Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

After an unknown amount of time, the petrified Zeng Xiaoxian stepped back again and again, clutching his chest.

He moved his lips slightly, his dull eyes full of horror and confusion.

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't believe Wanyu's words. How could he have slept for a year.

You must know that he is only twenty-seven or eighty years old now. When someone suddenly told him that he had been sleeping for a year, Xiaoxian would not believe it even to death.

Xiao Hei clearly said that Mei Meng Yi and Dream World are very safe!

"Now, now...has it really been a year?"

Everyone looked at each other and understood that Wanyu just wanted to tease Zeng Xiaoxian.

After all, what Wanyu said was the truth, but it was just Xiaoxian who misunderstood it.

So now there are two options before everyone. The first option is to join Wanyu with her.

The second option...where did the second option come from?

Isn’t this quite fun!

So everyone stared at Xiaoxian. They didn't say anything, they just sighed and nodded heavily.

Seeing everyone nodding in acquiescence, Xiaoxian's heart suddenly went cold.

He almost collapsed and covered his head, and said confusedly: "This is actually true...how is this possible...why is this!"

"Teacher Zeng, these are all due to the side effects of the Dream Instrument.

Nanfeng said with a sad look on his face: "It's not just you. In fact, everyone has suffered different levels and types of side effects, but your side effects last the longest."

Seeing this, Wanyu quietly gave Nanfeng a thumbs up, while Nanfeng snorted proudly.

No one in the entire apartment could match his skill in telling the truth as lies.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was deliberately misled by everyone, was completely heartbroken. He sat down on the ground and muttered helplessly: "So I really slept for a whole year."

If everyone wants to adhere to the rules of the game of only telling the truth to mislead Zeng Xiaoxian, then they cannot nod or say it is right on this issue.

"Forehead……"

Yu Mo pretended to be embarrassed and said weakly: "Teacher Zeng, actually...if you think about it a little more, things are not as bad as you think."

"Yu Mo, please stop comforting me."

Zeng Xiaoxian was crying, and he wanted to die now.

【Oh my God! O earth! 】

【Why am I so unlucky! 】

He raised his head and asked with despair: "If I sleep for a year, who will change the things in my room?"

Yifei waved her hands with a look of disgust on her face: "Those things in your bedroom are so ugly that they make me tired of looking at them."

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded clearly, as if he already knew who had changed his things.

He asked again: "Then my job..."

"well."

Everyone sighed.

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a little tight in his chest. You must know that being a host is more than just a job for him.

This is his dream and career!

"Then my parents..."

"Oh, you don't have to worry too much about this." Yifei and the others didn't dare to joke about this kind of thing, "Uncle and aunties don't know about this until now. They eat well, sleep well, and have nothing wrong with them except for a little menopause. ”

"All right."

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was about to cry but had no tears, thought for a while and decided to make a phone call to go back and check on the situation at home.

After he finished the call, he would see if he could contact Lisa. Xiaoxian did not expect that he would be able to return to his original position after a year of inexplicable disappearance. He only hoped that Lisa could give him a new lease of life based on their previous friendship. A chance to move up.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who felt that his future was ruined, took out his mobile phone with a sad face. He only glanced at it, and his heart suddenly stopped.

It turns out that everyone really didn’t lie to themselves. It’s been a year now, and it shows on the phone that it’s January 2nd...

Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly paused and was stunned.

etc!

January 2nd?

January 2nd of which year?

He quickly unlocked his phone, clicked on the calendar and saw that today's date was January 2, 2016.

Xiaoxian rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He felt that his CPU was about to burn.

He raised his head blankly and confirmed: "What is the specific date of the day we entered the dream world?"

"December 20, 2015." Wan Yu said with a smile, "Teacher Zeng, you missed two such important moments as Christmas and New Year's Eve this time. As punishment, you have to treat us to dinner!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes widened when he heard this, and the sound squeezed out of his throat at this moment was more like a high-pitched screaming chicken.

"Is this what you're saying, I've been sleeping with you for a year?!!"

Zhang Wei chuckled and said, "Everything we just said is true. Just tell me if it's been a year now."

"you!"

Zeng Xiaoxian stood up, gritted his teeth and shouted at these guys: "You are kidding me!"

Everyone looked at Xiaoxian with smiles on their faces, with expressions like "We didn't lie to you, you just misunderstood."

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't even have time to argue with these bastards who deliberately misled him. He held his chest and backed away, and finally lay down on the sofa.

"Thank God, thank God."

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was lying on the sofa, clasped his hands together and murmured to himself: "If I only slept for more than ten days, then I might have a chance to save my job and my program."

He stood up from the sofa suddenly: "Lisa!"

"Yes, Lisa! I'm going to find Lisa!"

Xiaoxian said and hurried back to the bedroom. He was going to change his clothes and then go find Lisa to save his job and career.

"Teacher Zeng, we were all joking with you just now."

Zhan Bo explained loudly to Zeng Xiaoxian's back: "You haven't been comatose for more than ten days, and you haven't been absent from work, so you don't need to worry about work at all."

Zeng Xiaoxian's steps towards the bedroom stopped suddenly. He turned around and asked impatiently: "I didn't fall asleep? I didn't miss work either?

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?"

Yifei patted the table: "You come over for breakfast first, and we'll chat while we eat."

Xiaoxian walked over confused.

…

After Nanfeng and the others told Zeng Xiaoxian in detail what had happened these days, he felt relieved.

Zeng Xiaoxiancai gnawed on his crispy fried dough sticks and said, "Now I understand everything...so he is really better than me in every aspect?"

Everyone nodded without hesitation.

Xiaoxian looked embarrassed.

Although it is a matter of course to say that one's fantasy partner is stronger than oneself, otherwise it would be a waste of a bunch of heaven-defying settings that one has added to him, but looking at everyone's praise of their fantasy partner just now, Zeng Xiaoxian was quite unhappy.

Is this the legendary jealousy of oneself?

Zhan Bo suddenly said: "By the way, Teacher Zeng, Teacher Xian also left a letter for you and asked me to read it to you when you wake up. I'll go right away."

As Zhan Bo said that, he ran back to the bedroom and took out a thick stack of letters in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxian saw that the thickness of the letter was almost half as high as his own knuckle. Xiaoxian, who was very self-aware of his imaginary partner, swallowed in fear.

I can guarantee that there will definitely not be a few good words in such a thick letter.

Zhan Bo, who returned to his seat, cleared his throat and read the letter eloquently: "Dear Zeng Xiaoxian, seeing a letter is like meeting in person.

"After the past few days of my life, I have discovered that you are a fool, an idiot, a bad person, a bastard, a weak coward, a wretched pervert, a dirty slug..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Xiaoxian, who had expected it, quickly shouted stop. He knew that the guy disliked him very much.

"Dear Zhanbo, can we please just skip this self-esteem-injuring trash talk?"

"oh."

Zhan Bo nodded, he scanned the letter at a glance, and then placed the letter full of trash talk on the table.

Gradually, the letters in Zhanbo's hands became thinner and thinner, and the letters on the table became thicker and thicker, finally reaching a terrifying ratio of one to ten.

"Look, look!"

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately exclaimed: "Ten of his eleven sentences were actually scolding me. Is he sick?"

"Um."

Everyone scrambled to look through the curse papers on the table, and everyone began to communicate in a low voice.

"I think this sentence is very pertinent. This is a true portrayal of Zeng Xiaoxian."

"I think this sentence is not bad, just use a little more emotion when you need to scold."

"Wow, you can still talk trash like that. I have to make a note of it. I will rely on it to fight trolls online in the future."

…

Seeing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's face turned black: "You don't have to learn how to curse and talk trash at a time like this, right?"

Zhan Bo also said: "Everyone, please be quiet. I am going to continue reading."

After hearing this, everyone immediately stopped their academic exchanges about swearing and trash talk.

Zhan Bo lowered his head and continued to read: "Zeng Xiaoxian..."

He paused and read the bracketed content in the letter.

"PS: Zhanbo, if Zeng Xiaoxian didn't listen to my trash talk at all, but let you jump here directly, Zhanbo, please help me jump back to the beginning and read it three times.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, this is my punishment for your cheating and cheating.

"Dear Zhanbo, please do what I want.

"Even if you don't respect the time, energy and labor I put into handwriting such a long piece of rubbish, you should still fulfill my last wish before leaving this world, right?"

"hiss……"

Everyone took a breath when they heard this. It seemed that Teacher Xian was determined to let Zhan Bo "scold" Teacher Zeng for him.

The last wish before leaving this world... Let alone Zhan Bo, whoever reads this sentence must firmly follow Teacher Xian's ideas.

This is his "last wish"!

Zhan Bo raised his head in embarrassment and smiled sheepishly at Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Teacher Zeng, look at this... I'm sorry."

"What?!!"

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