Han Feiyu sat in his room and raised his hand to look at the ridiculous toy watch on his wrist.

Fortunately, the most basic functions are still there, and the time is just eight o'clock, which is still very early before it is time to go to bed and rest.

Biu's voice.

Turn on the power button and turn on your computer.

When I opened Word, it crackled.

Today's task has not been completely completed, how can you go to rest so early.

After writing for a while, I felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, I realized that there was no sense of rhythm.

So I put on my headphones, opened the music software and started my daily routine of prostitution.

Listening to songs and coding words one day, this is a habit that Han Feiyu didn't know how to develop.

Sometimes I even listen to the cross talk between Mr. Guo and Uncle Yu.

Although I often finished scolding, I didn't even remember anything I had heard.

Hahaha.

It's a feeling that is inexplicable when you think about it.

It's weird.

He was originally a person who liked to be quiet, but he felt uncomfortable when he didn't have a sound in his ears when he coded words.

It doesn't matter if a song you've never heard before rings in your headphones, whether it's good or not.

Anyway, it is a virtue for Han Feiyu.

It's rare to be lucky enough to hear a song he likes.

No, what keeps echoing in his mind now is a song full of electricity, Han Feiyu rarely looked down curiously at the lyrics group on the mobile phone screen.

Good guys, the singer's line is a string of English letters that make me feel dizzy just by looking at it.

Are people so unique in their tastes nowadays?

Is this kind of song able to be topped to the top of the charts?

Han Feiyu poured a cup of hot water, too lazy to continue thinking about these things that had nothing to do with him, and started the codeword journey again.

Light a cigarette and dance your fingers wildly on the keyboard.

Zu'an has studied for eight years, and the achiever has a unique ability.

With full attention, he is not afraid of anyone suddenly appearing behind him.

After all...... The door to his mother's room has been locked.

Hahaha.

Song Yichen, a hateful woman, even if she holds the wine bottle and drinks it, anyway, this time he is determined not to care.

Absolutely!

╭(╯^╰)╮

"Han Feiyu! Han Feiyu! Come out quickly!"

However, before Han Feiyu could calm down for a few minutes, Song Yichen's shouts came from outside the room.

“......”

Han Feiyu's fingertips paused, sighed helplessly, took off the headphones and pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

I saw that in the living room, Song Yichen was holding a glass of water, pointing to the lilac liquid filled with it, and his face was full of incredible expressions, "Wow, wow, look, this wine has a lot of bubbles!"

Han Feiyu: "......"

"Bang".

Decisively and without hesitation, he retracted into the room and slammed the door shut.

Granny drops.

After staying there, Han Feiyu was really afraid that he couldn't help but throw the cigarette butt in his hand on Song Yichen's face.

At the end of this day, everyone else will have a nervous breakdown.

No wonder I've been sleepy lately.

There is such an ancestral living treasure living in the house, and it is strange that you can sleep peacefully this night!

Han Feiyu took a deep breath, resisted the urge to scold, pushed away the chair and sat down to continue the great cause of coding.

This time, I finally completed the task safely and smoothly.

After some careful and meticulous revisions, copy and upload.

The upper right corner is crossed out.

Raise your arms and stretch your slightly numb muscles and bones, which is much easier and more comfortable.

Finish the day.

Perfect！

I don't even bother to look at the reviews and data.

Look at it or not, it's like that anyway, it won't get better or worse.

There are some things that just do your best.

Han Feiyu closed his eyes and leaned aimlessly on the seat, and after resting for a while, he stood up and picked up the broken wooden guitar in his room.

He cocked his legs and held the guitar in his arms, and wiped it with his right hand.

The acoustic guitar suddenly made a noisy sound.

It's like protesting against the rough treatment he's been given.

However immediately followed in the next second.

Han Feiyu lowered his head and bounced away seriously.

"The little yellow flower of the story has been floating since the year it was born. ”

"The swing of childhood has been flickering with my memory until now. ”

“Re So So Si Do Si La”

“So La Si Si Si Si La Si La So”

"Blowing the prelude and looking at the sky, I remembered the petals trying to fall. ”

Suddenly, there was a "pop", and the guitar stopped abruptly.

Han Feiyu's hand also spread his five fingers and pressed on the strings.

At the door of the room, a small head popped out, and he glanced up like a thief, not daring to look directly at Han Feiyu's gaze.

“......”

Miscalculation, damn forgot to lock the door of the room!

Han Feiyu looked at Song Yichen who was looking around with a straight face, and he really didn't know what to say.

Glancing at the shoes hanging on her feet, she only felt that her forty-one shoes seemed to be about the same size as her face, and I didn't know what the result would be if I took it on the spot.

Anyway, those buzzing mosquitoes have no way out of life under his shoes.

Song Yichen smiled and asked tentatively, "I'm in!"

Han Feiyu: "......"

o(TヘT o)

If you want to come in, come in generously, no one comes, but why do you say it so obscenely.

Gan!

Fortunately, Song Yichen is a girl.

Otherwise, the identity of men and women will be changed, and you will see if the master hammers you!

Song Yichen saw that he didn't speak, so he agreed by default, so he pushed open the door of the room and walked in with small steps.

Unceremoniously sat on Han Feiyu's tidy bed.

The unintentionally wrinkled sheets instantly wrinkled and dented.

Song Yichen didn't come in alone, and he was followed by the "flower arm" who inspected the territory.

Of course, she didn't forget to hold the bubbling strange wine that Han Feiyu had just "served" with both hands, as well as two cups.

"Hehehehe, I thought about it, drinking is not interesting for a person after all, why don't you drink with me. ”

Song Yichen's face was still flushed, and half of the wine bottle placed on the side of the bedside table had disappeared, obviously pouring into her stomach.

Han Feiyu rolled his eyes angrily, noncommittal, and prepared to pick up the guitar in his arms.

However, Song Yichen stopped him and said, "Don't put it away, keep playing, I haven't heard you play the guitar before." ”

Listen to your sister.

Ao, by the way, I forgot that Song Yichen didn't have a sister.

Han Feiyu's skull exploded, and she looked down to find that she was not wearing slippers, and her two little feet, which were extremely white under the light, were just on the floor, without any decorations, as if they were naturally carved. For some people with strange fetishes, it can definitely be called a weapon of mass destruction.

Ahem.

Han Feiyu just glanced at it by chance.

Absolutely! absolutely!

"Why stopped, hurry up, hurry up, keep playing, I want to hear it. ”

"Xiao Yuyu ~ The Lun family wants to hear ~"

Song Yichen's eyes narrowed, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky tonight.

When Han Feiyu heard this, pimples appeared all over his body in an instant.

Grandma drops, overlapping words, disgusting heart!

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but want to move away from her and move the seat back a little.

That's when I feel better.

"It's not okay to talk about people. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Han Feiyu: "......"

▄█▀█●

Finished bird, this is really hopeless.

Han Feiyu ignored the hopelessly crazy woman in front of him, picked up the water cup that she had poured on the table, and drank it all.

Tsk tsk.

I didn't expect it to taste good, it turned out to be fruity.

Han Feiyu pursed his lips, and his right hand, which had been stopped, continued to pluck the guitar strings.

"The Day You Missed Class"

"The Day the Flowers Fell"

"The Classroom Room"

"How I can't see"

"Disappearing Rainy Day"

"I want to drench it again"

“......”

In the accompaniment of the guitar, Han Feiyu's voice sounded slowly, not deliberately releasing his sad emotions, but the slightly hoarse voice made people feel emotional.

"On a windy day, I tried to hold your hand. ”

"But the rain is getting so heavy that I can't see you. ”

"How long will it be before I can be by your side, and when the day clears I may be better. ”

“......”

The smile on Song Yichen's face before gradually disappeared, and while taking a sip of wine, he listened to Han Feiyu's performance intently.

"It's hard to love one more day. ”

"But at the end of the story, you seem to say, bye-bye. ”

A few minutes quickly passed between the phones.

The guitar sound also stopped.

Han Feiyu immediately put down the guitar and prepared to put it away.

Song Yichen, who was sitting on the bed on the other side, seemed to be thoughtful, and it wasn't until Han Feiyu was about to put away the guitar that she came back to her senses.

"Wow, Xiao Yuyu, it's hidden and doesn't leak, I haven't heard this song, what is it called, who is the original singer, I'll search for it. ”

Song Yichen's eyebrows fluttered to stop him, and at the same time he took out his mobile phone, ready to go to the original singer according to the title of the song.

Han Feiyu's five fingers spread out and pressed on her pink face, which was not yet the size of a palm, and pushed her to her head with a little force, and the whole person fell on the bed, her long hair was messy and scattered.

"The song is called "Sunny Day", go search for it, and if you can find me, you will have the same surname. ”

Han Feiyu said with a smile.

No matter how you say it, he is a big man of more than 1.8 meters, how can he be bullied by a girl in a joke.

As for why he often compromises with Song Yichen in every way?

Well, Han Feiyu can't think of a bullshit reason.

One thing to one thing?

It seems a little wrong, too.

Maybe it's because her name is Song Yichen!

(⊙_⊙)

"Ahhhh

Song Yichen, who was spread out on the bed in a large font, instantly stood up like a cat with a handsome little head.

"Cut, what's wrong with pushing you, I'm still pushing you!"

Han Feiyu gave full play to his death-defying style, and stretched out his finger and poked her shoulder.

Song Yichen frowned, grabbed Han Feiyu's evil hand, opened his mouth and bit his finger ferociously.

"Gan!"

"Song Yichen, are you a dog, let go of your mouth for me!"

Song Yichen stared at a pair of big eyes, panted and said, "You don't care if I'm a dog or not, I must bite you to death today!"

Convex (艹)

Han Feiyu had something to say, but he couldn't say it.

For a while, the two were deadlocked.

"Lift your mouth. ”

"Not loose. ”

"Hurry up, don't make a fuss. ”

"No! unless you promise me something!"

"Don't you think, if you die of this heart, I won't be threatened by you again!"

"Ahhhhh

"Ahh

"Hmph, that's right. ”

Song Yichen got Han Feiyu's promise, so he let go of his mouth and spat on the ground with a red face.

Han Feiyu withdrew his fingers and wiped them on his pants with disgust.

Stinky woman, disgusting to death!