Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang said sadly: "Zaiyin, are you and Ma Yili holding a struggle session?"

"I'm showing you two single guys my abs, and you two just touched my abs, and now you're turning around and calling me a scumbag. I'm so sad!"

After hearing this, Han Zaiyin covered her mouth and laughed: "Who is the baby? Lin Lang, are you a giant baby? Hehe..."

Ma Yili couldn't help laughing and said: "This is the first time I've seen a baby over 260 months old, and also the first time I've seen a baby with abdominal and pectoral muscles!"

Lin Lang strummed the guitar strings and said with a gentle smile: "Then let the 260-month-old baby improvise a song "Painting Heart" now and give it to my old classmate Miss Han Zaiyin."

Han Zaiyin clapped her hands like a fangirl and said expectantly, "Lin Lang, you have to work seriously this time and don't fool me~"

Ma Yili laughed and said, "Lin Lang is going to start showing off!"

Lin Lang tried hard to hold back his laughter, holding his guitar and said, "Ma Yili, please stop making me laugh."

Ma Yili handed Lin Lang a cup of water and said with a playful smile, "Drink some water to moisten your throat first, Mr. Lin."

"Thank you!"

After Lin Lang took a sip of water, he put the cup on the coffee table.

Then, Lin Lang began to use the full-level [Guitar Master] skill to play the prelude of the song "Hua Xin". The beautiful melody and Lin Lang's superb guitar playing skills made Han Zaiyin's eyes light up as soon as he heard the sound of the guitar.

AI generates a picture of Han Jae-in

As soon as Lin Lang started singing and playing the guitar, Lin Lang, who possessed the full-level [Singing Master] skill, sang with such a magnetic, beautiful and melodious voice that Han Zaiyin was fascinated.

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang almost without blinking, showing off his figure, his creative works, his piano skills, and his singing skills. She was completely fascinated by Lin Lang, and her scalp tingled when she listened to him. Her body and mind were so happy that her dopamine surged.

Ma Yili, who was standing aside and listening quietly, felt as if her ears were about to become pregnant. She secretly exclaimed, "Lin Lang is really handsome, sings well, and is talented. Watching him improvise and sing is really pleasing to the eyes and ears!"

Can't see through

It's your lost soul

Can't figure it out

It's the color of your pupils

a gust of wind a dream

love is unpredictable

your heart

What exactly bewitched you?

Your silhouette is drowned in the night

See how the peach blossoms will bear fruit

watching you hold me

The eyes are lonelier than the moonlight

Let you

Happy in someone else's arms

Loving you

Like a heartbeat that is hard to touch

Drawing you

I can't draw your bones

remember your face

It's my persistence to wait for you

you are me

A song that can never be finished...

Han Zaiyin is a beautiful painter. When she heard Lin Lang's lyrics, "I can't draw your bones even though I'm painting you; I remember your expression because I'm waiting for you," she deeply empathized with the song.

I didn’t understand the meaning of the song when I first heard it, but after listening to it again, I felt like I was part of the

Yes.

It is difficult to draw the bones of a dragon or a tiger, and it is difficult to draw the skin of a person.

Lin Lang's singing voice is very much like a person wandering on an empty street under bright lights.

The sadness of unrequited love filled the entire song, making Han Jae-in almost emo.

Han Zaiyin was controlled by Lin Lang for the duration of a song. After Lin Lang finished singing the song and put down the guitar, Han Zaiyin was so sad and touched that she even fell into an emo mood and forgot to applaud.

Ma Yili clapped her hands like a little fangirl and cheered, "It sounds good! It sounds really good!"

"I really can't imagine what kind of soul a person who can improvise this song "Painting Heart" has? Lin Lang, you are really talented. You sang this song perfectly!"

After hearing Ma Yili's applause, Han Zaiyin finally came to his senses, clapped his hands and said, "Wow~ This song is really good!"

"The most important thing is that I am a painter. This song 'Painting Heart' fits my profession so well. It should be very immersive when I sing it. Lin Lang, you are really a musical genius!"

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang with great admiration and affection in his eyes.

After hearing this, Lin Lang finally understood why the singer Wang Feng had so many ex-wives, because even if the musical genius was a scumbag and a playboy, it still did not affect his ability to charm thousands of girls.

Lin Lang and Han Zaiyin looked at each other and said with a gentle smile: "As long as you like this song!"

Han Zaiyin couldn't hide her happiness and said, "Thank you, Lin Lang. Now I have my own exclusive BGM. This song "Hua Xin" has the same tune from beginning to end, but it sounds ridiculously beautiful."

"This song is really catchy, the lyrics are beautiful, the music is heart-wrenching, and it makes you sad instantly when you listen to it."

Ma Yili said: "Yes! This song has a really strong aftertaste. It feels like I may be a little unwilling, but also filled with disappointment."

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang with a resentful expression, interpreted the song and said: "In this song, I heard the coming and going of fate. In the end, there will be someone who cannot be loved, maybe you, maybe me."

Lin Lang smiled at Han Zaiyin with warm eyes, and then said: "When you are happy, you can listen to the melody of this song, but when you are sad, you can understand the lyrics."

"Zaiyin! You must be a happy person!"

"It is difficult for a girl who is too infatuated and obsessed to get the love she wants. Perhaps this love is too heavy for the other person."

"Tsk~ Lin Lang, why do you say that?"

"It seems like you know me very well, but also like I'm unhappy!" Han Jae-in used a smile to hide his inner sadness.

Lin Lang smiled slightly and said, “It’s good that you are happy, but the pessimism in your bones is never anyone’s emotion, but your uncontrollable imagination.”

"Life is but 30,000 days, and we are just borrowing a body. Whether it's lost family affection or missed love, why should we be obsessed with it?"

What Lin Lang meant was to veiledly persuade Han Zaiyin not to dwell on the fact that her father, a professor at the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts, had an affair with a female student, was disgraced, suffered from depression and committed suicide by burning charcoal, and that she has now come to accept the knot in her heart about her father's affair and suicide, and his accidental death from long-term alcoholism and asthma.

Han Zaiyin's eyes turned red after hearing this, and she took out a box of famous Russian brand cigarettes [Capiron President Cigar Cigars] from her bag.

"Click..."

Han Jae-in lit a black Capilon cigarette with a lighter.

After taking a deep puff of his cigarette, Han Zaiyin blew out the smoke towards Lin Lang and sneered, "Fuck, I never thought that the person who understands me best in this world is you, who argued with me for three years in high school!"

"You used to be a straight man, but now you have become a friend of women, you really understand women!"

There were tears in Han Zaiyin's eyes when she looked at Lin Lang, and her skillful movements when she smoked made Lin Lang feel so distressed.

After hearing this, Lin Lang teased, "When you were in high school, you never used bad words. Why are you swearing now?"

Han Zaiyin puffed out smoke and replied with a melancholy look: "Why do you care about me?"

Lin Lang snatched the cigarette from Han Zaiyin's hand, took a puff and replied: "If I don't take care of you, who will? It seems that if I don't take care of you, no one in this world will care about you."

Han Zaiyin felt warm at heart after hearing this, because she had no relatives in this world. Like Lin Lang, she was an orphan and all her immediate relatives had died.

"Ha ha……"

Han Zaiyin smiled. She didn't expect Lin Lang to smoke the cigarettes she had smoked.

When Ma Yili saw Lin Lang smoking the cigarette that Han Zaiyin had smoked, she snatched the Capilon cigarette from Lin Lang's hand, took a deep puff, but because she had not yet learned how to smoke, she choked and coughed several times.

AI generates a picture of Han Jae-in

Lin Lang smiled and said, "If you don't know how to smoke, then don't smoke!"

Ma Yili complained unhappily, "Lin Lang, why did you smoke the cigarette that Zai Yin smoked? Isn't this equivalent to an indirect kiss?"

"I just haven't tasted the flavor of Capiron cigarettes. I want to try what the Russian brand of cigarettes tastes like."

"fart!"

"I see you just haven't tasted Zai Yin's flavor. You want to taste Zai Yin's flavor, right?" Ma Yili looked at Lin Lang with a bad look.

Lin Lang pretended to be wronged and replied: "Ma Yili, you misunderstood. I just don't want Ya Yin to smoke. What does it look like for a girl to smoke? It will affect the perfect image of a talented and beautiful painter!"

Unexpectedly, Han Zaiyin said with a smirk, "Then Lin Lang, I'm giving you a chance to kiss me now. Do you want to taste me?"

"Uh……"

After hearing this, Lin Lang looked at the beautiful Han Zaiyin, licked his lips, then looked at Ma Yili who was staring at him with a death gaze, and replied against his will: "No!"

Han Zaiyin deliberately moved closer to Lin Lang on the sofa, so close that Lin Lang's heartbeat quickened. Smelling the scent of Han Zaiyin, he found it difficult to control himself.

"Uh...Zaiyin, what are you doing?"

Han Zaiyin replied in a coquettish manner: "It's a honey trap!"

At this moment, Lin Lang's heart was beating like a drum. He really wanted to kiss Han Zaiyin's red lips, but he absolutely couldn't do that because he almost slept with Ma Yili just now, and he had to consider Ma Yili's feelings.

So, Lin Lang hurriedly stood up and hid behind Ma Yili, saying jokingly: "Ma Yili, please save me! This little vixen knows that I am Tang Sanzang's reincarnation, and wants to eat me to achieve immortality!"

Ma Yili was amused by Lin Lang's behavior. She said, "Okay, okay, you two should stop being so frivolous. Such ambiguous jokes can easily go too far."

"Even though we're all grown up, you two can't joke around like that!"

Han Zaiyin returned to her normal state and said, "I am deliberately testing whether Lin Lang is so lustful that he would take advantage of someone he knows."

“Ma Yili, you must protect yourself. Why do I feel like you will be taken down by Lin Lang in less than three days?!”

Ma Yili blushed and said, "Zaiyin, what are you talking about? Lin Lang has a girlfriend, and I... am I that unreserved?"

Han Zaiyin grinned and said, "You are quite reserved in front of other men, but you have no resistance to Lin Lang!"

Ma Yili turned her head to look at the grinning Lin Lang behind her, took another puff of the Capilon cigarette in her hand, and blew the smoke into Lin Lang's face.

"Lin Lang, did you hear that? Don't have any ideas about me~" Ma Yili looked at Lin Lang with a complicated expression.

Lin Lang looked at the sweet and lovely Ma Yili, then looked at the cold and charming Han Zaiyin, and then said sadly: "Alas~ I can't stand the suffering of the world, you two single dogs can only wish you good luck!"

"I'm leaving! Otherwise you two empty, lonely and cold female classmates will fall in love with me after spending more time with me." Lin Lang walked towards the balcony to get the shirts that were drying.

When Ma Yili heard Lin Lang say that he was leaving, she suddenly felt lost and empty. However, due to her face, she was too embarrassed to ask Lin Lang to stay in front of Han Zaiyin.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Ma Yili

Han Zaiyin looked at Lin Lang's back and asked, "That big red Ferrari convertible sports car downstairs at Ma Yili's house, is it your car, Lin Lang?"

Lin Lang replied while putting on his shirt: "Yes! What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, Han Zaiyin replied: "I just happened to be taking a ride. You can take me to the gallery so I can save the taxi fare."

Ma Yili asked: "Zaiyin, didn't you drive here by yourself today?"

Han Zaiyin replied truthfully: "My car was parked at the Qiangui KTV parking lot for a classmate gathering last night. We all drank last night, and I took a taxi to send you home. My car is still parked at the Qiangui KTV parking lot."

"Zaiyin, you didn't even ask me where I was going, but you wanted to take my ride. You're a talented and beautiful painter with a good income. Aren't you too stingy to save on taxi fare?"

Han Zaiyin raised her pretty face and replied, "I don't care where you're going. I'm going back to the gallery anyway, so just tell me whether you'll take me there or not."