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The door of the heart is slightly closed, and a person's world is comfortable and lonely.

Sitting alone outside the gate of time, full of loneliness.

Waiting, an end or a beginning, or an endless dust and smoke.

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It's 11 o'clock in the evening, it's late at night, the stars are dotted, the lights are blurry, the twinkling stars and lamp beads are connected together, the streets at night are so quiet and peaceful, only the quiet flowing wind arouses people's attention.

Daydreams about the future.

The mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, writing its silver brilliance on the earth; the silver moonlight shines on all the sleeping people, and the fragrance of night permeates the air, weaving into a soft net, covering all the scenery.

Covered inside.

The moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the gentle wind was blowing the bright faces of the stars.

At night, there is silence...

In the girls' dormitory, Sika lay comfortably on the bed after washing herself, but could not fall asleep for a long time. Looking at the distant starry sky through the gap in the curtains, she bit her light red lips and fell into a reverie.

Thinking back on the scenes throughout Valentine's Day today.

The scene where he forcibly grabbed the wrist and left the couple's restaurant, the moment when his fingertips touched, the scene of his ridiculous and dramatic kiss, his smile, his voice, his appearance...

In an instant, Sika's thoughts were all tangled together, and all the scenes of today were replayed repeatedly in her mind.

"Sister Sika, haven't you slept yet?" Suddenly, a sound like the buzzing of mosquitoes sounded faintly in Sika's ears.

The scenes in his mind began to disappear. Sika's expression was startled. She turned her head slightly and looked at Yoona on the bed next to her. Sika fell into a state of confusion inexplicably.

Lin Yuner pursed her little mouth that looked like a cherry, then stretched out her white little hand and waved it in front of Sika, "Sister Sika..."

"Snapped…"

There was a soft tapping sound between hands.

Sika woke up from her trance, immediately puffed her mouth, and then patted Lin Yuner's white little hand that was waving around, "Yooner, what are you going to do!"

"Sister Sika, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Sika finally replying, Lin Yoona asked with a playful smile.

Without answering Yoona's question, Sika pursed her lips, then turned her head away, "I didn't think about anything, it's already so late, I'm going to bed, Yoona, you should go to sleep too!"

The voice fell, and there was a trace of panic in Lin Yuner's words that even Sika himself was not aware of.

"What!" Seeing Sika who was about to fall asleep on his side, Yoongi pouted in dissatisfaction, "Humph, I can sleep too!" After muttering in a low voice, Yoongi slowly closed her eyes.

Eye.

After a while...

Faintly hearing the even breathing from Yoona on the bed next to her, Sika, who pretended to be asleep, turned over lightly, and then glanced at Lin Yoona who was already sleeping soundly. For some reason, the look in her eyes

There was a complex look inside.

Sika is destined to have a sleepless night tonight. The only thing that is certain is that she will not be the only one suffering from insomnia tonight.

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At twelve o'clock in the evening, the early morning twilight began to fall, and the bustling streets gradually dispersed.

Throwing between day and night, unable to sleep between white and black, some things always come to mind, and some insomnia has nothing to do with habits.

Under the decadent moonlight, Pei Xiuxun stood silently by the window sill.

The evening breeze blew by, his thoughts were filled with melancholy, and his heart fluctuated like running water. Pei Xiuxun gradually sank into the boundless moonlit night, and his soul seemed to merge into the psychedelic starry sky.

"call--"

An inexplicable sigh sounded suddenly.

The images of the past that emerged in my mind slowly floated by, vividly, and the memories were scattered like catkins, scattered here and there. They were not completely remembered but they were memories that had just happened. They seemed a little unusually profound. I didn’t know this.

Sometimes hallucinating or waking up, Pei Xiuxun was completely trapped in it.

The thoughts in my mind pass through the web woven by memory, and slowly slide into the dancing place in my heart; the alluring dancing posture, the joyful footsteps, the ripples of complex emotions, carrying the inexplicable emotions, are sent into the heart.

At this moment, Pei Xiuxun was silent in this inexplicable emotion, unable to extricate himself.

The mind is like a small boat stranded in the sea of ​​sadness, drifting and searching; 'Yi' can choose to sink in loneliness, 'Yi' can choose to open his heart according to the mood in his heart...

The time flies by, accompanied by the bright moonlight.

After an inexplicable sigh, Pei Xiuxun, who had insomnia, sat quietly in front of the piano in the bedroom. The entire bedroom was dark, and the faint silver moonlight shone in through the glass window. Everything in the entire bedroom seemed to be covered with a layer of silver gauze.

It seemed extremely leisurely.

Notes and melodies began to come alive from the gaps between Pei Xiuxun's fingers. Sometimes the sound was as gentle as a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, sometimes as clear and crisp as beads falling on a jade plate, and sometimes as low as a whisper.

A string of notes passed over his fingertips. At this moment, Pei Xiuxun was using the sound of the piano to describe his inner feelings about yesterday's Valentine's Day.

Ten slender fingers jumped and danced rapidly on the black and white keys like waves.

In the quiet sound of the piano played by Pei Xiuxun, it seems as if there is a white elf dancing with the music, with elegant and noble dancing posture; it also seems like there are dazzling roses blooming one after another, emitting the unique fragrance of music.

Immerse yourself in the music of the piano, rejoice alone in the dreamland, enjoy the music and silence of this night alone, and the traces of broken thoughts, and the heartbeat begins to rise and fall.

The wind of the spring night woke up the misty rain in the dream of piano music, and someone's shadow was still lingering in his heart.

Is it fantasy or is it real.

Is it a dream, or is it waking up.

Wandering for a long time, feeling sad for a long time, circling for a long time, lingering for a long time...

Suddenly, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Pei Xiuxun, who was sitting quietly in front of the piano, took a deep breath, then shook his head slightly, throwing away the complicated meaning in his heart, recalling the song he composed yesterday, pondering for a moment, and whirling.

Even if I start playing again.

The song Bae Soo-hun is playing right now is called "Clown Mask"...

This song was inspired by the conversation between Bae Soo-hoon and Sika on Valentine's Day yesterday.

In the lyrics, Bae Soo-hoon completely uses the "clown" in the art of comedy to poke fun at the surface of society that only needs to be viewed superficially. He also criticizes the cold heart of "society" with humorous and slightly neurotic lyrics.

Pei Xiuxun's brows sometimes relax and sometimes frown, but his messy and ghostly playing style is not abrupt at all.

In the room, there was no singing, only the sound of the piano...

Perhaps because the window door was not closed tightly, there was a slight chill in the bedroom.

The sound of the piano was still the same, but the complex meaning slowly spread into his heart again. The wet thoughts made Pei Xiuxun unintentional to taste the lingering and melancholy sound of the piano. He could only sit quietly in front of the piano and play it over and over again, over and over again.

single cycle.

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PS: First update.