The flute I play can talk

Yan Luoyu stayed at Yin Ren's house and played games with Yin Ren for a while, and the two played for a while before leaving.

Yin Ren went upstairs and returned to his room, and poured water into his glass. Yin Ren looked a little dazed, and before he asked, he said, "Drink some water." Yin Ren took it with a dazed expression, "Thank you .”

After Yin Ren finished drinking, he didn't care why he approached him.

"I'm here to collect the tuition."

Yin Ren, who had just finished drinking the water, was hugged by Yan Shang and kissed before he could react.

My heart was beating wildly.

Yin Ren exploded, pushed Yanshang away, picked up Yanshang's flute and said with a dark face, "From now on, you stay two meters away from me, or I will split your body." With a cheerful look, he got into the flute like a wisp of smoke, and said calmly, "Chop it."

I don't know if it was because of the sweltering heat or because of anger, Yin Ren's face burned, and he held his flute for a long time without moving.

After a while, Yin Ren let go of his hand, glanced at the flute, and put it into the cabinet without hesitation so that he could not see the light of day.

He couldn't get out his words, and he didn't respond no matter how much he yelled, he just started to practice.

After three or four days, Yin Ren felt that he should be locked up in a small black room for a few days, and let him know how angry he was, so that he would not dare to mess around in the future.

"Words?" Yin Ren took it out and suppressed his voice as if he was still angry with him, but there was no response.Yin Ren thought to himself: He probably fell asleep again.

Yin Ren put him back on the shelf and took out other flutes to practice. The song was slow and long, but it was quite different with just another flute.

Yan Luoyu is here again. Yin Ren is actually a good teacher. In words, he thinks that he will be too gentle to be strict with his girlfriend, but too gentle reminders will often cause the other party to ignore and not realize the importance. The girlfriend didn't really like Dizi at all, but just took this opportunity to spend more time with Yin Ren, so she was very dissatisfied in words.

Yan Luoyu came again. Originally scheduled for one class a week, Yan Luoyu shook her head like a rattle, saying that it was already a holiday and there was more time for practice every day. Yin Ren had no choice but to let go of two classes a week. Wednesday and Saturday.

Yan Luoyu came again. In order to prevent Yin Ren from saying that two classes a week were too frequent, she really spent a lot of time practicing what she had taught.Of course, it is impossible to preview, and she doesn't care how much she learns in each lesson.

Yan Luoyu came again, why didn't she want to come every day, but Yin Ren didn't seem to like that she was clinging to him every day, as much as she liked Yin Ren, she was afraid that he would dislike and bore her, even though she didn't learn the flute words, I can also date frequently, but with the flute, it is even better.

Yan Luoyu came again, she was always smiling, because she was very happy when she thought of seeing Yin Ren, she thought, this is the feeling called "like".

Yin Ren started to feel wrong again.

After not seeing Yanshang for a few days, Yin Ren would always think of Yanshang when he was intimate with Yan Luoyu, his handsome smiling face, the dark blue Han suit, and that mischievous kiss.

What are you doing, being with your girlfriend but thinking about others, sounds so scumbag!Yin Ren shook his head, blaming his frivolous words, and the unreasonable kiss almost became a herald of disappearance.These two things almost occupied Yin Ren's heart.

Yin Ren taught Yan Luoyu another one-hour lesson. At first he thought that Yan Luoyu didn't take the flute very seriously, and he taught it well, at least laying down the basics well, and he didn't mind how slow the progress was, but he didn't expect that Yan Luoyu Yu really practiced well, and seeing those star-filled eyes, Yin Ren praised her.

Being with...girlfriend...but...thinking of others...Yin Ren was watching a movie with Yan Luoyu on the sofa, Yin Ren was not in the mood, picked up his phone, typed this sentence, and Googled it.The words of disappearance tormented Yin Ren, Yin Ren just wanted to see what everyone said.

Yan Luoyu was fascinated by watching, and couldn't help but glance at Yin Ren when he saw the funny part, but saw Yin Ren looking at the phone with a dirty face.Yan Luoyu was a little surprised, Yin Ren has always been very gentle and kind, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Yin Ren was taken aback, and immediately turned off the screen and threw the phone on the sofa: "It's okay, let's continue watching the movie."

"Yin Ren," Yan Luoyu looked into his eyes seriously, "Do you know that you've become weird again recently? What's wrong with you? You always have something you don't tell me, I'm worried about you .Even if I can't help you much, at least let me accompany you as an insider, Yin Ren." Yan Luoyu took this opportunity to vent her thoughts, and the last "Yin Ren" was almost begging tone.

Yin Ren's eyes lost focus, he didn't care to appease his girlfriend's uneasiness, he just thought: Am I becoming weird again?I'm just a little... By the way, he is a demon, did he cast some magic on me, otherwise I...

"I'm really fine. I'm going to the toilet." Yin Ren walked to the toilet quickly as if fleeing.

Yan Luoyu looked at Yin Ren's cell phone. Although Yan Luoyu's fingerprints had been entered, Yin Ren said on the first day of the official relationship: "Aren't all male and female friends like this? I am absolutely loyal to you. The things inside Look whatever you want."

But Yan Luoyu never opened it. She trusted him, and she also believed in herself.But at this moment, she hesitated for a while, and immediately picked it up and unlocked it. When she saw the Baidu homepage, she clicked on the browsing history "With my girlfriend but thinking of others-Baidu".

It was obviously an annoying matter, but Yan Luoyu didn't make any movement, and didn't immediately question the owner of the phone.Mixed feelings.

Hearing the sound of the toilet door opening, she kept holding the mobile phone and looked at Yin Ren who came out of the toilet.

Yin Ren didn't expect that he would be so calm, so he stopped and said, "You saw it."

Seeing his calm appearance, Yan Luoyu smiled suddenly: "You let me watch it on purpose? Your temptation? To test whether I will look at your phone?"

"I haven't thought about it. But it's reasonable for you to look at my phone, so I'm very calm." Yin Ren approached the sofa.

"If you want to break up, just say it," Yan Luoyu's voice was no longer steady, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became, "You just want me to dump you, not you to dump me, don't you!" She stood up suddenly on the sofa, her volume changed Big, with a high pitch, it seems that by doing so, he can discard all his feelings for Yin Ren.

Yin Ren came to Yan Luoyu, looked up at Yan Luoyu, "I've said it, I haven't thought about it," Yin Ren held her hand, trying to calm Yan Luoyu down and sit down, "Look It’s purely because I don’t have the habit of bringing my mobile phone with me when I go to the bathroom.” His tone was so calm that he seemed to be just saying: I’ve eaten, I’m playing a game, and I’m borrowing my homework to copy my exams.

Yan Luoyu shook off his hand, "They say it's a seven-year itch." Tears still ran across Yan Luoyu's beautiful face, "So we won't even reach seven years." The girl picked up the bag on the sofa The bag and the shoes in the shoe cabinet went out, and before closing the door, he remembered something, stopped in his tracks, and didn't look back.

"I wish you happiness."

Yin Ren didn't keep her. From the time he came out of the toilet to when she said I wish you happiness, he didn't comfort her or keep her.

He is now like a robot with a system failure, dead.

After Yan Luoyu left, he just sat on the sofa, didn't think about anything, didn't think about anything, just sat there for an indeterminate amount of time, it felt like he had been sitting for a long time, maybe for a long time.