I woke up to find I had gotten my marriage certificate with a female celebrity.

"Boss? Why did I hear someone call you 'husband'?"

"What's going on here? Whose daughter is this?"

Qin Yi's vision went black, and Chen Qianyu, who was next to him, was also startled. She quickly covered her mouth and ran back to the bathroom.

"Mom, you...you misheard me."

Li Juan: "Did you hear me wrong? Your mom doesn't have Alzheimer's yet!!"

"Are you dating someone in college? That noise sounds so familiar."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, but then the sound became so loud that even the speakerphone started making static.

"Wait a minute, aren't you supposed to be in the dorm? What are you doing? Are you living with someone now??"

"Qin Yi, let me tell you, if you get someone pregnant, I'll break your legs!"

I was immediately given a severe scolding. My mother is from Northeast China, and when she got angry, her voice was loud enough to be heard clearly from half a kilometer away.

"Mom, don't worry, let me explain."

In fact, Qin Yi didn't know how to explain it. Borrowing clothes from Qin Wangwang was understandable, but Chen Qianyu at home really left him completely clueless.

Just when she was at her wit's end and couldn't find any excuse, thankfully Chen Qianyu's computer came to the rescue.

Girls' computers often have all sorts of pop-up windows. Qin Yi looked at a message that popped up and suddenly had an idea.

"It's not that I want to wear a dog costume, it's that I need it for work."

"I have a collaboration with an entertainment company to shoot a music video, so I need to borrow Wangwang's school uniform."

"It was meant for a female celebrity, not for me."

Upon hearing this explanation, the volume on the other end of the phone finally decreased.

"Hey, I told you my son couldn't be a psychopath."

Qin Yi's eye twitched. "That's not what you were thinking just now."

"And what about that girl from earlier? How long have you been talking to her?"

Qin Yi moved the mouse, opened the video, turned up the volume, and then moved the phone closer.

"Mom, I caught a cold, so I'm staying in my dorm watching TV."

"The sound you just heard came from inside."

Upon hearing that Qin Yi had a cold, the tone of his voice on the phone suddenly changed.

"Oh my god, what happened? How did you catch a cold when you were perfectly fine?"

"Have you been to the clinic? How serious is it? Have you taken any medication? Should I take a few days off to come over and cook you some meals?"

"You're studying there all by yourself, how could you be so careless? Did you ruin your health by staying up all night every day?"

"I've told you since you were little to eat one bite at a time and do things one step at a time. Why are you still so disobedient now that you're all grown up?"

Although my mom has a bit of a temper, hearing these words warms anyone's heart.

"Mom, it's just a little cold, why are you so worried?"

"I've taken all the medicine, and the fever has gone down. I still have some symptoms, but I think I'll be fine by tomorrow."

After Qin Yi finished speaking, his throat suddenly felt itchy, and he couldn't help but cough several times. The person on the other end of the phone became even more anxious upon hearing this.

"Why are you still coughing? What medicine are you taking? Can you make a video call so Mom can see you?"

Qin Yi thought to himself, "What would happen if they turned on the video?"

So she quickly made an excuse to say she needed to rest, and said she would take photos and send them over later, along with the temperature readings. Only then did Li Juan reluctantly hang up the phone.

"Okay, take care of yourself. There's not much I can do to help you right now. If you run out of money, just ask me for some."

"Did you remember?"

Qin Yi hung up the phone, feeling as if he had just walked through hell.

Seeing Chen Qianyu peeking through the wall with only half her head showing, he waved his hand.

"That's all, I'm hanging up."

Chen Qianyu dried her hair and asked cautiously, "Was that Auntie who called just now?"

Qin Yi said irritably, "If you already know, why ask?"

Chen Qianyu chuckled, walked to the bedside, took out a thermometer, and inserted it directly into Qin Yi's body.

After a while, seeing that her temperature had dropped to 37.8 degrees Celsius, she felt relieved and said...

"Auntie still has this fiery temper."

"I remember it was in the second semester of my junior year of high school, she chased you down the street and hit you."

"What terrible thing did you do back then to deserve being beaten like that?"

The fragrance emanating from Chen Qianyu made Qin Yi's heart flutter.

He glanced down and saw that his clothes were half-dry and half-wet, which made him quickly look away.

"Um... Have you called Sister Yun yet?"

As soon as Chen Qianyu nodded, she noticed that Qin Yi's gaze seemed to be avoiding something.

She mustered her courage, clenched her fist, and deliberately brought her head even closer.

"She didn't answer the phone, she's probably still sleeping. I left a message, she'll probably come over when she wakes up."

The two got closer and closer, almost touching.

But just then, the doorbell rang.

"Hello, delivery."

The atmosphere was ruined, and Chen Qianyu couldn't help but glare at the door.

While Qin Yi was getting takeout, Chen Qianyu quickly moved closer to the computer, wanting to see what song he had written before.

Moving the mouse and clicking on the information bar, the moment she saw the song title, her mood plummeted to rock bottom.

"What are you doing? Come and eat."

"I...I...I'm coming right now."

She really wanted to ask who the song was written for, but she hesitated to ask, afraid of getting the answer she least wanted.

After much thought, she forced herself not to think about it, but on her way to the dining table, she couldn't help but look back at the song title.

"I'm very happy..."

"Why did you choose this name? Was it because you were happy writing songs for her? Or... was it because you were happy writing songs for her?"

"Are you happy when you write songs for me?"

When she arrived at the dining table, she looked at Qin Yi's face and almost couldn't control her eyes.

He made an excuse to wash his hands before going to the bathroom, but Qin Yi outside couldn't help but laugh.

"This girl, she doesn't even try to hide what she's doing."

Looking at the songs he had registered before, Qin Yi guessed what was going on with Chen Qianyu.

After she came out of the restroom, Qin Yi stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth and said this.

"That song, 'I'm Very Happy,' was actually written for Wangwang."

"Huh?" Chen Qianyu was taken aback, her previously low mood instantly replaced by curiosity.

"Woof woof? That's for woof woof?"

Qin Yi nodded, walked into the music room, picked up his guitar, and began to sing softly.

"I won't be sad, don't underestimate me."

"Nothing is insurmountable, just sing a song."

"Even though it's a sad song and the voice is a little trembling, it's still much better than yours. I'm still very happy."

When the song ended, Chen Qianyu stood there, stunned, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Qin Yi suddenly said, "Didn't you ask me why my mom chased and beat me when I was in my second year of high school?"

Chen Qianyu nodded. Could it be that this song is actually related to this matter? But wasn't it written for Wangwang?

"Back then, Wangwang was in the second year of junior high school. A boy in her class dumped her, and she cried in my arms all night, so I wrote this song for her."

"If that boy hadn't done anything, it would have been fine, but he insisted on dragging someone to mock the dog."

"I was so angry that I rushed up and beat them up. Later, the family realized they were in the wrong and didn't dare to come back."

"I don't know how my mom found out about this, but she chased me and beat me for three blocks."

"I didn't dare tell her about Wangwang's early romance, so I just had to bear it all by myself."

In Chen Qianyu's memory, Qin Wangwang was always a quiet and well-behaved little girl.

He usually wears round-framed glasses and speaks in a very polite and refined manner.

Recalling the melody from before, Chen Qianyu couldn't help but ask again.

"But your song..."

"I'm not happy at all."

Qin Yi put the guitar down, holding a bowl of porridge in his left hand and a steamed bun in his right.

He swept the food around with his chopsticks again and picked up a few pieces of pickled vegetables.

"Isn't that obvious? Who can be happy after being dumped?"

"I wrote this song so that she could vent her emotions, and hopefully even cry while singing it. She just needs to cry a few times."

"Who knew that she herself didn't cry many times, but instead made the English teachers in the audience cry with her singing."

"She won first place in the school singing competition with this song, and as a result, even more people started pursuing her."

"Back then, I was chasing and intercepting them every day. You have no idea how tiring that was."

Chen Qianyu chuckled. Although she knew she shouldn't think that way, it was fine as long as it wasn't written for anyone else.

Of course, Qin Wangwang is not considered a person.

After figuring out the background of the song, her appetite returned.

The plain white porridge tasted sweet, as if sugar had been added.

One bite of steamed bun, one bite of porridge; one bite of steamed bun, one bite of porridge.

As she was eating, she suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Just then, Yun Fan pushed open the door.

And then I happened to see her covering her mouth and rushing to the bathroom.

Yun Fan: ?