

"My brother is so amazing. He'll be number one in the world in the future!"

Min Yoon-ki was originally quite touched, but when he heard this, he burst out laughing. He rubbed the head of the arrogant brat in front of him and said, "Ah, you were so serious just now. What's with the 'number one in the world'?

You haven't even made your debut yet. You don't even dare to think about being number one, and you're already aiming for number one in the world.

"People should have lofty ideals and ambitions!"

Anyang pulled down his brother's hand and stroked his own hair. "Only people with ambition can go far."

"Brat, you have a way with words. Did you change the song that you were sent back?"

Anyang couldn't help but widen his eyes. "How did you change the topic so quickly?

Shouldn't you be praising me for saying 'I'm really handsome'?

Why did you have to mention the song during the New Year?! "

When the song was mentioned, he was discouraged. After changing it a few times, it was sent back a few times. He was almost bald, but PD Fang was still not satisfied.

Looking at his brother lying on the table and wailing, Min Yoon-ki couldn't help but smile. This is what a child should be worried about. Forget about the chicken soup. Adults aren't as depressed and useless as you think.

…

In a personal interview many years later, Min Yoon-ki looked at Anyang's back outside the glass door and thought of the hot pot from that winter.

"In fact, although we often call Anyang a little fool, he's the one who sees things the most clearly.

He looks like he doesn't care about anything and does things that make no sense. He's naive to the point of stupidity, but he knows everything clearly in his heart. "

"His eyes are bright. He can see the bottom of people's hearts."

Outside the glass door, Anyang was holding a glass of juice and watching his brothers play by the swimming pool. Because he was laughing too hard, he slipped and fell into the pool with his juice.

"My watermelon juice ahhhh —"

"Brother!

Why did you pour the juice into the pool! "

"Ah!

Park Ji?

F！

Is the juice the important thing now?

Why didn't you ask me if I was hurt??? "

Min Yunqi calmly turned back the camera that was aimed at the outside of the room. "I'm sorry, can you cut out the words I just said?"