Ji Chi, whose eyes were dark, tried to find traces of coaxing on her face, but her eyes were more sincere than anyone he had ever seen.

"but……"

"But what?" Ji Chi asked eagerly.

Qiao Wan smiled: "But... your lyrics are wrong."

"Impossible." He wrote the lyrics himself, how could they be wrong.

Qiao Wan reached out and held his cheek, "Wrong. Xiao Qiao said that flowers will wither, but love will never wither."

The lyrics of the song he sang were too pessimistic, and I don't know who wrote it. It was written by someone who had been hurt by love. Looking at him like this, he didn't look like someone who had been in love, and he sang it in a way that he felt empathy.

"Why do you say love will never fade?" Ji Chi was a little disappointed, she didn't understand at all.

"It's not what I said, it's..." Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "You've never played Honor of Kings?"

Ji Chi: "What is that?"

Qiao Wan shook his head, "Forget it, that's not important."

"You haven't answered me yet, so why do you say love will never fade?" Ji Chi asked.

"Hmm..." Qiao Wan thought for a while. She really didn't know how to break up with him. She smiled mischievously, "You will know if you try with me. Try to see if love will wither."

"How to try?"

"Be with me." Qiao Wan returned to the topic, "Don't you like me?"

The heat on both sides of his cheeks continued to spread into his body, do you like it? How could he like a food, but he seemed reluctant to eat her immediately? He didn't know when he would meet such a strange human being who was not afraid of life and death next time.

"Then can you come and listen to me singing every day?"

Is this considered a promise? Qiao Wan was ecstatic and rubbed his soft hair. It turned out that the stupid boy was easy to deceive.

No, why did she seem to be a scumbag? She didn't lie to him, she just guided him to express his inner thoughts.

"It's a blessing," she said.

Ji Chi ignored the irritation of having his hair messed up just now and happily pulled Qiao Wan, "Go now!"

Ji Chi forgot that Qiao Wan could not pass through obstacles directly like him. Qiao Wan could not see the road and was being pulled around by him. She forced a stop, "Wait a minute, let's find a way to light up the house first. Just now Why did the lights suddenly go out, and there was no notification that there was a power outage? I don’t know if the light bulb was broken or the circuit breaker tripped.”

After checking for a long time, it turned out that the simple light bulb was broken. Qiao Wan found a desk lamp in Ji Chi's bedroom and plugged it in. Although it was not bright enough, at least he could see clearly at home.

Only then did she realize that his bedroom was littered with scattered or crumpled waste paper, a guitar with broken strings lying on the floor, a piano opposite the bed, a drum set to the right of the piano, and many musical instruments she didn't recognize. , as well as a range of recording equipment and computers.

She finally knew what his occupation was, "So you are a musician, you are so awesome!"

Ji Chi was a little embarrassed and subconsciously retorted, "Not at all..."

"Did you write that song last night?"

Ji Chi nodded.

Qiao Wan's eyes shone with surprise. She held his hand excitedly, "You are not only my boyfriend, but also my idol. You are so amazing! That is the most beautiful song I have ever heard."

It was probably the charming temperament in his voice that made her skin crawl.

He bit his lip, but shook his head with joy in his heart, and then looked at her expectantly, "Then shall I sing to you again?"

"Okay, okay, but I have to get our dinner now, why not after dinner? Are you hungry too?" She got off work to buy groceries and came back to work on it for a long time. It was already very late now.

He was obviously disappointed, but he quickly hid it. Ji Chi, who had originally planned to eat her today, now had an empty stomach, and he was indeed hungry.

Qiao Wan planned to have hot pot tonight, which was convenient and fast, and not easy to overturn.

She was making preparations in the kitchen and found that the kitchen utensils in the kitchen were in a state that no one had used, which was understandable.

However, there is no rider taking takeaway orders here. What does he usually eat?

This question was quickly answered by Qiao Wan. She found a box of instant noodles under the closet and felt sad for her poor boyfriend.

She understood again that her boyfriend was a legendary musician with ideals and ambitions, but had not yet been discovered.

But this means that he is very poor. He must have saved all his meager income to buy equipment, which makes it understandable why he lives in this apartment that is rumored to be haunted and the rent is cheap.

It seemed that before her dear boyfriend became popular, she had to work hard to make money. How could her man Qiao Wan eat instant noodles every day? She felt so distressed.

After licking the instant noodles twice, she turned to stone.

"Ji Chi!"

Ji Chi, who had sneaked up behind him at some point, was startled by her sudden shout. He covered his ears and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Wan picked up a pack of instant noodles in disgust and turned around, "This instant noodles has expired for several years! Where did you buy it? Have you been cheated by a profiteer? This is outrageous. I'll go find him!"

Ji Chi frowned and let go of his ears, "I forgot."

"You're not still eating every day, are you?" Qiao Wan looked him up and down worriedly.

He shook his head, "I haven't eaten these things for a long time."

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I'll help you take it and throw it away later."

…

The cut vegetables were tumbling in the boiling red oil pan. Qiao Wan picked up the slices of meat and put them in the bowl in front of Ji Chi, "Eat it."

Ji Chi's brows tightened under his broken hair, and he picked it up and put it into his mouth with great resistance under Qiao Wan's expectant eyes.

It tastes terrible... It's like chewing on a rotten rag that has been weathered by no use for a long time.

"Why, it doesn't taste good?" Qiao Wan looked at his strange expression, picked up a mouthful and stuffed it into her mouth. There was absolutely no way it wouldn't taste good. The hot pot base she bought was so delicious when heated on the soles of her shoes.

She understood, "You don't like eating meat, right?"

Ji Chi: That's not true...

I cooked some vegetarian dishes for him. He always likes potatoes. Everyone doesn’t like potatoes.

Ji Chi picked up the potatoes as if facing an enemy, chewed them hard, melted them in his mouth and then swallowed them. The taste was as disgusting as mud that had been scalded with boiling water.

Qiao Wan held her forehead. It seemed that he really didn't like hot pot and she forgot to ask him what he liked to eat. Fortunately, he liked her too, otherwise today would have been completely ruined by her.

"How about I get you something else to eat?"

Ji Chi shook his head. He was already tired of eating human food.

Qiao Wan turned around and took out a few buns and snacks from the pocket behind her, "Then you can eat this to fill your stomach. I'll make you something else delicious some other time."

Ji Chi hugged the snacks and stared at her, "Are you full?"

Qiao Wan: "I haven't started yet."

He was discouraged for two seconds, his eyes brightened, he picked up the chopsticks and kept scooping vegetables into her bowl, "Then eat quickly."