The night is surprisingly quiet.

It's a secluded path that doesn't even have street lights.

Only the afterglow of the bright moon quietly sprinkled on the ground.

My shadow has also been dragged for a long, long time.

At a casual glance, I saw starry petals scattered on the surface of the lake beside the road.

On the still water, fluttering freely.

Zhou Yao is a neurotic!

In the middle of the night, I can't go to the village or the back of the store, leaving me here alone, I don't even have a car, how can I go back!

The wind at night is always mixed with cold.

I hid in the bridge, curled up and shivering.

My nose was cold.

Can't sleep at all!

It wasn't until the sky turned white that I climbed out from under the bridge and stood on a quiet path, waiting for the vehicle.

I finally waited for a taxi and arrived at the station.

Lost my money for a train ticket in vain.

I sneezed all the way.

After arriving at the rental house, I slammed open Zhou Yao's door.

At this moment, Zhou Yao was sitting on the edge of the bed, not knowing what she was doing.

"Are you crazy, why did you leave me alone last night. Did you know that I spent the night under the bridge! ”

"You deserve it!"

"Who the hell did you mess with outside, the man from last night, who the hell was he!"

"I said, don't worry about it, don't you bother!"

As if losing patience, Zhou Yao shouted.

Zhou Yao is sick!

Obviously, the matter started because of her, but she didn't think about how to solve it, but let me get involved in it without knowing it.

I don't want to continue to care about Zhou Yao's affairs at all.

It doesn't matter who he is, whether it's a ruffian or a hooligan.

When the time comes, if he really comes to the door, I will immediately draw a line with Zhou Yao and clear the relationship.

Since Zhou Yao annoys me, then I will ignore her.

When no one talks to her, she'll definitely come to me.

After closing the door, I picked up my guitar and practiced the warm spring sun.

But, just as I played the first note, I froze.

Very strange!

This is not the result I wanted at all!

Since the guitar that has been with me for ten years was broken by Qin Mei.

I bought a new guitar.

However, its sound is too crisp.

No matter how much I played, I couldn't find the feeling I once had.

Just like Zhou Yao said before.

The reason why I was able to succeed is because I have always buried all my past feelings in the deepest part of my heart.

The moment I picked up the guitar, it was like it resonated.

Those unbearable memories of the past will also rush to my nose and hover above my head.

With the beating notes, it goes on and on.

Shu Yang is gone.

Yin Lanlan left.

Qin Mei also left.

Even those memories that have been chewed hundreds of times are gone.

I found that the music I played didn't taste like it used to be.

While I was practicing the song, there was always the sound of ping-pong in Zhou Yao's room.

It made me uncertain.

Just as I was about to scold, Zhou Yao's door opened.

She didn't even look at me, pulled her suitcase, and was about to walk out.

"Why are you going?" I shouted.

However, Zhou Yao didn't pay attention to me at all.

I jerked up, tossed my guitar aside, ran in front of her, and stopped her.

"Where are you dragging your suitcase?"

"I'm leaving, didn't you say that this room doesn't belong to me, it's my dove that occupies the magpie's nest, and I'll give it back to you now."

"Are you crazy? You're not angry, are you? I was surprised.

"I'm not angry, I just figured it out. You're right, I shouldn't have bothered you. ”

As the words fell, Zhou Yao bypassed me and unscrewed the door to leave.

Seeing this, I grabbed her arm, dragged her to the living room, and slammed the door shut.

"I'm all angry talk, am I, Yin Xing, the kind of bastard who can't be saved when he dies?"

"What you say is true?" Zhou Yao asked.

"It's true!"

I touched my conscience, stared at Zhou Yao's eyes tightly, and made a promise to her.

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yao snorted coldly, bypassed me again, and was about to go downstairs with his suitcase.

"I've already promised, what the hell are you going to do!" I said anxiously.

"I'm tempting you, this suitcase is a bit old, and I'm not going to ask for it, so I'm thinking about throwing it in the trash can downstairs."

Zhou Yao laughed and finished speaking, without waiting for my response, he unscrewed the door and went downstairs.

I was left alone in a daze, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"Fuck off! Go before you go! ”

Zhou Yao is a bastard.

This is obviously a very serious matter, but it just gave me the whole show.

The guitar thing has always annoyed me.

No matter how much I practiced, I was missing the emotion I had before.

I smoked a cigarette and held the guitar in my hand and looked at it for a long time.

Then, I grabbed the handle and smashed the guitar in two.

After that, I took out the super glue and glued it again.

Doesn't work at all.

I bought a lot of guitars and smashed them one by one.

But even if I smashed all the guitars, it didn't get the effect I expected.

Looking at the mountains of guitars piled up in the corners of the living room, I smoked a cigarette with mixed feelings.

As time passed, the album of the warm spring sun also seemed to fall into saturation.

And my heat is gradually dissipating.

As my agent, Zhou Yao has also noticed this situation for a long time.

For this reason, she also came to me about it.

"Haven't you been inspired, it's been so long, and I haven't seen you write a new tune."

"I can't write it." I said in annoyance.

Zhou Yao was a little surprised, she opened her mouth and looked at me in surprise: "I can't write it, why?" ”

"The previous guitar was broken by Qin Mei, no matter how expensive the guitar was, it couldn't play the previous tone." I explained to Zhou Yao.

"I thought something was wrong, it turns out that you're this, don't you just want to remember, I'll take you there."

After speaking, Zhou Yao grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the door.

I don't know where Zhou Yao wants to take me.

This time, she didn't drive either.

Since the last time the crazy man smashed the rear car glass with a stone, I haven't seen Zhou Yao drive that car again.

I don't know if I should throw it away or dispose of it as a scrapped car.

For a rich person like her, spending money has always been lavish.

After walking a few pedestrian streets, turning corners and walking for a while, Zhou Yao finally let go of my hand.

She pointed to the building in front of her and said excitedly: "Look, this is it, it's new, I swiped it on the Internet a few days ago." ”

It's amazing!

There are still things in this world that can make Zhou Yao excited!

Looking in the direction of her finger, there were a few large words written on the building.

Museum of Broken Love!