The January night sky, like a black curtain, envelops the land.

On the curtain, it is dotted with bright stars, shining and dazzling.

Under the starry sky, there is a quiet, colorful neon lights, and the taillights of vehicles cutting through the dark night, which occasionally makes this silent night sky a little more noisy and intoxicating.

In the lonely night, there is a faint singing voice, which makes the night even more charming.

Seventh floor.

By the window, Zhang Shuqi held her chin and propped it up, occasionally showing a hint of a smile.

She was dressed casually today, as usual, a linen-colored knit sweater, a pair of casual black trousers, and a little different, she also wore a trench coat.

She left the window open so she could hear the singing downstairs more clearly.

Moreover, the downstairs window seemed to be open, as she noticed that the sound was noticeably clearer than it had been yesterday.

However, the wind in winter was still cold and biting, but Zhang Shuqi did not feel particularly cold.

The cold wind blew away her hair, like an epiphany that amazed the world in the night, very sultry!

Listening to the singing voices wafting outside the window, she can always get some relaxation and happiness in her mood.

She seemed to have fallen in love with the feeling, like a habit deep in her bones, even if it had only been for three days.

In most people's impressions, habit is a subtle thing, a gradual process, which requires time accumulation and long-term persistence.

But what they don't know is that sometimes, a person's habits are really easy to form, a few days, a day, or even as long as they need a glance......

Many people don't believe that looking at it can become a person's habit, but that's the way it is!

And at the end of the day, it's just a level of liking!

It's like listening to a song or watching a movie, or if someone likes it, some people hate it, and it goes without saying that you hate it, but if you like it, you will listen to it from time to time, watch it, and then slowly stick to it, and it becomes a habit.

Almost 99 percent of people are in this condition.

But what they ignore is that when you like something very much, for example, for example, the first time, at first sight, when you fall in love with this feeling, in fact, from that moment on, it has actually become your habit, but you don't realize it.

And even if you can't continue to do this for various reasons, and even, because of the time that you slowly forget, you will start to think that this is just your original whim......

But!

When you inadvertently do it again, that song, that movie, or that book, just one glance, you will resolutely fall in love with it again!

This habit is ingrained in the world, like a brand, that will not be forgotten for the rest of your life.

And at this moment, listening to the singing outside the window, it is Zhang Shuqi's "brand"!

It seems that for her, the words that she can hear for the rest of her life may be a special enjoyment......

"Why don't you buy this house?" suddenly came to her mind.

She knew that she couldn't live here all the time, and she would have to go back after a while, after all, she knew very well - no matter how willful she was, she had to have a degree.

But even so, she still wants to buy it!

Of course, this is not to make housing prices, after all, I want to wait until this kind of old community is demolished, and I don't know if I will get the Year of the Monkey......

And it was for this reason that the room had been unused, otherwise she would not have been able to find a place to live as soon as she arrived.

She just thought that when she was empty in the future, she would be able to return to this place, and she could still hear the song and guitar that haunted her, wouldn't it be a little happiness?

Well, I'll buy it tomorrow!

"Dark clouds, dark clouds, go away

It feels like you're challenging my optimistic optimism

What else do you want

I'm going crazy

Please do me a favor

Dark clouds, dark clouds, don't trouble me, no no no"

Very nice song.

The whole song is filled with a joyful atmosphere, giving people an invisible motivation, no matter what troubles, it seems that as long as you listen to this song, all of them will disappear.

Coupled with the sluggish voice of the lazy man, it seems to have a little more French mood, which is unpredictable but deep in it, which can be described as perfect!

That's so good!

Zhang Shuqi never thought that a song could be so popular and fascinating!

That's right!

Zhang Shuqi felt that the whole person swayed to the beat.

At this point, the singing stopped.

After about five minutes, the guitar started again.

Hey?

The melody has changed again?

"Is it a new song?" Zhang Shuqi's eyes lit up, and under her long eyelashes, it looked like a bright star.

It's like the kind of urgent surprise that a child has to open his birthday present every time, and it's addictive.

That's the biggest reason why she's so obsessed.

It's impossible to listen to a completely different "solo concert" every day in any one place!

"It was just a pop song, what kind of song could it be?"

Just as she was thinking about it with anticipation, suddenly, a complaining voice sounded: "What time is this? What are you playing? Hurry up and put it away for me and get ready for bed!"

Then, the guitar came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Shuqi was suddenly extremely disappointed, and muttered: "Don't! I haven't heard enough yet!" If she hadn't been embarrassed, she would have rushed down and strongly asked to play it to her alone!

She didn't feel sleepy at all......

But apparently, her complaints were to no avail.

Boom!

Downstairs there is a noticeable sound about the windows.

Zhang Shuqi sighed lightly, "I don't know if he will continue to play tomorrow?" Forget it, let's go to bed first!"

So, she closed the window too, and then looked at the time, and "yes, it's half past nine!" No wonder he stopped playing......

I don't know who he wrote these songs for? Also, he promised to write songs for himself, I don't know what kind of songs he would write for her? Will they be as good as these songs?

At this time, she is like a girl in puberty, full of curiosity and fantasy.

At night, silence has regained its silence, as quiet as a lake without waves, which is reassuring.

In the distance, colorful lights make the city even more colorful.

What does the quiet neighborhood and the hustle and bustle of the city center seem to portend?

The stars are like silver, more and more dazzling and bright, and in the darkness, there seems to be something growing......

(End of chapter)