The next day, early morning.

It was early, but the room was pitch black.

Before six o'clock, Si Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, turned over in chaos, and subconsciously rubbed into the arms of the person beside him.

A few seconds later, she suddenly came to her senses. She opened her eyes in shock, and someone's jaw was reflected in her dim vision.

???

"Ling, Xi, Ze."

Si Sheng gritted his teeth and shouted this name.

"Um."

Ling Xize had not yet woken up, and when he heard her voice, he subconsciously hugged her tighter.

Si Sheng was a little doubted whether the memory of last night was confused, "Aren't you sleeping next door?"

“Recognize the bed.”

"pull."

Si Sheng squeezed out a word in anger.

Kissing her forehead, Ling Xize smiled, "I suddenly miss you and I don't sleep soundly."

“…”

Si Sheng suddenly lost his temper.

After a while, Si Sheng left his arms and came out of the quilt.

Ling Xize did not open his eyes, but subconsciously held her hand and asked, "Don't you sleep in?"

"Practice the bamboo flute." Si Sheng said, pulling his hand out, turning the temperature of the air conditioner a little, and saying, "You can sleep for a while."

That's what it means.

After washing up, Si Sheng walked to the study with the bamboo flute and communicated with Lin Yi as usual. With Lin Yi's numb expression on his face, he blew the bamboo flute with confidence.

next door.

Hearing the intermittent sound of bamboo flutes, Ling Xize suddenly turned over and sat up.

Since I have remembered, Ling Xize has heard Lu Qin's play, and has never heard such an ugly sound.

Collecting that Xiao Ni is suffering from such a devastation every morning as if he is in purgatory?

incredible.

I can't sleep this time.

Ling Xize left the bedroom with an indescribable mood, followed the sound to the entrance of the study room, looked in, and sure enough, he saw Si Sheng who was playing intently.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet, and the morning sunlight shone in from the window, half of which fell in the light, half hidden in the dark, soft sunlight shone on her eyebrows and eyes, bamboo flutes scattered in front, and the picture of playing with lower eyes can make people ignore the sound and enjoy only the visual beauty.

Ling Xize: "..."

Suddenly I could understand the reason why Si Sheng was so popular and was praised by Lu Qin again and again.

Just this face...what is creating some noise?

"How about it?"

After the song was finished, Si Sheng raised his eyes and looked at the door.

Ling Xize looked up at the bright sunshine outside the window, decided to follow his heart, and commented with great sincerity: "I'm deaf."

"..." Si Sheng choked and threatened coldly, "I allow you to think for three seconds before speaking."

"It's so polite to me." Lin Yi, who was shaking a fan in the yard, raised his eyelids and opened his mouth lazily. Then, he asked in confusion, "How did you stay at this level for a hundred years?"

"Have I improved?" Si Sheng was puzzled and looked at Lin Yi through the screen of his phone, "Teacher Lu praised me yesterday."

Lin Yi: “…”

Ling Xize coughed lightly and helped Si Sheng solve his doubts very kindly, "She has filter bonus."

"..." He was choked again, and Si Sheng's eyes swept over with a chill, "Don't you?"

“…”

Ling Xize was silent after a bad premonition.

Lin Yi could not see people, only heard the sound, and then asked, "What are you a partner?"

"Um."

"Go." Lin Yi hummed disdainfully first, and then commented meaningfully, "It's strange to hear what you say."

Si Sheng: "..."

If you criticize her, it sounds so pleasant to Lin Yi?

"That's all today, I have no hope for you." Lin Yi stood up from the rocking chair, complaining without any concealment of the tone, "A wasted my time going out to purchase."

“…”

Si Sheng touched the mechanism of the bamboo flute.

Early in the morning, I don’t give you any confidence.

She hasn't learned yet.

"etc."

The moment Lin Yi came to the camera and wanted to turn off the video, Si Sheng suddenly called him.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yi glared, and his face frowned, begging for mercy, "I beg you, you really don't have talent."

"Do you still remember the documentary theme song?" Si Sheng asked, "They asked me repeatedly if I really want to fill in the anonymous."

After a meal, Si Sheng added, "I listened to it, the ensemble of Di Xiao is very nice."

Lin Yi smiled and looked at her quite casually, "Even you can hear "whether good or not"?"

“…”

"There are a lot of songs in my house. The roof leaked two days ago and some of them were flooded." Lin Yi didn't feel any pain at all, and he smiled calmly, but his eyebrows were a little proud, "Look at me, do you care?"

“…”

Si Sheng was speechless.

The same thing is said, some people, no matter how high the outside world praises them, will be completely ruined if you have a little contact with them.

Expert?

master?

God, go to hell.

"It's really not a question you don't care about," Si Sheng thought about it. "Documentary is a small team. If you use your name, you might get a hit."

Lin Yi choked, "This, this is it?"

"Yeah, that's it."

Si Sheng nodded, unable to show off his pride.

Lin Yi hummed angrily, "You are so sarcastic, why should I take advantage of you?"

Si Sheng: "..."

"Let's go, go open a store."

Lin Yi turned off the video in anger.

Si Sheng picked up the phone fixed in front of him, pressed the lock screen key, and threw it aside.

The bamboo flute rotated twice in his hand, Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, and in the light light, he asked Ling Xize with a bright expression, "I'm really not good at playing?"

“…”

Ling Xize thought about it again and again and decided not to comment.

“…”

Si Sheng was silent.

After a while, she showed her spirit of not giving up until she achieved her goal and raised the bamboo flute again.

Ling Xize begged for mercy and held his forehead, "Actually, we can change the instrument, such as... a piano?"

As soon as the action stopped, Si Sheng said lightly: "I don't like it, it's boring."

"Guitar?"

Si Sheng raised his eyes, "I can."

"Drums?"

“With that.”

"..." Ling Xize gently stopped and sincerely suggested, "change direction."

The bamboo flute knocked on the palm of his hand, Si Sheng tilted his head slightly and threatened casually: "Do you want to quarrel?"

"In no mood."
To be continued...