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After a while, the sound of keyboard typing rang out again in the quiet night. The sound seemed to be the rhythm of Chen Chen's dreams, each keystroke full of power.

As his fingers danced across the screen, words flowed out like a gentle stream, gradually revealing the outline of a captivating story.

To everyone's delight, Chen Chen's second novel also gained popularity, and his profits increased accordingly.

Although they can't compare to truly wealthy people like Lin Muxi and Yan Zihao.

But for Chen Chen, basic food and clothing and survival were no problem.

He was completely absorbed in his creative process, and inspiration flowed freely from his mind like a spring.

Sometimes he would lower his head in deep thought, organizing his thoughts into precise sentences.

Sometimes I rapidly type on the keyboard, transforming the images in my mind into vivid words.

Time flew by as he focused on his work, and before he knew it, the sky outside the window was beginning to lighten.

The first rays of morning light shone softly through the cracks in the window onto Chen Chen's desk.

He finally stopped what he was doing, rubbed his sore eyes, looked at the finished work, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Phew~ I'm finally done writing."

Looking up at the window, I realized that it was already daylight.

"Without realizing it, I ended up coding all night."

This is the first time I've ever been so focused.

"Could it be because of that cup of coffee last night?"

Chen Chen rarely drinks coffee.

They usually drink tea.

Because he can't sleep if he drinks coffee.

But not when drinking tea.

Perhaps it's because tea is something he's been drinking since he was a child.

At the same time, a slight noise came from the bedroom.

Lin Muxi slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she did was look for Chen Chen.

Then, belatedly, it dawned on me, "Wasn't I sleeping on the sofa? How did I end up on the bed?"

She quickly realized, "It must have been my senior who carried me back."

She rubbed her eyes, recalling how she had unknowingly fallen asleep next to Chen Chen last night, and a shy smile appeared on her face.

This is the first time I've ever fallen asleep while watching Chen Chen write.

Lin Muxi got up to wash up and change her clothes. Then she walked out of the bedroom and immediately saw Chen Chen sitting at his desk.

The sunlight shone on him, outlining his focused yet weary figure.

Lin Muxi felt a pang of heartache. She quickly walked to Chen Chen's side and asked in surprise:
"Senior, didn't you sleep all night?"

Chen Chen raised his head, looked at Lin Muxi, and a smile appeared in his eyes:
"I've finished writing this part, and it feels pretty good. Did you sleep well?"

Lin Muxi scolded him with heartache:
"Staying up so late is bad for your health. You can't do this again next time."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked Chen Chen's cheek.

After growing overnight, the stubble had grown out and felt a bit prickly to the touch, but Lin Muxi only felt heartache.

Chen Chen held Lin Muxi's hand and gently pressed it against his face:
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. With you by my side, this little bit of hardship is nothing."

Lin Muxi's eyes were red-rimmed, as if covered by a thin layer of mist, a mist filled with indescribable emotions.

After a long while, she struggled to control her emotions, her throat felt like it was choked by something, and she said in an extremely hoarse voice:
"I'll go cook breakfast."

Chen Chen simply nodded and uttered a single word: "Okay."

The sound was so soft that it seemed a gentle breeze could dissipate it.

Lin Muxi slowly got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Watching Lin Muxi's departing figure completely disappear, Chen Chen, as if using up all his strength, wearily raised his hand and slowly rubbed his forehead. At this moment, his body felt as if it had gone through a battle, and all the exhaustion rushed into his heart at once.

Chen Chen took a deep breath. "Staying up late is really bad for your health."

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the clattering of pots and pans, accompanied by an enticing aroma.

Chen Chen suddenly remembered that Lin Muxi's cooking skills were not good.

So that I can have a proper breakfast.

He quickly got up and went to the kitchen.

When he arrived at the kitchen door, he immediately saw Lin Muxi busy in the kitchen.

Lin Muxi was standing in front of the stove, intently watching the ingredients in the pot, rhythmically stirring them with the spatula in her hand.

Her hair was slightly disheveled and clung to her cheeks, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her eyes were full of seriousness.

Chen Chen walked in quietly, not making much noise, for fear of disturbing her.

He leaned closer and saw a plate of tempting-looking green vegetables being stir-fried in the pot.

The green vegetables were stir-fried until they were a vibrant, glistening green, each leaf coated with a thin layer of oil, emitting an irresistible aroma.

On the stove next to it, a pot of millet porridge was bubbling away, the rich aroma of millet mingling with the fresh scent of green vegetables.

No wonder the smell in the living room was so tempting.

"Xiaoxi..."

Just as Chen Chen was about to speak, Lin Muxi seemed to sense his arrival, turned around, and wore a slightly shy smile.
"Were you drawn here by the fragrance?"

Chen Chen nodded in slight surprise.

"When did your cooking become so good? I was worried..."

He didn't say the second half of his sentence, but Lin Muxi understood what he meant.

Worried that my cooking skills weren't good enough, I came into the kitchen to take a look.

She lowered her head slightly and said shyly:

"I used to be bad at cooking, and I always thought that I must learn to cook delicious food in the future, so I have been secretly learning during this period of time."

During this time, Lin Muxi secretly read many books about cooking.

Today marks the first time I've officially tried doing it.

Thinking of this, she raised her head, a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"I wanted to make this for you to try today, but I don't know if you'll like it."

A warm feeling welled up in Chen Chen's heart; she had been quietly changing all along.

He stepped forward and gently took Lin Muxi's hand. "I'm sure it will taste delicious."

Lin Muxi's cheeks flushed slightly, and she shyly withdrew her hand.

"Come out and sit down, you'll be able to eat soon."

Chen Chen did as instructed, walked out of the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table.

A short while later, Lin Muxi came out carrying steaming hot food and placed the plates on the table one by one.

Looking at the delicious-looking breakfast in front of him, Chen Chen then looked at Lin Muxi, his heart filled with emotion.

Lin Muxi ladled the millet porridge out of the pot.
"Try my millet porridge."

Chen Chen picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge, and put it in his mouth.

I thought it was another strange taste.

After all, Lin Muxi's past experiences cooking mostly left behind unpleasant "memories".

However, as the millet porridge glides across the tongue, its delicate and soft texture and rich, sweet flavor instantly fill the mouth.

The taste was unexpectedly good, like a delightful surprise for the taste buds. (End of Chapter)