Chapter 357 Looking forward

After returning home, Chen Zhihe was sitting in the study, staring at the computer, but thinking about Chen Wen.

Have you found your next home yet?

He had no intention of blaming Chen Wen, and it was beyond human control to like this thing.

It can be said that except for Xu Xiaoran, no one else in 404 has the right to accuse him.

Chen Zhihe only felt a little regretful.

Wang Qi is actually a nice girl with a good personality. It can be seen that she likes Chen Wen very much.

As for Zeng Jing, Chen Zhihe didn't know much about her. Her only advantage was that her figure and appearance were much higher than Wang Qi's.

Young people, who like good-looking things, cannot avoid vulgarity after all.

Sighing, Chen Zhihe opened the document and was thinking about what song to write to Ruan Mi.

Pulling the document, Chen Zhihe stopped at a song.

Wang Qi, Wang Qi, I will give you this song.

This was a song written seven or eight years later. Although it was sung by a boy, Chen Zhihe felt that Ruan Mi should be able to control it.

More importantly, Chen Zhihe, immersed in regret for Wang Qi, felt that there was no time to give this song to her.

However, the name needs to be changed. Why not call it "Written to Luo Jia".

"The day I turned nineteen

I came to Luojia

To meet you here

I paid for my four years

…

when i first met you

Liangshan boy is always so shy

When I gently hold your hand

I thought you would accompany me to the end

…

You want me to stick to my persistence

You let me know who to live for

Eternity is not just that moment

Thank you for letting me see my future.”

…

It is a very simple song with simple lyrics and simple melody. It is not bitter, but more about the freedom and blessing after letting go.

I hope Wang Qi likes it.

The first song for Ruan Mi this time was decided.

One song is not enough, it seems I have to find another one.

Continuing to scroll down, Chen Zhihe didn't know what to choose.

Either it's not suitable for Ruan Mi, or he feels bad about it.

While Chen Zhihe was still hesitating, the cell phone on the table rang.

It seemed that it was a reminder of an incoming call. Chen Zhihe shook his head and smiled, then answered the call.

It was Chen Wen calling.

In fact, he had been waiting for Chen Wen's call, and he felt that Chen Wen would definitely give him this call.

…

After sending Zeng Jing back to her residence, Chen Wen kept hesitating whether to find Chen Zhihe or not.

After returning to the dormitory, after much deliberation, he finally called Chen Zhihe.

"Brother Chen, where are you?"

Chen Zhihe smiled and said, "What's going on outside?"

Chen Wen hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it convenient for me to talk to you later?"

Chen Zhihe looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he said, "Okay, you are in the dormitory. Don't look for me. I will go back to the dormitory in a while."

Chen Wen said "hmm" and said, "That's okay."

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "I want to drink, can you do that?"

Chen Zhihe laughed and said, "Of course it's no problem. I'll buy it and take it over later."

Knowing that Chen Zhihe was not short of money, Chen Wen did not show any pretense and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhihe sat on a chair and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed.

After turning off the computer, tidying up, Chen Zhihe went out.

It's quite cold outside, but fortunately the car is downstairs.

While driving, Chen Zhihe bought some beer at the canteen at the school gate, and then turned to a braised food stall he often passed by to buy some braised vegetables.

When drinking, you still need to have some snacks to go with it.

After a while, Chen Zhihe arrived downstairs in the dormitory. Maybe the students had almost left school and no one was around.

There were a few lights on in the dormitory building, and it looked a little deserted.

After knocking on the bedroom door, Chen Wen opened the door after a while.

Seeing what Chen Zhihe was holding, Chen Wen took it easily.

Seeing that Chen Wen's computer was still on and there was a pile of paper next to it, Chen Zhihe asked: "Still busy?"

Chen Wen scratched his head and said, "It's the end of the year and I'm really busy."

After moving out the small table where he had been playing mahjong, Chen Wen lifted him up and moved the chair over.

Chen Zhihe nodded, moved his chair over, and sat opposite Chen Wen.

"Looks like you're doing well?" Chen Zhihe said with a smile.

Chen Wenle said cheerfully: "It's not bad. I feel like everyone takes good care of me and I learned a lot."

Chen Zhihe smiled and said, "That's pretty good."

Chen Wen opened a can of beer, pulled the tab, raised it, and said seriously: "Actually, I know, there must be your reasons for this, Brother Chen. I won't say thank you, I'll take a sip first.

.”

After saying that, he drank almost half of the bottle of wine.

Chen Zhihe shook his head and said: "Cultivation depends on the individual. Don't think too much. In a company like yours, it all depends on ability."

Chen Wen put down his drink, nodded and said, "So I'm studying hard."

Chen Zhihe smiled, took out a can of beer and opened it.

After squirting the wine with Chen Wen, Chen Zhihe took a sip and said, "Come on."

Opening the bag of stewed vegetables, Chen Zhihe was too lazy to use chopsticks and just grabbed it with his hands.

Jiangcheng's braised meat is still mainly chicken and duck meat, with wings and claws being the main ingredients.

Chen Zhihe tasted it and found that it tasted pretty good, no worse than the brand's, but had its own characteristics.

"Wang Qi and I broke up."

After a long silence, Chen Wen drank his wine in silence.

Chen Zhihe didn't show any surprise, just asked: "When did you and that...Zeng Jing start?"

Chen Wen shook his head and said, "Actually, it hasn't started yet."

Chen Zhihe asked: "So, you are not together yet?"

Chen Wen nodded and continued drinking.

"Does that have anything to do with her?" Chen Zhihe asked.

This sentence had no beginning or end, but Chen Wen understood it.

He frowned and thought for a while, then sighed and said, "Probably, more or less."

Chen Zhihe chewed the chicken wings in his mouth.

Hmm, it's a little numb, as if I bit some Sichuan peppercorns.
To be continued...