Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu looked at each other, not knowing what to say to comfort Nan Feng.

"Okay, you two are about to write everything you want to say on your faces." Nanfeng glanced at the two of them and went straight to the refrigerator, "Choose, what drink do you want?"

"I want ice Coke." Zhan Bo said.

Wan Yu was still a little cautious: "I just want a glass of orange juice."

Nanfeng opened the refrigerator and took a look inside: "I don't think I have any of the drinks you mentioned."

"Then... would you like a glass of ice water?" Zhan Bo asked tentatively.

"nor."

"So what do you have here?"

Nanfeng replied matter-of-factly: "Only lemonade."

"Then what else do you want us to choose?"

"Of course I'm going to let you choose between drinking lemonade, hot lemonade, iced lemonade, double concentrated lemonade, five times concentrated lemonade, and lemon juice."

"No, just give us a glass of water." Wanyu said covering her teeth.

Not to mention drinking it, Wan Yu felt like her teeth were going to be sore just by hearing the list of lemonades in Nanfeng's mouth.

Nanfeng poured a glass of warm water for each of them, then sat on the sofa on the other side and looked at the two of them playfully.

The two of them felt a little embarrassed when Nan Feng looked at them, but Zhan Bo couldn't help but ask first: "Nan Feng, why are you looking at us like this?"

"It's okay." Nanfeng teased, "I just want to see how long you two will hold hands."

"Ah." The two of them realized that the hands they had held together because of fear were still firmly held together.

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu quickly let go of their hands and pretended that nothing happened.

Nanfeng saw it and smiled: "Why did you let go? I thought you two came here specifically to feed me dog food."

As he spoke, Nanfeng gave a thumbs up to Zhan Bo: "Although I am very unhappy that you treat this place as a haunted house, the way you acted in front of Wanyu just now was very manly. I give you a thumbs up."

"Nan Feng!" Zhan Bo glanced at Wan Yu nervously. Seeing that Wan Yu didn't take Nan Feng's teasing seriously, he felt relieved, "Stop making trouble, we are here to ask you about the Transformers." thing."

"Transformers?" Nanfeng frowned and asked with some confusion.

"What Transformers?"

Wan Yu thought Nanfeng was still making fun of them, so she replied anxiously: "It's the set of Transformers that I asked you and Teacher Zeng to sell for me this morning.

"Nanfeng, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have just sold the gift Zhanbo gave me to exchange for rent, and I shouldn't have deceived you and Teacher Zeng by saying that this set of Transformers is a toy I have collected since childhood.

"Nanfeng, just tell us where this set of Transformers is and who it was sold to, and then we can find a way to get this set of Transformers back.

"I beg you."

The more Nanfeng listened, the more confused he became: "When did I... this morning?"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Feng's expression suddenly changed. While rubbing his temples, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and started reading.

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu looked at Nan Feng, who had an extremely ugly face, and felt a little frightened for a moment.

"Nanfeng, what are you..."

"It's okay." Nanfeng turned off the memo on his mobile phone with today's date written on it. "I just have a headache due to a cold. I thought I could make an appointment online with my mobile phone to save me from queuing up early tomorrow morning."

He took back his phone and took in the worried looks of the two of them.

"It's just a minor illness. I didn't take it seriously myself. Look, I scared you two like this."

Nanfeng sat up straight and tried to be more energetic, but this kind of physical fatigue and weakness could not be disguised if he wanted to.

"That set of Transformers... I remembered it. Didn't Teacher Zeng already mail them out?

"I estimate that they have been signed by the buyer now. The four thousand yuan has probably been transferred to Teacher Zeng's merchant account. It's just that Teacher Zeng went to work at the radio station and didn't have time to transfer it to you."

"Already signed for it? How could it be so fast!" Wan Yu couldn't believe it.

If the express delivery is still on the way, as the seller, they still have a lot of initiative to get the set of Transformers back. However, once the model has been signed for by the buyer, the money and goods are irrelevant, and it will be very difficult to go to someone else to get it back. It's extremely difficult.

Nanfeng spread his hands and expressed that he was also helpless: "Because the buyer happened to be in the same city and was willing to spend more money for expedited express delivery, so I sent it in the morning and the buyer signed for it in the evening.

"By the way, the buyer also gave Teacher Zeng a good review, saying that he had never seen an out-of-print product that was twenty years old and could still remain in such good condition."

Nanfeng smiled happily as he spoke.

Zhan Bo was really heartbroken when he heard this. He was so anxious that he could hardly sit still: "Why can't we take the initiative to communicate with the buyer and ask him to return the things to us? We can fully compensate him for his losses." , even if it’s just a little more money, it won’t be a problem.”

Nanfeng smiled and said: "Who do you mean by 'we', you and Wanyu?

"When Wanyu sold the Transformers, she didn't say that it was the two of you who sold them together. Do you want to contact the buyer or give a full refund? It seems that it's not your turn to do this with me. Decide?"

"But this set of Transformers is mine."

"They were yours before, but now you have given them to Wanyu."

Perhaps because of the illness, or perhaps because of a bad mood, Nanfeng's words today are far less gentle than before. At this moment, he is more like the Hu Yifei who carries a gun and a stick in his words.

"Zhanbo, you are also an adult. Before making every decision, you must be prepared to accept any consequences that this decision may bring.

"Now that you have made the decision to give your most beloved thing to Wanyu, you can't just think that she will like the gift you gave her, but you must also learn to accept that she will exchange your affection for money or throw it away directly. possible.

"But no matter what Wanyu does after getting the gift, it has nothing to do with you at all, do you understand?

"You can go to Wanyu to ask for an explanation, but you can't go over Wanyu and go to find this buyer.

"Whether it's contacting the buyer, getting a full refund, or paying extra to get the item back, this is a decision that only Wan Yu can make. You have no right to tell me this."

Wanyu lowered her head in shame. Nanfeng seemed to be educating Zhanbo, but in fact, every word was stabbing her heart.

"Wanyu, what do you say? The buyer's money should have arrived. If you do as Zhanbo said, what will happen to your rent?"

"I can help Wanyu pay the rent first." As soon as Zhan Bo finished speaking, he was frightened by Nan Feng's cold eyes.

"I'm asking Wanyu, have I asked you? Do you need to answer here in a pretentious manner?"

"But..." Zhan Bo wanted to say something more, but Wan Yu's hand firmly grasped his wrist.

"Zhanbo, please stop talking." Wan Yu raised her head, "Nanfeng is right. Since this matter started because of me, of course it should be me who ends it."

She took a deep breath and said firmly: "Nanfeng, I regret it, I don't want to sell this set of Transformers models.

"Whether it's a full refund or asking me to apologize to the buyer, I can accept it even if I spend an extra sum of money to buy them back."

"I just want them back now, okay?"

Nanfeng pressed his temples and thought for a while: "Yes, yes, but if we have to spend an extra sum of money to buy back that set of Transformers, with your current economic level where it is difficult to eat and pay rent, where will you get the money?" Woolen cloth?"

"I will make up for the mistakes I made myself. Even if I borrow money, I can pay it back later when I find a job." Wan Yu was heartbroken and gritted her teeth. "If it doesn't work, I'll call my dad to get it." Money, no matter how much it costs, I want to get this set of Transformers back.”

"Wanyu!" Zhan Bo shouted in shock, "If you call your father, you will definitely be taken back."

"I know, Zhan Bo." Wanyu was as sad as a canary that had just been freed and was trapped in a cage, but her tone was still firm, "I have already decided, Zhan Bo."

Zhan Bo took Wanyu's hand and stood up to leave: "Let's go Wanyu, we don't want this set of Transformers. There is nothing in this world that you need to exchange for your freedom."

However, Wanyu resolutely let go of Zhang Bo's hand. She raised her head, tears and joy intertwined in her eyes.

"Zhan Bo, listen to me."

"I won't listen." Zhan Bo couldn't understand, "This set of Transformers is my hard work. I don't want it anymore. Why are you still so persistent?"

"Because this is the first true gift I've ever received."

Wanyu raised her head and tried her best not to shed tears.

She was not the kind of girl who loved to cry. She didn't cry when she was struggling to find a job, nor did she cry when she missed her parents in the dead of night.

I have never worried about money since I was a child, but now I have to call someone angrily to ask someone to return the phone bill because I charged the wrong 50 yuan, and I didn't even cry when I was scolded by someone.

But she wanted to cry all the time today.

It's all because of you, Lu Zhanbo.

You are really a very annoying person.

"Zhanbo, you know, before I met you, except for my family, I had never received a sincere gift.

“I don’t know how you view the sincerity of gifts, but in the circle of our peers, the sincerity contained in gifts does not exist, only the price of the gift exists.

“It’s not that I have never received limited edition gifts, but to people in our circle, are limited editions really something very precious?

“Whether it is limited edition or luxury jewelry, in the end the comparison is just the price of the gift.

"Five digits, six digits, seven digits, the higher the price of the gift, the more attentive it seems to be to you.

"But is that really the case?

"Whether it's five digits, six digits, or even seven digits, so what? People who give gifts don't care about these small amounts of money. Numbers like eight or nine digits can make people care. It’s also impossible to spend money to give it to you.

"We don't care about the money, or even the gifts themselves. Many times we just arrange for people to buy these so-called expensive gifts for us. Until the day of gift-giving, the gift-giver may have seen them for the first time in person. one's gift."

Wanyu smiled self-deprecatingly: "The person who gives the gifts won't care about these gifts, and the person who receives the gifts certainly won't care either.

“After a birthday party, we can receive a whole cloakroom full of expensive clothes, jewelry and bags, but many times we can’t even tell who gave what.

"After all, friends won't get together just for you to discuss what to give as gifts. If everyone buys expensive things, the gifts will definitely be heavy.

"Slowly, gifts to me are just human exchanges in the circle, and I have become accustomed to measuring gifts by price. Keep the gifts that others give you if you like them, and give them away if you don't like them. People, otherwise they would only take up space in my cloakroom if they were piled there.

"I thought so this time, but I don't know, I don't know..."

Wan Yu finally couldn't help but cry: "I didn't know this time was different, completely different.

"Zhan Bo, so I must retrieve this set of Transformers, not only for you, but also for myself."

Let me give myself a pat on the back first. The author himself is a poor country man. Any similarities in the descriptions of the wealthy circles in this book are purely coincidental.