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Chapter 229 Who is it written for?(1/2)

"The conditions are a bit rough, so you can make do with it for now. Next week, you can take a break and take Xiaomi out for a walk. Don't rush to Taili. I'll take care of everything." Lin Fu stood at the door and said in a gentle tone.

Xia Chi stood inside the door, nodded, and said "Yeah."

"I guess you are quite tired today. Let's rest tonight and catch you up tomorrow."

"Okay, drive carefully on the road."

Watching Lin Fu leave, Xia Chi turned around and closed the door.

"Everything is mine" is the most soothing thing. Looking at the furnishings in the room, I smiled softly.

Lin Fu made very thoughtful arrangements and temporarily arranged her to stay in the staff dormitory of Oriental Station.

It's said to be a staff dormitory, but it's actually a family version of a hotel.

It has one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The area is not too small, and it is also very clean. A lot of new furniture has obviously been added, and it looks like it was newly purchased.

Although he knew that Lin Fu could handle these things well, Xia Chi was still a little touched that he could be so careful and considerate.

The restraint and reservedness of middle-aged people are completely reflected in Lin Fu. He knew that Xia Chi would not find a place to stay when he first came to the magic city, so he had already made arrangements in advance.

He never thought that Xia Chi could live directly with him. This not only seemed frivolous, but also showed disrespect for Xia Chi.

Thinking of Lin Fu's bewildered look at the airport, Xia Chi couldn't help but laugh again. This was the first time she had seen him look like that after they had reunited for so long.

"Mom, your place is nice. Uncle Lin is quite considerate. He sent flowers and arranged a place to stay." Seeing her mother smiling, Ruan Mi also started joking.

It had indeed been a long time since she had seen her mother smile like this.

Xia Chi immediately changed his face and glared at Ruan Mi, making her shrink back.

Opening the suitcase, Xia Chi took out the items and asked Ruan Mi sitting next to him: "You said before that Xiao Chen bought you a house. Have the procedures been completed?"

Ruan Mi heard this and said happily: "Not yet, it's too late on Friday, and the housing authority doesn't work on weekends, and I still need to apply for the real estate certificate. I plan to go there again tomorrow."

"Is it at Kailan International?"

"Um."

Xia Chi paused and said, "I will go with you tomorrow and everything will be in your hands?"

Ruan Mi said: "Well, the contract, invoice and so on are all with me."

Xia Chi nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and started packing his things.

Ruan Mi sat aside feeling a little embarrassed, but also helped to clean up.

Although the house is not big, Xia Chi almost moved. It only took the two of them more than an hour to pack up some of their belongings.

Looking at the warmly decorated room, Ruan Mi cheered, threw herself on the bed, and said coquettishly: "Mom, I'll stay with you tonight."

Xia Chi looked at Ruan Mi who was smiling happily, and thought that Ruan Mi had been living in the Tongzi Building shared with others during this period. A trace of guilt flashed in his heart, and he said "Okay" with a smile.

Seeing her mother agree, Ruan Mi rolled on the bed, but thinking about the future scene of living in the house she bought with Chen Zhihe, she couldn't help but giggle.

Suddenly, Ruan Mi's cell phone rang.

Xia Chi took a glance and saw the word "husband" in the call reminder, and knew it was Chen Zhihe.

If it had happened before, Xia Chi would definitely not have stopped talking to Ruan Mi on the phone. Today she stood there strangely, wanting to hear what Chen Zhihe said to Ruan Mi on the phone.

Ruan Mi glanced at her mother and answered the phone without thinking too much.

Ruan Mi asked: "What's wrong? Will you call me now?"

Chen Zhihe said: "I suddenly thought of something and forgot to tell you."

Ruan Mi was surprised and said: "What's the matter?"

Chen Zhihe smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Didn't I promise to write a song for you?"

Ruan Mi suddenly realized it and then remembered this matter.

She was so happy these days that she forgot all about it.

"Ah, have you finished writing?" Ruan Mi said happily.

Chen Zhihe said: "It's written. Is it convenient for you now? Do you want to sing it to you?"

Ruan Mi looked at her mother and suddenly had an idea. She played a prank and turned on the voice changer on her phone.

"Of course, you sing it."

Chen Zhihe closed his eyes, brewed his emotions for a while, and sang...

"Love yourself well and someone will love you

This optimistic statement

The look of happiness feels so real to me

no adjective found

Silence is concealing the passion that is about to overflow

Only particles remain

There is a sense of security when you call my name

The position of fallen leaves composes a poem

Time is passing and our story begins

this is the first time

Show me that love can be both generous and selfish

You are my keyword

I'm not sure the best way to love

is a verb or noun

I really want to tell you my most naked feelings

But forgot the words

There is always a time to get together and part ways, and a time to cry and laugh.

I'm not afraid of subtext

…”

Chen Zhihe's singing skills are average, but this song is not difficult. In addition, he is the first person to sing this song, and others can't tell that he is out of tune. Ruan Mi is actually obsessed with it for a while.

She could tell that although Chen Zhihe didn't have any singing skills, the emotion in his singing was real.

"Do you like it?"

Ruan Mi nodded sharply, even though Chen Zhihe couldn't see it, "I like it".

"I'll send you the score and lyrics later."

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Zhihe was a little surprised. This was not Ruan Mi's style, so he asked: "Who do you want to thank?"

Ruan Mi was embarrassed, her mother was here, how could she have the nerve to speak.

Seeing her mother looking at her with a smile, Ruan Mi blushed and whispered: "I have something to do right now, I will call you later."

After saying that, she immediately hung up the phone, leaving Chen Zhihe on the other side of the phone confused.

"Both of you are quite romantic, but what does the music score and lyrics he mentioned mean?" Unable to explain how he felt, and even feeling a little envious, Xia Chi looked at his shy daughter and asked curiously.

Ruan Mi adjusted her mood and said, "Oh, this is a new song Zhihe wrote for me."

Xia Chi heard the problem immediately and asked several questions: "Did he write this? Or is it a new one? The one you sang before was also written by him?"

Looking at Xia Chi, who was a little surprised, Ruan Mi said with some show: "Yes, the songs I sang were all written by Zhihe."

Xia Chi looked at Ruan Mi and froze on the spot.

Can Chen Zhihe still write songs?

She had heard the songs Ruan Mi sang before and liked them very much, but she thought they were written by Ruan Mi himself, which was one of the reasons why she supported Ruan Mi's singing.

However, she never expected that it was actually written by Chen Zhihe.

How is this possible?

To say that he knows how to do business, Xia Chi has learned about Chen Zhihe's shared bicycles. Although she admires Chen Zhihe's vision, she feels that there is actually an element of luck, and at the same time, it can barely be justified.

But if you say that Chen Zhihe can write songs and can write such good songs, Xia Chi won't believe it.

Geniuses have their limits. This is totally unreasonable. Didn’t Chen Zhihe study finance?

"Are you sure it was written by him?" Xia Chi questioned.

Ruan Mi smiled. She didn't know why, but she felt very happy when she saw other people's expressions.

"It's strange. I thought it was strange at first, but it was really written by him. I saw it with my own eyes."

"Why did you see it with your own eyes?" Xia Chi asked.
To be continued...
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