A few days passed. In this way, Eno worked in Ouwen's company.

Moreover, she is also very attentive. Maybe it's because they're good friends, or maybe they really don't want to go back to that home.

It's been a month, and Ino hasn't been in touch with his family. She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"Hey...... Hey, Mom, I'm Ino. How is home?" Eno couldn't help but dial the phone.

"Nono, are you okay?" it was Ino's mother who got the call.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm here with my friend now, and you don't have to worry about me. Also, Mom, how are you ......" Before Ino could finish talking to his mother, he heard the voice of another person on the phone.

"If you have the ability, you will never come back!

I heard it, it was my father's voice.

Drip...... Drip......

The phone on the other side hung up.

Eno gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked out of the phone booth.

She looked at the crowd of people shuttling back and forth on the street, and she let go of something in her heart.

"They're fine, they're fine. Work hard here first, and then go back after a while, when their anger is gone. ”

Ino more or less let go of his mental baggage. Then, I got on the bus and went back to my accommodation.

Everything went so smoothly, and life became extremely uneventful, as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, I was taking a shower and didn't hear my phone ringing. You're saying, let me go to the Museum of Musical Instruments tomorrow and get some materials, right? Okay, I see. ”

Ino tossed her phone onto the couch and continued to towel her unkempt hair.

She walked over to the coffee table, took an apple from it, and took a bite.

Then, I picked up the remote control and clicked it, and sat down on the couch, munching on an apple and wiping her hair.

Ino, who hadn't watched TV for a long time, turned on the TV. She doesn't think about her family anymore.

“...... Waiji, you're trapped, trapped here. I'm willing, trapped here forever. ......”

Hearing the sound on the TV, Ino stopped holding the towel. She watched the TV and muttered to herself, "These lines are so well written, and they are so touching to listen to." This man is too good to this woman. ”

Ino casually threw the towel onto the couch, his eyes still on the TV.

"Brother Waiji......" Hearing this name, Eno felt so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. However, I couldn't remember it for a while.

Looking at it, Ino's eyes began to grow tired, and the TV images he watched were blurry. After a day of work, she finally felt tired at the moment.

She picked up the remote control and clicked on the TV again, turned it off, and then got up and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

- Waiji, Waiji

- Princess, where you are, where is Waiji......

- The shadow is at my feet, and the Waiji is in my heart......

- The princess is also in Huaiji's heart

"Waiji!" Ino screamed twice, and she woke up, sweating profusely.

She didn't know who she was calling, she only remembered the name, and she only remembered the words in her dreams.

Ino actually dreamed of him in his previous life......

Ino steadied herself. Then, she looked at the phone next to her pillow and sat up suddenly.

"Why is it so late?" she said casually, scratching her head, and quickly got out of bed.

She quickly freshened up, simply straightened her hairstyle, changed her clothes, put on her bag and went out quickly.

Today, she is going to the Musical Instrument Museum to get materials. Ino, who had already woken up late, finally squeezed into the bus and got out of the bus and trotted all the way to the museum.

"Wow! this is a big place!" said Eno as soon as he entered the museum.

As far as you can see, the museum is really big. And there are a lot of musical instruments inside.

She was here for the first time. She was dazzled by the ancient instruments.

"There are so many kinds of instruments here, I haven't seen many of them before. Ino muttered to himself as he looked at the instruments.

She walked along the exhibition hall inside the museum. At this moment, a musical instrument in front of her stopped her.

Ino stroked the glass with his hand and looked curiously at the one inside, "Huh, what kind of instrument is this?" ”

Suddenly, a wonderful feeling came over me. She closed her eyes as if the instrument was in her hands.

Ino's fingers flicked over the glass, and he played it so skillfully.

She opened her eyes and looked at her hand in amazement, wondering, "This instrument is the first time I've seen it, but it's familiar, as if I've played it somewhere." It's really weird that I can't put it into words. ”

Ino was a little confused. She looked at her watch, didn't think much more, and continued to walk to the reference room inside.