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Chapter 57 Insomnia

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    Morley suffers from severe insomnia, which lessened after leaving Canada.  I can barely sleep five or six hours a day.  But once back in Canada, he couldn't sleep all night again.

    When he was on tour before, in order to force himself to sleep, Mo Li took a lot of sleeping pills behind Song Yu's back.  As a result, Mo Li's body developed a strong resistance to sleeping pills.

    Now, even with sleeping pills, Mo Li couldn't fall asleep.

    Moreover, after getting sick, Song Yu imposed drug control on Mo Li.  There was absolutely no way to find any sleeping pills in Morley's home.

    ?Because he couldn't sleep, Mo Li simply stayed up late to write the score.

    When Lin Ya came out of the room, she found that Mo Li was taking a nap on the piano.  On the ground, dozens of sheet music with musical notes drawn were scattered.  In the headphones Mo Li was wearing, a melody she had never heard was playing in a loop.

    The room temperature has been kept at 28 degrees, but Mo Li only wore a single shirt.  Lin Ya worried that he would catch a cold while sleeping like this, so she picked up the thin blanket on the rocking chair and prepared to put it on Mo Li's body.

    Seeing this, Song Yu directly grabbed Lin Ya's hand, faced her, and shook his head, "Don't touch him."

    Mo Li woke up easily, and after waking up, he couldn't fall asleep again.

    "Go and stay in your room. This guy, I have to watch." Song Yu silently picked up the score on the ground, then put the score into a file bag, and marked "demo1052" on the file bag.

    "1052?"

    Lin Ya looked curiously at the solid wood cabinet against the wall.  All it contained was the file bag that Song Yu was holding.

    "This guy likes to write music when he's insomnia. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to spend the long night. Anyway, don't disturb him when he's asleep."

    After being sent back to the room by Song Yu, Lin Ya never entered the living room again.  Through the door, she heard a faint scent of lavender.  The scent was mixed with sleeping ingredients, and Lin Ya was dizzy all day long.

    At dusk, Lin Ya finally got out of the dizzy state.

    "Elvis, I said, don't give me that medicine again." Morley shouted violently.  Through the door, Lin Ya could also feel Mo Li's anger.

    Song Yu was silent for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Kris, Kelly is almost coming. If you don't rest well, how are you going to deal with this charming young lady?"

    "I really hate the side effects of this medicine!"

    "This is a pure natural aromatherapy essential oil with no additives and no side effects. Don't be fooled."

    "Anyway, don't give me this again. I hate being in a deep sleep."

    "Kris, you need to rest."

    "No, I need to leave Canada."

    "Kris, stop chatting to death!"

    "Who wants to chat with you"

    Around seven o'clock, Oak knocked on the apartment door alone.  Mo Li chatted with him for about two hours, and the two did not reach an agreement on cooperation.

    During these two hours, Song Yu has been pestering Lin Ya to play backgammon with him, and has no intention of participating in the conversation between the two.  When Oak was about to leave, Song Yu ran out like a rabbit again, and sent Oak out himself.

    He went out for one night.

    Early the next morning, when Lin Ya entered the living room, she still found that Mo Li was taking a nap on the piano, and the score with musical notes scattered on the floor.  Unknown music was playing in the earphones.

    The humidifier was broken in half and couldn't be used anymore.  The white porcelain bottle containing essential oils was thrown into the trash can.

    "What a troublesome trouble!" Song Yu closed the door lightly, and walked over from the entrance on tiptoe.

    The humidifier was broken by someone with a hammer, and it was beyond repair.  And the white porcelain bottle was empty, with nothing in it.

    "It's really a money shredder!" Song Yu sighed tiredly.  How many humidifiers is this Morley broke?  He spends a lot of money every year just to buy a humidifier.

    Taking out the spare humidifier from the cabinet, Song Yu intentionally doubled the sleeping essential oil in it.  Mo Li is cuter when he is asleep.  Neither playing rogue nor making trouble.  It looks seductive, and it can also be appreciated as a famous painting!

    "This guy, don't wake up, forget it!" Song Yu sighed secretly.

    As dusk approached, Song Yu took the lead in hiding the humidifier and the essential oil bottle in the safe.  Then, lie on the sofa and read a magazine.

    When he opened his eyes and saw that the sun was about to set again, Mo Li suddenly became furious.

    He picked up the score on the piano stand and went toYu Yu threw it on him, "Elvis, can't you respect my opinion?"

    "Kris, when will you be able to take good care of yourself, come and talk to me about this issue."

    "Elvis, I know what I'm doing."

    "I also know what I'm doing. If you don't want to see a psychiatrist, I'll let you go, but when you are in Canada, you must sleep for 8 hours a day."

    "Can you be reasonable?"

    "If I reason with you, King Yama will be pissed off."

    Song Yu has a hundred ways to make Mo Li angry, and there are a hundred and one ways to coax Mo Li back.  That night, he took Morley to a concert.

    Mo Li was worried that Lin Ya would be alone at home, so he took her with him.

    Lin Ya couldn't appreciate the symphony very much, and when she heard half of it, she leaned on the chair and fell asleep.  When she woke up, she found herself drooling on Mo Li's shoulder.

    "I¡­¡­"

    "You're finally awake!" Oak smiled gossipingly on the chair in the back row.

    "Ok, you really don't know how to choose a position." Mo Li took out a reflector, and then turned the mirror half a circle from left to right.

    When turning 30 degrees to the left, Ji Ning's figure appeared in the mirror.

    "Elvis has created opportunities for you like this, but you can't even grasp them!" Mo Li sighed regretfully.

    He turned around and waved to Ji Ning, then pulled Lin Ya out of the concert hall.  Song Yu, rare, did not follow immediately.

    "Don't you have to wait for them?" Lin Ya asked curiously.

    Mo Li took her to the bridge, "The three of them have something to talk about."

    "so late?"

    "Three night owls, now is the best time to work."

    "What about you? How do you feel now?"

    "It's okay. Next time Elvis puts sleeping essential oil in the humidifier, you can replace it with this." Mo Li stuffed a white porcelain bottle into Lin Ya's hand.

    This porcelain bottle is the same style as Song Yu's essential oil bottle in the safe.

    "What are you planning?" Lin Ya stood there, motionless.

    "This essential oil also has the effect of helping sleep, but it has less stable ingredients, so I don't need to sleep for too long. Don't worry, I won't hurt myself!"

    Lin Ya looked at Mo Li suspiciously, "This may not be possible."

    "Elvis, did you say a lot of bad things about me in front of you?"

    "Do you still need him to tell me about your various evil deeds? I thought you, Song Yu would really have a short life for several years!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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