Lou Yifei tried many methods.

He pulled out a pair of silent earplugs from his suitcase and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. But maybe because the sound source was too close to him, he could still clearly hear Fu Cheng and Mingxin snoring one after another.

He pulled out another pair of in-ear headphones, plugged in his phone and clicked on the music player, trying to cover his snoring with music. But the music is too soft to cover it, and it is too loud to fall asleep. I had no choice but to give up.

He also tried a very metaphysical "sheep" method, but the first two physical methods were not good, and his sheep could only become more and more spiritual in the end.

After struggling for half an hour, Lou Yifei, who was surrounded by a surround stereo snoring on the left and right, finally couldn't bear it anymore, hugged the pillow quilt, and left the room with a pair of luggage, leaving the space to the two "snoring kings".

Lou Yifei originally wanted to find a room with no one to live in, but he didn't remember which room was occupied and which was not, and he didn't bother to go downstairs to check on the computer. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and thought that he seemed to have heard someone say during the day that Bo Xia's brother Bo Qiu had gone abroad, so his room should be empty, and he could live in it.

Just do what you say.

Lou Yifei was blinded by a black light, and he touched the target room with his memory, he was a little unsure, first tentatively knocked on the door, and saw that there was no movement, so he carefully turned the handle and opened the door.

Through the moonlight outside the window, Lou Yifei can clearly see the ornaments, trophies, and certificates on the shelves, all of which are related to racing.

Bo Xia's older brother is a race car driver, and this must be his room. Lou Yifei was overjoyed, and quietly went in and closed the door with his backhand.

Bo Qiu's room was cleaned before he left, and Lou Yifei could be moved in.

The room was so soundproofed that he could still hear a little snoring in the hallway just now, but now he couldn't hear it at all. He was finally able to sleep soundly.

But while he was lying on the soft bed, enjoying the silence around him, he suddenly couldn't sleep.

Lou Yifei was like a pancake, turning over and over, and finally sat up suddenly, looked at his watch, eleven o'clock.

No, he had to take a good sink.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pushed open the glass door of the floor-to-ceiling balcony and walked out, stretching with his eyes closed. This lazy waist stretched out extremely comfortably, and the bones of the waist and shoulders made a refreshing "crackling" sound.

When he was refreshed, he felt as if he had suddenly had some inspiration, so he hurriedly went back to the house and hugged the guitar out, he wanted to hurry up and play the inspiration into a melody, he was afraid that he would forget.

But his forgetfulness was so great that he couldn't remember it after just playing two sentences.

Lou Yifei scratched his ears and cheeks, what's going on behind?

"Poof......

A sneer sounded, startling Lou Yifei, he turned his head, and saw that on the balcony next to the left, Bo Xia was nesting in a drop-shaped hanging basket, holding his mobile phone and laughing at him.

By the way, Bo Xia's room is next door to her brother's.

Lou Yifei would roll his eyes in his heart whenever he heard people blowing Bo Xia's appearance to the sky.

When were these people blind?

He had seen Bo Xia with heavy makeup and light makeup when he was an artist, and he had also seen her face in the daytime, and he didn't feel anything. But only now, Lou Yifei really got her face.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on Bo Xia's face, and against the dim background around her, it gave people the illusion that her whole person was glowing.

Her facial features originally belonged to the sweet system, but when she was illuminated by the moonlight, she had a little cold taste.

Sweet and salty, it was originally very contradictory, but there was no sense of disobedience in her, but it added a trace of ......

Charm.

That's right, that's the word, charm.

Lou Yifei came to a new inspiration.

But Bo Xia didn't give him a chance to continue: "What are you doing? Why are you not letting people sleep?"

Are you sleeping? You're obviously lying there playing with your phone! Lou Yifei complained in his heart.

Once the inspiration is gone, Lou Yifei will never return, Lou Yifei dare not slack off, so he can only say good things first: "Sister, Sister Xia Xia! I beg you, I finally have some ideas, you just let me play for a while." It's just ten minutes, and after ten minutes I'll go back to sleep!"

"You also call it creation?" Bo Xia disdained, "You are holding back!"

Lou Yifei: "......"

Why does it sound like she's swearing?

Bo Xia continued: "True inspiration does not pass with time, and that fleeting thought is not called inspiration at all. If you can't write it, don't hold back, what's the point of worrying about new words?"

“...... I'd love to. Lou Yifei craned his neck.

"You're happy to write during the day, and don't disturb the people at night, okay?

Lou Yifei reacted at this time, yes, he was indeed a little disturbing the people.

But he didn't agree with Bo Xia's statement that he was not a creator.

He put down the guitar and said solemnly to Bo Xia, "Do you know how to create?"

This is not to ask for advice, but to rely on rhetorical questions to express dissatisfaction with her.

"I don't understand. Bo Xia was extraordinarily honest and didn't feel ashamed at all, "But I'm sure that creation is not hard to hold, even if you end up holding it out, it won't be a good work." ”

Lou Yifei was silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bo Xia became even more energetic, shook his head and said: "Have you ever gone out to collect the wind? Just write folk songs? Have you ever been in love? Just write love songs? I think you can also use your experience of practicing for seven years before making your debut to write inspirational songs." What do you believe in dreams, you believe, you believe in hope, you believe that you can fly into the sky and marshal canopy side by side......"

Lou Yifei was touched by her "Seven Years" against the scales, and suddenly became a little angry: "You are so powerful, what did you write?"

"So you see, I'm out of the circle. Bo Xia looked indifferent, "Actually, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's okay, you're not too young, watch out for your hairline." ”

Yes!!!

Lou Yifei felt that if he stayed here for three months, he would definitely be angry with Bo Xia!