Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"I'm crying so hard that I can't help but come here and have a drink with me. Remember to go through the main entrance."

Just when Ziqiao was feeling sad, a WeChat call from Nanfeng called him to 3603.

At 4:30 in the morning, 3603 was not as brightly lit as before. The large chandelier at the top of the living room was sleeping silently. Only a few small lights on the ceiling and the display lights surrounding various musical instruments emitted a candle-like glow. shimmer.

However, countless rays of light converged, and even if it could not completely illuminate the entire living room, it still made people feel bright and warm.

Nan Feng leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The old-fashioned record player at the entrance is guarding the flowing melodies and accumulated memories. As the record slowly rotates, subtle crunching sounds are mixed with the melodious tunes from time to time. This may not be perfect, but it has an enchanting feeling. Intoxicating reality.

It's a pity that the guest now is Ziqiao. He, a wild boar, obviously cannot appreciate the fine chaff Nanfeng specially prepared for him.

But it doesn’t matter, light and music are not arcane knowledge, but a ubiquitous atmosphere and feeling.

Even if Zi Qiao can't feel it, he can still feel it.

"Are you growing such a pair of ears just so that you can eavesdrop on other people's conversations all day long?"

Zi Qiao sat on the other side of the sofa and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Although he had just received what was probably the biggest blow in his life, Zi Qiao was obviously not the kind of person who was willing to show vulnerability in front of others, and he had to pretend to be heartless even if he was just pretending.

People can't help themselves in the world. Either you eat people or they eat you. No matter how much you trust someone, don't show your weakness to him. This is Zi Qiao's survival rule after more than ten years of hard work.

Nanfeng opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Ziqiao, who was pretending to be careless: "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but the breeze is my messenger, and they will deliver everything I want to hear to my ears. .”

His voice is gentle, magnetic, and full of poetry. He sounds like a caring big brother, making you let go of your guard and want to express your feelings involuntarily.

They are both patients. Judging from the sound alone, Nanfeng's recovery is much better than Ziqiao's.

"Xiao Ci is quite literary and artistic." Zi Qiao obviously didn't like Nanfeng's tactics, "Didn't you say drink some? Where's the wine?"

Nan Feng got up and went to the kitchen, bringing over a large basin of steaming ginger soup.

"What on earth could have given you the illusion that I would have wine here?

"Today is not a wine party, but a ginger soup party."

"Ginger soup game?" Zi Qiao was dumbfounded, "Sometimes even I can't understand your brain circuit."

"The weather is cold. What's wrong with drinking some ginger soup to drive away the cold? Especially since you just wiped your body with a cold water towel. If you don't drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold, you really plan to stay sick like this. ?”

Zi Qiao waved his hand and refused: "But the pure ginger soup game is too dry and boring.

"And I have a cold and cold. I can drink ginger soup to dispel the cold and cure the disease. If you drink ginger soup for a cold, won't it get worse the more you drink it?"

Nanfeng pointed helplessly at the large pot of ginger soup: "So Yu Mo bought so much ginger in the supermarket and cooked such a large pot of ginger soup. I can't drink it, not at all. Think about it carefully and pour it out. If you drop it, you might as well feed it to the dog.”

Even in this state, Zi Qiao actually still wanted to gossip. He approached Nan Feng curiously: "Are you and Yu Mo..."

Nanfeng sneered: "You haven't even drank a sip of ginger soup, and you still want to trick me?"

"But the pure ginger soup game is too dry and boring. How about... how about an exciting game of flying chess?"

Nan Feng thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's okay, you drink ginger soup, I drink hot lemon water, whoever loses will punish himself with three bowls."

Zi Qiao gave a thumbs up: "If you're brave, I'll get the flying chess right away."

Watching Zi Qiao leave, Nanfeng thought for a moment, ran to the refrigerator, brought lemon juice, poured it into the ginger soup, and stirred it evenly.

Soaking lemon and ginger in water together can dispel rheumatism and cold, relieve stomach cold, and stimulate appetite. It has only benefits and no harm to the human body.

As for the taste when you drink it...don't worry about these details.

It’s not me drinking it anyway.

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"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore." Zi Qiao stuck out his tongue and looked at Nan Feng with a look of resentment.

He was not very lucky today. He couldn't make any sixes. Every time he managed to get a six to take off a plane, he was stepped back by Nanfeng's plane.

He played five or six games in total, but he didn't win any of them.

It would be fine if he just lost in Ludo. After all, no one could predict luck, and Zi Qiao was not the kind of person who couldn't afford to lose.

But who in the right mind would pour lemon juice into ginger soup?

It is still the kind of authentic lemon juice that is 100% freshly squeezed and kept in the refrigerator, with nothing else added.

You can even add some honey to me.

Zi Qiao's tongue is now numb from the spicy ginger soup, and her teeth are a bit knocked out from the sour lemon soup.

"Just tell me, which normal person would put lemon juice in ginger soup?" Zi Qiao seriously protested against Nan Feng's cheating behavior.

Nanfeng answered honestly: "I'm not normal, I'm sick."

"Don't do this, you just have a cold, not a brain disease." Ziqiao didn't listen to Nanfeng's sweet words, "You pour lemon juice into my ginger soup, why don't you just throw ginger slices into the lemonade. "

Nanfeng had long expected that Zi Qiao would protest. He pointed to his hot lemonade: "Who doesn't know that Nanfeng is the most fair in what I do? Who said I didn't add ginger slices?"

Zi Qiao stared in the direction of Nanfeng's finger for a long time before he found a piece of ginger thinner than a hair in the hot lemon water.

If it weren't for the fact that he probably couldn't beat Nanfeng, he would really want to curse.

"Okay, the current situation is that you can eat lemons, but I can't eat ginger, just to show fairness."

"How is this fair?"

"The world is inherently fair, but some people are born fairer than others."

“What’s the point of unfair justice, unfair fairness?”

Nan Feng asked back: "Are the countless relationships without emotion meaningful?"

Ziqiao's face turned dark when he heard this, his eyes were strange, he said, "I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

"What do you know..." Zi Qiao was about to explain, but was interrupted by Nan Feng.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. You should drink the three big bowls of ginger soup you just lost before talking."

Ziqiao cursed and drank down three large bowls of ginger soup mixed with lemon juice. At this point, he had finished the entire bowl of ginger soup and there was not much left.

But don't worry, this steaming ginger soup was poured down bowl after bowl. Not to mention it was a panacea, it cured the disease, but Zi Qiao did not feel so uncomfortable anymore.

"What's the point of feelings without feelings?" Zi Qiao showed a sarcastic smile, seeming to be sarcastic that Nan Feng's idea was too naive.

"What you said is as if there really is that kind of love in this world that is stronger than gold and will last until death."

"There's none?"

"Yes." Zi Qiao nodded first and then shook his head: "But this thing is just like buying a lottery ticket. The winning rate is too low, and nine out of ten winners are actors.

"We all know how unreliable it is to get rich by buying lottery tickets, but as long as we put it another way, everyone is willing to find a sincere relationship among the vast sea of ​​people.

"The probability of trying to find your true love among the billions of men and women around the world is simply lower than winning the jackpot. And even if I do have this luck, wouldn't I use it to win the lottery?"

Zi Qiao stretched his waist, as if everyone in the world is confused and I am alone: ​​"Instead of searching in the vast sea of ​​people, it is better to be like me, a dragon wagging its tail and galloping. Even if I don't get happiness, I have gained it. hapiness."

Nan Feng nodded silently and just drank water without saying anything.

This time, Zi Qiao was unable to do anything.

Ziqiao wouldn't be afraid if Nanfeng really argued with him. After all, you have your own reasons and I have mine. In a conversation, it's not always possible who can outsmart the other.

But once Nan Feng remained silent, Zi Qiao was worried that this evil-minded boy was secretly causing mischief in his heart.

"Don't you want to refute me?" In the end, Zi Qiao couldn't help but asked first.

Nanfeng said lazily: "With all your ex-girlfriends, there must be a few who really like you, right? They have tried their best to tell you what true love is, but they haven't changed your behavior and thoughts. I can't expect to rely on myself alone." Can I convince you with just one mouthful?

"If I really had this ability, I would open a rehabilitation center for scumbags. Every day, I could make countless money into my pocket just by talking. Moreover, this would be regarded as a great merit and good deeds.

"Maybe in the next life God will give me both my parents, no disease or disaster, and a long life."

Nan Feng patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder: "And you are about to move away, so what's the point of saying more? It's not just annoying people in vain."

Zi Qiao looked stunned and pointed at himself in confusion: "Am I going to move out soon?"

"yes."

“Who’s moving out soon?”

"You."

"I'm about to move out, why don't I know?"

"I'm also curious about why you don't know." Nanfeng looked surprised, "Aren't you about to move away?"

"Of course not." Zi Qiao felt that Nanfeng was speaking inexplicably, and he defended loudly, "I live well here, why should I move out?"

"That's weird."

Nanfeng looked uncertain: "Listen to me and help you sort out the current situation.

"First of all, your reputation is already bad in the love apartment area. Even if the public opinion comes and goes quickly, you still have to endure at least a few months of gossip and cold treatment from others.

“It’s impossible for you to make friends with anyone besides us now, let alone pick up girls near the apartment.

"Then, you and Meijia only have one day left as a fake couple. After paying this month's rent, you will no longer be able to enjoy the preferential policy of half the rent and free water and electricity next month, so continue to rent here Apartments are no longer a savings for you.

"Not to mention that the place where you live has been exposed on posts all over the Internet, and your ex-girlfriend who has been let down by you may come to your door anytime and anywhere.

"Facing them will not only be difficult, but you will also have to worry about some radical girls causing you substantial harm.

"Finally, everyone on the entire floor is actually not very friendly towards you now, not to mention that there is Chen Meijia in the same suite who wants to stay away from you forever.

"Listen to the attitude she scolded you for today, please don't tell me that you have no other stories except the fake relationship of renting a house."

Nan Feng clapped his hands, smiled at Zi Qiao who looked confused and said, "So I really can't understand that you may be criticized for a long time in the future.

“I can’t run away from girls, I can’t save money, my ex-girlfriend may come to my door anytime, anywhere, and my relationship with my roommate is not good either.

"The environment in the iPartment is already so bad for you. With your character of running away when trouble comes, you didn't even think about starting over in a different place and continuing your unrestrained life of a dragon wagging its tail and galloping like a horse?

"Ziqiao, you have been hiding and escaping all your life. Why did you rather let yourself stay sick this time than move out?"

Zi Qiao seemed to have some realization.

Yes, why am I not thinking of moving out even though the situation is so bad?

And until I was exposed by Nanfeng... I still didn't want to leave.

Come on, come on, the reason why I updated so early today is because Pigeon’s mother celebrates her birthday today.

Pigeon deliberately got up at four o'clock today to code, but when he got up, his hands were still up, and his fingers were not flexible enough to code until now.

When I was in college, I was away from home and couldn't come back to celebrate my parents' birthdays.

I plan to secretly buy a cake in the afternoon to celebrate my mother’s birthday in the evening. Although the royalties will not arrive until next month, I should use the money I earned to celebrate my mother’s birthday now.

Pigeon here would like to express my heartfelt thanks to everyone. Without your support and encouragement, this book would not be where it is today.

I wish my mother a happy birthday, and I wish all your parents happiness.

Your friend Sweet Potato Dove is grateful.