Many people are friends and spend a third or more of their time with them every day, and the most important relatives can only be with them on a few festivals each year. People are always not satisfied, the people in life are often in your heart, and the people in your heart are often not in life.

Han Yi just let a person who was not in life move into his heart, but when she left without saying goodbye, she left everything behind, and he had to slowly clean up the place where she once lived, and clean up everything that didn't belong to him, it would take some time.

He suddenly found that the reason why he was often depressed and sentimental was that he trapped himself in the regrets of yesterday and then lost about tomorrow.

When I was bored, I took a pen and wrote in a notebook: "Every experience has its meaning sooner or later." If you miss it too early, you will be told to cherish your encounter, and if you meet late, you will be told to cherish what you have. No matter near or far, it is luck, and no matter how high or low, what you see is the scenery. ”

Either way, there is such a thing as pain that cannot be seen on the outside, and then life has to go on.

came to the guitar class early, and it didn't start until six o'clock, and Han Yi arrived at four o'clock.

"You have very thin hands, why are your fingers so fleshy?" The teacher still asked the same question, and that's what he said about Han Yi in the first class, that is, pressing the second string will meet the third string. Every time he doesn't play well, it will become a reason for him to "laugh" at Han Yi.

"It's okay, I already used to grind a lot at that time, and now it should be much better than before." Han Yi was reluctant to admit what he said from beginning to end.

"It's okay, practice well, these don't actually matter, the posture taught now will be traditional and regular, and you will find your familiar posture after you know it, and you will make yourself very comfortable playing." Han Yi and the teacher are like friends, they take class seriously during class time, and they will often chat after class, and they have often contacted each other on WeChat before.

"I'm going to buy something, you can help me look at the store for a while, if anyone buys a piano, you can ask the teacher in that room, and I'll be back right away." The teacher pointed to the small classroom where the lesson was taking place.

Han Yi sat on the "boss chair" with nowhere to put his eyes, looking east and west, looking like a boss.

"Why are you here so early, an hour early!" Han Yi saw the freshman girl who was taking class with him walk in.

"I don't have a class, so I'll come over in advance and practice. Is the teacher not there? Why are you still sitting in the boss position? She asked Han Yi with a puzzled expression.

"You don't know that our teacher is the owner of this shop, do you?"

"I don't know, I thought he was the teacher? It wasn't him when I bought the guitar, he was a beautiful young lady. He was in class at that time. ”

"That's his girlfriend, or your school, but she seems to have graduated a year or two······ The teacher is the boss, and both shops are his. He just went out and had something to do, so I asked him to look at the store. Han Yi was still very familiar with the teacher's situation, so he told her a lot.

After a while, the teacher came back with several glasses of drink.

"You're going out of your way to buy drinks, huh? I thought something was wrong with you. The owner personally bought the drinks and it was really out of sight. Han Yi joked.

"Don't you remember the first time you came to class and invited me to hot coffee? I still remember. He said that Han Yi really remembered that it was almost December.

Han Yi picked up a cup and handed it to the younger sister, and then took a cup himself. "You should have a share, right?" He had already started drinking as he spoke.

"Yes, I didn't see me buying so much. Let's go to class after drinking, since we are all here early. The teacher said, and then handed the extra drink to the others.

When he went back from class, Han Yi chatted with Wang Yaqi for a while.

"Senior, can you teach me before you start the class? I don't feel like I can keep up with you and the teacher. Wang Yaqi suddenly asked Han Yi.

After all, Han Yi still has skills, at least he can play and sing some songs, the important thing is that he is much better than Wang Yaqi, probably because the girls' hands are relatively slender and delicate, and it hurts to start sliding strings. In fact, if two people take classes together, they will have a comparison and competition with each other, and they will improve quickly.

"Yes, no problem, you can also contact me on weekends and get in touch together." Han Yi agreed very simply.

Bai Xue has contacted Han Yi in the past two days, it should be because of what her roommate said to Fu Bo when she was black, she would be a little worried about Han Yi.

She knew that Han Yi basically didn't drink, but he was still drunk that night.

Han Yi didn't reply to her, he didn't want to tell her that, although she was willing to listen, he didn't need to share his sadness with her, not to mention that it was heartbreaking to listen to someone he liked saying that he liked someone else. He tried to find the right time to talk to her, but hesitated.

Han Yi has already lived in Bai Xue's heart, but Bai Xue has not yet lived in Han Yi's heart. He still has Zhong Ying'er in his heart, and he has thought about whether to accept Bai Xue's affection, but he feels that this is like using Bai Xue as an eraser and consuming her to wipe off Zhong Ying'er's traces.