TTS had just finished the promotional song and got into the nanny car, Taeyeon and Pani were eating snacks, only Seo-hyun took out a notebook from his school bag, and he didn't know what was recorded.

Taeyeon sat in the middle, on either side of Seo Hyun Pani, the phone in the left pocket vibrated twice, Taeyeon crossed her hips and said to Pani, "Pani, help me take it down." ”

Then he fed Pani with a snack.

Pani fumbles twice on Taeyeon's lap before pulling Taeyeon's phone out of her pants pocket.

I looked at the name on the display, "Taeyeon, it's Moon PD." ”

Taeyeon is confused, then hands the snack to Pani and wipes her hands with a tissue.

Even Xu Xian, who was writing something in her notebook, moved her ears slightly because of the mention of Wen Haoran, and it seemed that she was also distracted when she was originally focused.

It's just that Taeyeon looks at her phone, but her little face is getting redder and redder, and she seems to be a little annoyed and angry.

“BT。” An angry shout came out of Taeyeon's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Pani turned his head to look at Taeyeon's angry appearance and asked worriedly, besides, Taeyeon's mouth came out of BT's YY word.

Taeyeon puffed out her lips and began to edit the text messages she replied to.

"Ah, Wen PD, have you become a BT now?"

After editing, he looked at the message he was about to send, and it seemed that he couldn't show his resentment in this way, so Taeyeon had to delete it, and then he tilted his little head and thought about how he should reply.

Even Pani's worried inquiries were ignored.

After a while, the delicate finger was on the screen, a quick click, and finally looked at it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Wen Haoran, you wait for me, Yaxi, I won't let you have a good time!!"

After texting, Taeyeon came back to her senses and turned to look at Pani, "Did you just ask me something?" ”

Pani tilted his head slightly, rather speechless.

Seeing that Pani didn't make a sound, Taeyeon snatched the snack and ate happily again.

Looking at the time on the display table, Taeyeon said to the agent a little anxiously, "Oppa, you drive a little faster, I have something to go back to the apartment to deal with." ”

"Inside."

The car slowly picked up speed and disappeared into the night.

Moon Haoran, who received Taeyeon's text message, didn't take Taeyeon's threat to heart at all, and still drank tea gracefully, sat in a rocking chair, and watched the night of Cheongdam-dong.

"I almost forgot, it's rare to have leisure today."

Wen Haoran got up and walked towards his instrument room.

Looking at the musical instruments in the room, it seems that no one has touched them for a long time, and if it weren't for the regular cleaning of the apartment, it is estimated that a layer of dust would have fallen by now.

Pick up an acoustic guitar and you can see that it is an aristocratic guitar from the GUITAR brand.

Gently swept the chords, the crisp sound for ordinary people made Wen Haoran frown slightly.

"I haven't played for a long time, and sure enough, I can't even get the sound accurate, really."

After adjusting the strings one by one and sweeping them again, Wen Haoran nodded with satisfaction.

A burst of rhythmic sound came from the guitar in his hand, and slowly evolved into a moving score, and the soft sound flowed throughout the instrument room.

Sitting on the sofa, Wen Haoran, who was playing the guitar, became as if he was in a painting.

From a comic youth, he suddenly became a literary and artistic youth.

If you bring a melancholy look at this time, plus a cigarette stick, it is estimated that many girls who can sing will be overjoyed, and they will suddenly become Wen Haoran's brainless fans.

It's just that in this apartment, Wen Haoran is alone, and he admires himself......

"Well, it seems to be okay, although I haven't touched it for almost two months, but the technology is still good."

After hanging the wooden guitar on the wall, Wen Haoran quietly sat down in front of the piano, and the originally melancholy literary youth suddenly became a confident gentleman.

If every musical instrument can cultivate a person's temperament, then the piano is definitely the first choice for cultivating temperament.

The slender fingers dance on the black and white piano keys, like a famous dancer dancing a dance that makes people extremely engaged, elegant and beautiful.

The sound of the piano pierced through the walls, making Taeyeon faintly heard outside the door.

I came in a hurry just to give Wen Haoran a good look, but I didn't expect Wen Haoran to like to listen to piano music at home.

With some mischievous thoughts, Taeyeon didn't ring the doorbell and quietly pressed the four digits on the cipher, and the door opened.

Wen Haoran, who was in the instrument room, didn't realize that an uninvited guest had come to his house, and he looked very sneaky with his cat steps.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be a piano piece, he played it himself?" Taeyeon whispered over to a voice wafting from a half-hidden room.

Looking inside through the gap, he found that Wen Haoran was playing the piano intently, and there seemed to be a lot of musical instruments in the whole room.

Taeyeon just listened, watched, and felt a different side of Moon Haoran.

The fingers that were flying fast slowly slowed down as the end drew on, and the song ended.

Wen Haoran commented on himself with satisfaction, "Well, it's not bad, even if it's not as good as Mozart and Beethoven, it can be compared with Lang Lang, brother is just low-key, otherwise ......"

"Poof"

Taeyeon, who was still immersed in music, couldn't help but make a small noise when she was made by Moon Haoran's self-talking comment.

"Who?"

Taeyeon realized that she was exposed, and she couldn't prank herself, so she had to carefully push open the door, but she looked at Wen Haoran with an angry face.

"Ah, little one, are you good now? Do you know about trespassing? Is there any provision in Korean law for this? If there is, I'll call the police. ”

Three questions, directly stopped Taeyeon's question, and only then did he react when he was finished, he came to settle accounts with Wen Haoran.

"BT, if the police want to arrest you, they will arrest you first. You...... You ......"

“BT？ Little one, not only are you trespassing on famous houses now, but what do you say? Slander? ”

Taeyeon's little face suddenly turned red, "Ah, Wen Haoran, the message you sent me today, you are simply ......"

"What's wrong with the information? It's just for you to get me some autographed photos, can you commit a crime for such a trivial matter? Looking at Moon Haoran's unsuffled face, Taeyeon really wanted to take his size 36 shoes and hit him in the face of his size 40.

Looking at Taeyeon's atmosphere, Wen Haoran nodded suddenly in realization, "It can't be because you think too much about this private photo, right?" My understanding of private photos is that there are no published photos, and there is no other meaning. ”

"Ah, that's crazy." As soon as Taeyeon stomps her foot, she is about to leave.

But he was stopped by Wen Haoran, "Since you're here, it's just right, a little fan of yours wants to say a few words to you, don't let people down, I want your private photo to win your little fan, don't think I'm going to do anything with your private photo." ”