He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

[Ding! Complete performance of an original work, emotionally charged singing, skillful technique, singing experience +188.]

[Ding! The guitar accompaniment and vocals are perfectly coordinated; Music Experience +156.]

Chen Hao sang with great passion, completely immersed in the emotional atmosphere created by the song.

This is a work that he is very satisfied with. The melody is beautiful and moving, the lyrics are warm and sincere, and the arrangement perfectly complements the song's character.

He believes that if Lin Caiwei were to sing the song, with a more suitable arrangement for her, the effect would be absolutely stunning.

He has even started to think about writing a few more songs in different styles for Lin Caiwei to create a small collection, which might help her achieve a greater breakthrough in music.

Just then, his cell phone, which was on the coffee table, rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Chen Hao stopped playing and singing, turned his head and saw Lin Caiwei's video call invitation on the screen.

He was slightly startled.

At this time?

Sisi hasn't finished school yet.

Lin Caiwei rarely contacts him directly during this period; it's usually to find her daughter.

So this time... was it specifically to find him?

With a hint of doubt and a vague suspicion in his mind, Chen Hao put down his guitar, picked up his phone, and answered the video call.

Lin Caiwei's face immediately appeared on the screen.

She appeared to be in a hotel room, dressed in casual clothes, her hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders, and wearing only light makeup.

She might not even be wearing makeup, yet her skin remains fair and radiant, and her features are so exquisite they look as if they were painted on.

Especially those clear eyes; when they looked over the screen, Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat.

She is really...so beautiful.

This natural, relaxed beauty, unadorned and unpretentious, is more moving and authentic than the meticulously crafted beauty on stage.

"Caiwei," Chen Hao greeted first, his voice still carrying a hint of magnetism from his earlier singing.

"Chen Hao," Lin Caiwei responded, her voice sounding softer than usual, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she were a little embarrassed.

"Um...did I disturb you?"

"No, I just finished something," Chen Hao said, looking at her on the screen.

"Is there something you need? Sisi is still in kindergarten."

"I know... I'm here to see you." Lin Caiwei bit her lower lip, as if making a decision.

She looked up at the camera, her eyes becoming serious: "Chen Hao, I... have something I want to discuss with you."

"Go ahead," Chen Hao said, his heart inexplicably quickening.

"It's about... Starlight and Dust." Lin Caiwei organized her thoughts.

"After I sang this song, the response was really good. I really like it myself and I think it suits me very well."

So I was thinking... since you can create such beautiful songs, then... could you continue to create songs for me in the future?

As she spoke, her pace quickened, as if afraid of being rejected, and she quickly added:

"Of course, it's not free! We can collaborate. I'll request your song, you'll pay the copyright fee, or we can use other revenue-sharing methods. We can discuss the specifics!"

I just feel that... the songs you write really resonate with me, and they're so comfortable to sing.

If we can continue to collaborate, it will be a great help to me and to my music.

After she finished speaking, she looked at the screen nervously, waiting for Chen Hao's reaction.

As Chen Hao listened to her words and looked at the mixture of anticipation, nervousness, and a hint of unease on her face, he suddenly smiled.

The smile was gentle and bright, and it was clearly conveyed through the screen.

"Caiwei," Chen Hao's voice carried a hint of amusement and a strange sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both joy and reflection).

"We two really are on the same wavelength."

"Huh?" Lin Caiwei blinked, not understanding what he meant.

"I said," Chen Hao said, looking into her eyes and enunciating each word clearly.

"I was just thinking of writing a song for you. And just now, I finished writing a new one."

When Lin Caiwei heard the words, "We two are truly in sync," her heart skipped a beat, as if something had gently bumped into it.

A strange, tingling sensation spread down her spine, making her cheeks slightly flushed.

The phrase "telepathic connection" felt both unfamiliar and...indescribably exciting to her when applied to them.

But when she heard the second half of Chen Hao's sentence, the initial excitement was instantly replaced by immense joy.

"Really? You've...written another one?"

Lin Caiwei's voice rose slightly with excitement, her eyes wide open, filled with disbelief and eager anticipation.

"What song is that? Quick, sing it for me!"

She completely forgot her earlier tension and anxiety, her mind completely absorbed by this unexpected good news.

Chen Hao actually had the same idea as her, and had already put it into action!

This tacit understanding and timeliness filled her with an indescribable joy, even... a sense of being valued and cherished.

"Okay," Chen Hao readily agreed.

He picked up his phone, found a suitable angle in the living room, and propped it up with a book so that the camera could capture him.

Then, he picked up his guitar again, adjusted his posture, and smiled at his phone screen:

"I'm tentatively calling this song 'Clear Sky and Gentle Breeze.' I hope you'll like it."

After he finished speaking, his fingers gently touched the strings.

The prelude begins with a clear, babbling guitar chord, as gentle as a stream, creating a beautiful and warm melody that instantly evokes a peaceful and hopeful atmosphere.

Chen Hao sang the first line:

When the world becomes noisy, when crowds rush by...

I will always remember that clear lake in your eyes…

His voice was deep and gentle, with a narrative-like intimacy; every word was pronounced clearly, and the emotions were conveyed perfectly.

Lin Caiwei was almost immediately captivated.

She held her breath, her eyes fixed on Chen Hao on the screen, her ears straining to catch every note and lyric.

The melody of the verse is simple yet moving, and the lyrics depict a scene of finding inner peace in a restless world.

Chen Hao's singing was relaxed and natural, with the guitar accompaniment acting as a gentle background, softly supporting his voice.

Soon, the song entered its chorus.

The guitar tempo quickened slightly, and the chords became fuller.

Chen Hao's voice also became brighter, and his emotions were fuller:

You are my clear sky, dispelling all the fog.

I am your gentle breeze, caressing every dream of yours.

No need for many vows, no need to fear the distance.

"To protect each other like this is the best kind of forever..."