Chapter 345 Two women fight for husband
"You always feel lonely and depressed~"

“You’re always disappointed~”

"There is always too much confusion about the future of life."

After a catchy chorus climax, Li Luo changed his tone and the slightly low main part slowly entered.

Everyone present was already used to the fact that Li Luo wrote songs, so they weren't too shocked.

Just listen to Li Luo's singing, quietly enjoying and appreciating his performance.

"Look into my eyes~ Remember my voice~"

"Fearless of wind and rain~Don't forget that I am still standing~here~"

When listening to Li Luo singing to this part, Ying Chanxi looked into Li Luo's eyes and happened to meet his gaze. His soft voice in her ears moved her heartbeat.

Obviously, this song was sung by Li Luo as a birthday gift to Yan Zhusheng, but Ying Chanxi pursed his lips and pretended that this was a song Li Luo was singing for himself. Thus, he deceived himself and was immediately immersed in the mood of the song and lyrics.

After all, when she was a child, she went through the most difficult time. Wasn't it because Li Luo always stayed by her side that she was able to slowly get out of that dark period?

"I just want to be your sun~your sun~"

"In your heart~In the bottom of your heart~"

"No matter how far away it is~"

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side~"

Yes...Li Luo is indeed like her sun.

Whenever he was around, Ying Chanxi's world was like having a little sun full of energy, and he didn't have to worry about any wind or rain.

But now... this little sun seems to be like the sun in reality, and it doesn't just shine on her.

Pursing his lips, he looked at Yan Zhusheng who was sitting next to him. Even though she was still wearing a blindfold, Ying Chanxi could fully imagine what expression was in Zhusheng's eyes.

When he thought of this, Ying Chanxi felt a little discouraged.

……

Li Luo didn't sing for too long. After the short two-minute singing, he walked up and personally took off Yan Zhusheng's blindfold.

As a result, when Yan Zhusheng opened his eyes and saw him, he couldn't help but stand up and threw himself into Li Luo's arms.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi's pupils next to him suddenly trembled.

Xu Youyu also opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

Xu Yinghuan's eyes lit up, while Qiao Xinyan covered her mouth in surprise, and then looked at Ying Chanxi with some concern.

As for Zhao Rongjun, he looked at Ying Chanxi, then at Yan Zhusheng, and finally his gaze fell on Li Luo's surprised face. He could only sigh for his brother in his heart.

"Ahem..." With so many people present, Li Luo coughed and immediately pushed Yan Zhusheng away, "You haven't blown out the candles yet."

"Oh..." Yan Zhusheng blinked, blushing slightly, and sat back in her seat, "You sang so well. I was a little too excited."

Yes, I was so excited that I hugged him subconsciously.

After saying this, Yan Zhusheng lowered his head and blew towards the candles on the cake that had been burning for a long time, and blew out all the candles in one breath.

Everyone helped to take out the extinguished candles one by one. They all seemed to have forgotten the previous incident, and no one mentioned it again tacitly.

Yan Zhusheng picked up a plastic blade and began to distribute the cake to everyone.

Everyone ate cake and started singing songs, and the birthday party went on very happily.

Tonight’s birthday boy turned into a microphone master and sang several songs for everyone.

Li Luo also sang two songs.

Even people like Xu Youyu, who don't usually sing, picked up the microphone.

Only Zhao Rongjun was there, sitting in the corner quietly eating cake without saying a word. If the lights were a little dimmer, it would be almost impossible to find him.

Zhao Rongjun can actually sing, although he is definitely not as professional as Li Luo, but his singing is also within the acceptable range.

The reason why people don't sing is simply because they are socially anxious.

Li Luo vaguely still remembered that in their previous life, the two of them came to KTV a few times on a whim. They didn't bring anyone else, just the two of them, and Zhao Rongjun sang with great pleasure.

Even though they are all howling and the high notes are hoarse, the main purpose is to vent and the singing is very refreshing.

Unfortunately, Zhao Rongjun in this life was not so generous. Li Luo only advised him a few words, and seeing that he kept shaking his head, he did not force him to sing a song.

For things like this, you still need to proceed step by step and adapt slowly.

And Zhao Rongjun was not completely uninvolved.

In addition to eating cake, he would also clap his hands to keep the beat for the people singing, and if he heard a song he was familiar with, he would hum a few lines in private.

But without a microphone, no one could hear how he sang.

But at this moment, Xu Yinghuan sang a song called "Dimple" and asked Qiao Xinyan to sing along with her.

Perhaps because she noticed that Zhao Rongjun next to her was humming during the climax of the chorus, Xu Yinghuan seized the opportunity and secretly put the microphone in her hand close to Zhao Rongjun's mouth.

“Finally found ~ the beauty of being in tune with each other ~”

When Qiao Xinyan sang to this part, she suddenly felt that the voice of Xu Yinghuan, who was singing with her, was a little strange.

When he turned around, he found that Zhao Rongjun had already hidden in the corner, waving his hands and begging for mercy at Xu Yinghuan.

Seeing this situation, Qiao Xinyan knew what had happened and immediately laughed and shook her head.

"Brother Jun, you can sing, right?" Xu Ying happily put the microphone close to Zhao Rongjun's mouth, "If you can sing, just sing. It's so boring to sit in the corner alone."

Zhao Rongjun waved his hands repeatedly: "Just sing, I'll applaud you."

"Okay." Qiao Xinyan walked over, pulled Xu Yinghuan away, and said with a smile, "If he doesn't want to sing, then forget it. There's no need to force him."

"Okay." Xu Yinghuan shook her head regretfully. Seeing that Qiao Xinyan said so, she had no choice but to let Zhao Rongjun go for the time being.

However, when the music rhythm entered the chorus stage again, Qiao Xinyan, who was sitting next to Zhao Rongjun at this time, also clearly heard Zhao Rongjun's humming.

Turning her head to look at Zhao Rongjun, Qiao Xinyan thought for a moment, and while continuing to sing, she pulled Zhao Rongjun's arm, then pointed at her microphone with an expression of recommendation and encouragement.

Seeing this, Zhao Rongjun hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand.

Qiao Xinyan didn't make things difficult for him. She just smiled and continued singing.

This made Zhao Rongjun feel relieved, and his originally tense body also relaxed.

Soon, as everyone was singing, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Luo cleaned up the birthday cake and packed up the uneaten part to take away.

Seven people walked out of the KTV door and parted at the intersection.

Xu Yinghuan got in the car that came to pick her up from home and left first.

Zhao Rongjun and Qiao Xinyan walked side by side towards home.

While walking on the road, Zhao Rongjun glanced at Qiao Xinyan from time to time, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

After Qiao Xinyan found out, she immediately asked in confusion: "Do you have anything to say?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Just say what you want to say." Qiao Xinyan said with a smile, "Didn't you say the same thing when Zhu Sheng made a birthday wish today? I hope you won't stutter when talking to girls in the future. You must work hard to fulfill the birthday boy's wish."

"Um... um..." Zhao Rongjun scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I really don't have much to say, I just want to thank you."

"Ah?" Qiao Xinyan was stunned for a moment, "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for not forcing me to sing." Zhao Rongjun said a little embarrassedly, "I really feel embarrassed to sing in that kind of situation... I feel like my hands are shaking when I touch the microphone."

"Oh, you're talking about that? What's there to thank me for?" Qiao Xinyan covered her mouth and chuckled, then helped to explain, "But Huanhuan didn't mean to bully you. That's just her personality. She's always lively and maybe she didn't take your feelings into consideration."

"Yeah, I know. I don't mean to blame her." Zhao Rongjun nodded quickly. "After all, it's all my fault. It's not good for me not to sing when we all go to KTV together."

"What's wrong with that?" Qiao Xinyan consoled him. "Look at Zhu Sheng and Li Luo. They didn't say anything about you. Everyone has a different personality. We can't expect everyone to do things in the same way."

Hearing Qiao Xinyan's considerate words, Zhao Rongjun couldn't help but talk more. He chatted with her all the way to the third intersection.

At this point, the two should part ways.

"Goodbye then." Qiao Xinyan waved at him and said with a smile, "We won't study together this week. I guess we'll have to wait until school starts again."

"Well, see you at the start of school."

"I heard from Li Luo that we seem to have been assigned to Class 8. From now on, we will see each other every day."

"Yes, yes..."

"Okay, no more chatting, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

……

After returning home, Yan Zhusheng had no intention of starting a second battlefield at night. After politely declining Xu Youyu's invitation to play Monopoly, he pulled Li Luo into the piano room.

Ying Chanxi went to the kitchen to cut some fruit, and under the pretext of delivering the fruit, he knocked on the door and went in to take a look.

It turned out that Yan Zhusheng was just asking Li Luo to play the song "Sun" on the guitar a few more times, intending to come up with the music score for the song.

Seeing Yan Zhusheng's serious expression, Ying Chanxi knew that he was overthinking, so he put the fruit down and reminded them to remember to eat it, then quietly left and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the piano room, Yan Zhusheng listened to Li Luo's playing over and over again without getting tired of it. After roughly sketching out the music score, he couldn't wait to send it to Luo Fei.

[Luo Fei]: Could this be written by that kid Li Luo again?
[Yan Zhusheng]: Yes, it’s him.

[Luo Fei]: It feels pretty good? The chorus is pretty nice, are you going to arrange it?
[Yan Zhusheng]: Well, thank you for your help, auntie.

[Luo Fei]: Okay, okay, but why didn’t he write this song earlier? I feel it is more suitable for the competition than the song “Light”.

[Yan Zhusheng]: Today is my birthday, and this is the gift he prepared specifically for me.

【Luo Fei】: Okay, okay, let's do this, right? By the way, today is your birthday? I almost forgot, so this arrangement is free, and remember to give me a physical CD after recording it.

[Yan Zhusheng]: Okay, thank you, Auntie.

【Luo Fei】: You’re welcome.

After chatting with Luo Fei, Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo and asked him, "Will you come to my house tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Recording songs?" Li Luo laughed, "Will Aunt Luo Fei make it in time? It's just one night."

"Then I'll ask again."

[Yan Zhusheng]: Will it be too late tomorrow? Arrangement.

[Luo Fei]: When do you want it? In the afternoon?
[Yan Zhusheng]: Well, almost.

[Luo Fei]: It’s not difficult to make a simple one, but if you want to make it more refined and match the style, it will still take some time.

[Luo Fei]: But I’m free tomorrow, how about you come to my place to record a song?

[Yan Zhusheng]: The city is so far away.

[Luo Fei]: Then I'll go to your place. You're recording songs at home, right?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Yes, but wouldn’t it be too troublesome?

[Luo Fei]: How could it be troublesome?

[Luo Fei]: As for the album that Li Luo made for your mother, I was entrusted with the arrangement of these nine songs. I feel like I will become quite famous in the industry.

[Yan Zhusheng]: See you tomorrow afternoon?

[Luo Fei]: OK, I’ll make a simple version tonight and see how to modify it tomorrow morning.

[Yan Zhusheng]: How about tomorrow morning? You can listen to our singing first, and then consider how to change it. [Luo Fei]: That's fine, then tomorrow at 8:30 is ok?

[Yan Zhusheng]: Okay.

"Auntie said it's okay." Yan Zhusheng put away his phone and said to Li Luo, "But it will take time to make it more refined, so she will come over tomorrow to record the song together and make adjustments on the spot."

"Will you sing this song?" Li Luo asked.

Yan Zhusheng shook his head, then pointed at Li Luo, then at himself: "You sing one version, I sing one version, and it would be best if we could have a chorus version, okay? We should try to finish recording before school starts."

"The birthday boy is the most important, I will listen to you." Li Luo smiled and nodded, saying, "Then let's not do anything else today? Do you still want to play cards?"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head: "Rest early today, conserve your energy, and record songs well tomorrow."

"Row."

"But you can't leave now." Yan Zhusheng held him back and pointed at the fruit on the table next to him. "Xixi hasn't finished eating the fruit she cut."

"Then eat for a while."

"You feed me."

"You're really a three-year-old kid, huh?"

"The birthday star is the greatest, you said."

"Okay, okay, open your mouth."

"Ah~"

……

When Ying Chanxi finished taking a shower and came to the piano room again, all the fruit on the plate had been eaten.

Yan Zhusheng played the piano, Li Luo stood beside him and played the guitar, and the two sang tonight's song "Sun" together.

When the song ended, Ying Chanxi pursed his lips, looked at the tacit cooperation between the two, and said, "Zhu Sheng, I'm done, you go and wash."

"Oh, okay."

Yan Zhusheng got up obediently and ran to take a shower.

Li Luo put down his guitar, took Ying Chanxi to his bedroom, and helped her blow dry her hair.

When Yan Zhusheng finished his shower and came in to blow dry his hair, Ying Chanxi stood up with a smile, pulled Yan Zhusheng to sit down beside the bed, took the hair dryer from Li Luo, and said gently:
"Li Luo still needs to write, let me help you play it today, Zhu Sheng, sit down."

Yan Zhusheng was pushed to sit on the bed by Ying Chanxi. He was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Luo who was laughing and shaking his head, and immediately puffed his lips.

But Ying Chanxi had already knelt behind her and turned on the hair dryer to blow dry her hair. Yan Zhusheng could no longer refuse and could only silently enjoy Ying Chanxi's service.

Li Luo, who was sitting in front of the computer, opened the typing software and said to Ying Chanxi while typing: "Tomorrow I will go to her house with Zhu Sheng to record a song. I want to tell you."

Ying Chanxi paused for a moment while holding the hair dryer in her hand, and then she asked, "When?"

"Tomorrow morning." said Yan Zhusheng who was enjoying the breeze.

Hearing this answer, Ying Chanxi's eyes moved slightly, and he continued to ask: "Then can I go with you?"

"Doesn't Xixi have to go to class this afternoon?" Yan Zhusheng couldn't help but say, "My home is a little far from school."

"It's okay. Just leave early at noon and come to school." Ying Chanxi smiled slightly, "Zhu Sheng, don't you welcome me to your house?"

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "Then Xixi, come along."

After blow-drying his hair, Yan Zhusheng stood up and said goodbye: I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'm going back to sleep first.

Seeing this, Ying Chanxi felt embarrassed to stay here any longer, especially when he thought about how he had missed the morning run because he was too sleepy, and thus let Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng go out on a date alone. Ying Chanxi immediately left and hurried back to the bedroom, ready to go to bed early.

But just when Li Luo thought that nothing would happen tonight, after a while, the door of the room was pushed open again.

Just by listening to the footsteps, Li Luo could basically tell who it was. As the sound approached, the back of his head fell into a soft place, and Li Luo asked helplessly: "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

"Is there nothing I can do if I can't find you?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "I wrote a draft in advance to celebrate Zhu Sheng's birthday. I had already cleared the time tonight to play cards, but you guys didn't want to play."

"I have to go to Zhu Sheng's house to record a song tomorrow morning, so I have to go to bed early." Li Luo closed his eyes and enjoyed the head massage provided by Xu Youyu. "Senior, do you want to go with me tomorrow?"

"You guys are going to record the song, why should I follow you?" Xu Youyu immediately shook his head, "I want to sleep in, don't bother me."

"You need to take care of your health." Li Luo laughed. "Today, I played badminton with Xu Yinghuan. I saw that you were exhausted after just a while, and you just sat there chatting the rest of the time."

"You're really nosy." Xu Youyu snorted, "You'd rather let me die than ask me to exercise."

As she said that, she pressed Li Luo's head twice, pressing him so hard that he almost ascended to heaven and screamed in a hoarse voice.

"Come to think of it." After Xu Youyu vented his anger, he continued, "You wrote "Waiting for You to Get Out of Class" before, and filmed a music video with Xixi. This time for Zhusheng's birthday, you wrote another song called "The Sun."

At this point, Xu Youyu paused, then smiled and leaned close to Li Luo's ear, blowing hot air into his ears, and asked with a slightly complaining tone, "So... when will it be my turn?"

"Ahem... the gifts I gave you were all tailor-made for you." Li Luo coughed and explained, "Xixi likes photography, so I accompanied her to shoot the MV. Zhusheng likes singing, so I gave her a song. As for the senior sister..."

"I like drinking, so you gave me a wine glass, right?" Xu Youyu snorted, "Then I also like listening to songs, why don't you write one for me?"

"Then your birthday this year has already passed."

"Who said it can only be given on birthdays?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "School has started, so we can celebrate with a song. Shouldn't we also have a song for National Day? There are also New Year's Day and Spring Festival..."

"Hey, hey! Do you think I'm a wholesaler?"

"Why not?" Xu Youyu sighed softly, "Before this, who would have believed that you could buy all of Aunt Yuan's new albums?"

To be honest, even though I heard about this at the parents' dinner, Yuan Wanqing also appeared on the singer's stage a few days ago, sang the first song of her new album, and became a huge hit.

But even now, when Xu Youyu sees the boy in front of him, he always finds it difficult to connect him with the talented and gifted young man that the public imagines.

But it is this kind of Li Luo that can always attract her.

"That's not right." Li Luo was being massaged by her. He searched through his memory palace for the time he had spent with the senior sister. Suddenly he remembered, "When I invited you to drink cocktails before, I clearly sang a song for you. Senior sister, have you forgotten it so quickly?"

"Eh? Really?" Xu Youyu blinked. After being reminded by him, he suddenly recalled, "Hmm... it seems, it seems to be true?"

"Please give my love a Mojito~"

"I like to read her eyes when she is tipsy~"

Li Luo hummed a few lines softly, and immediately brought Xu Youyu back to that ambiguous night.

"Hahaha~" Xu Youyu laughed a little embarrassedly when he heard this familiar melody, "Then didn't I blame you wrongly? I must have drunk too much that day, so I don't remember it very clearly."

The main thing was that the most exciting thing that night was the forceful kiss he gave Li Luo on the face. Xu Youyu only remembered this incident.

Now that more than two months have passed, my detailed memories of that night have become a little fuzzy.

But when Li Luo sang this song, Xu Youyu seemed to be back to that night again. He couldn't help but hug Li Luo's neck with his arms, put his head close to his face, and smiled ambiguously: "How about doing something?"

"Stop it." Li Luo said helplessly, "I already told you I have to get up early tomorrow, please stop bothering me, at least change another day?"

"Just one cup." Xu Youyu raised a finger and said confidently.

When Li Luo heard this, he was immediately furious: "I don't believe you!"

……

The next morning.

Ying Chanxi woke up early, turned off the alarm on his mobile phone, then immediately got out of bed, put on his slippers and walked towards Li Luo's room.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she bumped into Yan Zhusheng in the corridor.

The two stopped at the door of Li Luo's bedroom and looked at each other. In the end, Yan Zhusheng hugged Ying Chanxi and said, "Good morning, Xixi."

"Oh... Good morning, Zhusheng..." Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Why are you here instead of going to the bathroom?"

"I'll wake Li Luo up."

"Then I'll go and call, you go wash up first."

"My toothbrush fell in his bathroom yesterday. I'd better shout."

"I also have to go get some clothes from his closet, so I have to go in there as well."

"Then let's go together."

"it is good."

The two men reached a brief alliance, pushed open Li Luo's door together, and came to Li Luo's bedside.

The two men stood on the left and the other on the right, and it was unclear whether they were competing with each other. Both of them remained silent, and just pulled Li Luo and shook his body.

Li Luo was half asleep and half awake from the shaking. He opened his eyes dazedly and rubbed his eyes while muttering, "Zhu Sheng? What time is it?"

After hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi threw his hands in anger, feeling like he had lost.

Only then did Li Luo realize that there were people on both sides of his bed.

"Get up, Li Luo." Yan Zhusheng was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Li Luo looked at Yan Zhusheng, then at Ying Chanxi on the other side, coughed twice, and whispered to Ying Chanxi: "She usually comes to wake me up early in the morning, so I thought it was her."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi pouted, but then he forced himself to stand up and walked towards Li Luo's closet, "Then you should get up quickly. You still have to go for a morning run after washing up."

As he spoke, Ying Chanxi opened the closet, picked out a piece of clothing and pants for Li Luo, and threw them on the bed: "Wear this one today."

"understood."

The three of them washed up, changed their clothes, and prepared to go out.

Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo's T-shirt with white letters on a blue background, then looked at Ying Chanxi's T-shirt with blue letters on a white background, and fell silent for a moment.

But when she thought that the clothes she was wearing were given to her by Li Luo, her mood improved.

When going out, Yan Zhusheng helped Li Luo take out his shoes and asked him to put them on.

Seeing Yan Zhusheng take out the pair of shoes that Li Luo gave him on his birthday and avoiding the pair that Ying Chanxi gave him when he returned to China, Ying Chanxi blinked immediately.

But Yan Zhusheng was one step faster than her, so Ying Chanxi didn't say much. She just puffed her lips, walked out, and pressed the elevator button first.

After the morning run, the three of them went to a breakfast shop to eat.

The middle-aged man was concentrating on eating his breakfast, wolfing it down as he hurried to work.

Seeing a familiar man and two women at the next table, he fell into deep thought again.

Especially when the two girls fed the boy food from time to time, the middle-aged uncle suddenly felt that the breakfast in front of him was tasteless. He was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and left.

On Li Luo's side, after finally finishing breakfast, Yan Zhusheng also received a call from Luo Fei. The three of them immediately took a taxi and headed to the community where Yan Zhusheng lived.

At 8:30 in the morning, the three arrived at the gate of the community on time and happened to meet Luo Fei who had come from the city.

Luo Fei drove the car to a stop in front of the three people, rolled down the window and said with a smile: "Get in the car, I'll take you directly to the underground garage."

Her car was obviously registered in this community, and it had no obstructions along the way and drove smoothly into the garage.

After finding a parking spot, the four of them took the elevator and arrived at the door of Yan Zhusheng's house.

result.

Just when Yan Zhusheng was about to take out the key and prepare to open the door, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Ying Zhicheng, wearing a suit, looked very smart. He opened the door and walked out.

Yuan Wanqing, who was behind, was wearing a dress and following behind Ying Zhicheng.

The two men looked like they were about to go out, but they bumped into four people at the door.

When Ying Zhicheng saw that his daughter Ying Chanxi was also there, he was stunned for a moment and stood there.

Ying Chanxi also looked at his father blankly at this time. He never expected to meet him here. He subconsciously asked in surprise: "Dad... why are you... at Aunt Yuan's house?"

(End of this chapter)