Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

The breeze blows and the birds soar.

Nanfeng leaned on the guardrail of the balcony, stretching out his slender left hand as if trying to catch the moon in the sky.

Under the illumination of the balcony ceiling lamp, following the south wind, one can clearly see the extremely fine and dense scars on the white and delicate left hand.

For the past few years, he has been applying scar removal ointment every night before going to bed. Maybe after a while, the last traces of trauma on this hand will disappear.

By then, just from the outside, it may look like nothing has ever happened.

But it was never these external scars that bothered me.

"Are you trying to...catch the moon?"

A familiar voice came to my ears.

Nanfeng sighed, and then looked helplessly at Lu Ziqiao, who was about to climb over the balcony and break into 3603.

"My door is not locked, why do you always like to climb on the balcony?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Come here and help me first."

Zi Qiao, who smelled of alcohol, was holding a glass of water in each hand and was walking a little unsteadily.

Not to mention that his legs and feet were unable to move due to too much jogging this morning. In this situation, trying to climb over the balcony was simply a suicide attempt.

But Zi Qiao has now stepped over the railing with one foot, and Nan Feng can only run over quickly.

Nan Feng grabbed Zi Qiao with his right hand, stretched out his left arm, first took the two glass water glasses from his hands and placed them on the table of the swing chair on the balcony, and then took Lu Zi Qiao, who had difficulty with his legs and feet, over.

Before Zi Qiao's legs even touched the ground, he was already mumbling: "Hey... my legs are useless. They are already like this. When I wake up tomorrow, it will hurt to death."

"If you're afraid of pain, continue your morning jog tomorrow. As long as you persist for two or three days, I guarantee that you will be full of energy and eat deliciously." Nanfeng said.

Zi Qiao refused without thinking: "That won't work. Tomorrow is my turn. I won't waste my time on this kind of thing."

Ziqiao's answer was obviously what Nanfeng had expected. Nanfeng just smiled lightly and said, "Then you must be prepared to be sore for at least a week."

"A week is for ordinary people like you, but for me, as long as I have enough wine and beautiful women, I can become lively at any time."

Zi Qiao raised his head triumphantly, then he raised the two glasses he brought and asked, "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's choose one of the two."

"Is there still a choice?"

Nanfeng looked at the two glass water glasses brought by Zi Qiao. One glass was filled with a clear but slightly turbid transparent liquid, and the other glass was filled with a turbid and slightly clear yellow liquid.

Nanfeng took the water glass filled with transparent liquid and took a big sip.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "The acidity of this lemonade is just right. Did you make it?"

Zi Qiao shrugged: "Do you think I am someone who would do such a thing?

He picked up another cup, took a big sip of wine, and then continued: "This is made by Yu Mo, but the three of us have made such a show, and she probably won't be too embarrassed to follow them these days. You say hello.”

Nanfeng just smiled silently when he heard this.

In addition to being embarrassed to say hello, I'm afraid it's also because she was too busy cleaning up with Yifei today.

Yes, although our Miss Qin has tried hard to hide her sloppy nature, how could such a thing be hidden from Nan Feng's ears.

It's just that Nanfeng is rarely stupid and pretends not to know, and Yumo is hiding his ears and thinking that Nanfeng doesn't know.

Nan Feng thought to himself while looking at Zi Qiao who looked tired.

He hummed a few times, but couldn't help but remind him: "Didn't I tell you that your experience today is over? Why did you come to see me?

"You have time to climb on the balcony, so why not go back and catch up on your sleep? After all, you only slept for more than two hours today. Be careful of sudden death, Master Lu."

Zi Qiao stretched out and let out a series of long wine burps: "What does this mean? My previous record was seventy-two hours of dating eight different girls. If I were to die suddenly, I would have died suddenly."

Zi Qiao said and let out a long yawn: "Besides, I just got into that fight with Meijia and drank half a bottle of red wine that she was going to bring to Guangu for a date. Didn't I come here to avoid the limelight? .”

Nan Feng looked at Zi Qiao's pretending to be relaxed and knew that he was already exhausted and sleepy.

Although Zi Qiao caught up on his sleep while having breakfast, he immediately carried out the painstaking mediation work for several hours in a row, and his energy and physical strength had long been exhausted.

Not to mention that Zi Qiao had a fierce fight with Mei Jia in the bar just now. If this fight is described in detail, Nan Feng will explain it again, no race, no gender, no restrictions, super super super freedom. Fighting competition.

The final result of the fight was that both of them were injured, and neither one benefited from the other.

Not only that, the two of them were also encouraged by the bar staff to perform a show together.

Ziqiao plays the drums, and Meijia sings and dances.

As for the effect of this program...

One is a useless drummer who shoots randomly and only shows his breasts while ogling the beauties around him.

One is an idol girl who can't keep up with the rhythm of singing and dancing.

When these two people perform a show together, the effect of the show is obviously needless to say.

Anyway, Nanfeng can guarantee that this must be the most eye-catching and outrageous performance program that he has ever seen in his life.

It was not until many years later, when Nanfeng watched the increasingly outrageous Spring Festival Gala, that he silently withdrew this promise.

In short, after going through a lot of tossing from morning to night, Ziqiao's current mental state really has nothing to do with the word "good".

Nanfeng thought for a while, then took the lemonade in his hand and returned to the original place to look at the moon.

"You can avoid the limelight as much as you like, but if Meijia comes to kill me, I won't help you stop her.

"If you are really sleepy, you can go to the guest room and sleep for the night."

Zi Qiao didn’t want to rest so early, so he leaned over and said, “Nan Feng, there are less than five hours left before the end of the day.

"If you really let these five hours pass like this, it will be my turn tomorrow."

"I know." Nanfeng nodded.

Although he and Meijia did indeed complete a program, based on Ziqiao's performance of the instrument just now, Nanfeng could have asked him to start over again until a certain standard was reached.

But this seems too bullying.

forget it.

"It's taboo to be kind and soft-hearted."

Zi Qiao chuckled and said, "Brothers are brothers, I won't hold back tomorrow."

"I know."

Nan Feng didn't seem to hear clearly what Zi Qiao was saying, he just nodded to himself.

"So... do you want me to admit defeat?" Zi Qiao looked at Nanfeng with a wicked smile, "If you call your adoptive father to listen, maybe I will admit defeat."

Nanfeng smiled and scolded: "I believe you, you are a fool, will you admit defeat?"

"Why not?"

Unexpectedly, Qiao changed his usual frivolity and continued: "Nanfeng, I am serious.

"If you really don't want to lose, I can admit defeat now."

After hearing this, Nan Feng finally turned around and looked at Zi Qiao. He confirmed again and again: "Are you willing to admit defeat?"

"That's right." Zi Qiao drank alone.

Although Ziqiao usually seems to be flexible and flexible, he is very aware of current affairs. But in terms of challenges, Ziqiao's competitiveness is no worse than Yifei's.

In the ultimate title competition with his senior brother, Zi Qiao never thought of giving up, even when faced with Yifei's brutal brave adventure and a huge three-to-one score gap.

But now he told himself that as long as he didn't want to lose, he could admit defeat at any time.

Nan Feng's tone became lowered: "You didn't choose to admit defeat when you were so sleepy today but you still had to concentrate on dubbing a weird novel.

“You never thought of giving in when you were tired and sleepy and couldn’t run.

“When you were dealing with those weird resident dispute cases with a dry mouth, you never thought of admitting defeat.

"Even when I asked you to perform in the bar, you never thought of admitting defeat."

Nanfeng gritted his teeth and made a sound from his throat that he didn't know whether it was angry or funny.

"After you persisted in everything, you stand next to me and tell me that you will give up at any time?"

"That's right." Zi Qiao replied matter-of-factly.

Even though Nanfeng had always had a vague suspicion in his heart, a strong impulse still drove him to ask the doubts in his heart: "Lu Ziqiao, what do you, or you three, want to do?

"You made so much mess, aren't you just trying to tease me?"

"Fuck your mother!"

Zi Qiao was probably really a little drunk, and his words were extremely rude.

"Think carefully about who is teasing whom between the two of us today?"

"It does not matter."

Nanfeng's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and no one could see the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"What matters is what do you want to do?"

Nanfeng asked again in a deep voice.

Zi Qiao did not answer immediately, but asked Nanfeng directly: "Nanfeng, what do you think is the first step to help someone let go of his heart."

Nanfeng remained silent, as if he didn't want to answer this question.

However, he chose silence, and Zi Qiao was even more leisurely and didn't say a word.

So Nanfeng finally sighed and said: "The first step to help a person let go of the knots in his heart is of course to help that person face the knots in his heart and face them squarely."

A heart knot is never a scar, but a piece of rotten flesh that will continue to worsen and spread.

The more you avoid it and deny it, the more it will grow in your heart.

Recognizing your own emotions and realizing that you have knots is always the first step to solving problems.

No matter how painful it is to face it head on.

Nanfeng understands these principles, but the farthest distance in the world is from knowing to doing it.

"This is the first step to becoming a normal person, but you have never been normal."

Ziqiao finally put down his wine glass. He looked directly at Nanfeng and replied sincerely.

"Before I help you face the knots in your heart and face them...

"We also need to make you willing to cooperate with our treatment and accept our help first."

Nanfeng's eyebrows were lowered and he was silent. Only his heavy breathing and violent heartbeat could prove that his heart was not as calm and silent as it appeared.

“Of course, a greedy person like me would definitely want to use a plan to accomplish these two steps at the same time, so that’s why we have this challenge today.

"But if I have to make a choice, of course I have to choose to make you willing to accept our help first."

Zi Qiao put his arm around Nan Feng's shoulders and punched him in the chest before continuing: "I, Lu Zi Qiao, have traveled all over the world for so many years, but I have never seen anyone as awkward and difficult to deal with as you.

"You always care about others and take care of others, but you never think about letting others care about you and take care of you.

"I am so shameless that I am embarrassed to be cared for and taken care of by you all the time, let alone everyone else.

"Nanfeng, do you still remember what you taught me after the four major factions besieged the love apartment?"

"Today I will teach you exactly what you taught me."

Ziqiao looked up at the moon and murmured: "Help each other and cause trouble for each other. This is what friends are."

At this moment, Nan Feng has thousands of emotions surging in his heart, and this huge wave is sweeping through his body along with the ups and downs of his beating heart.

He suddenly had thousands of words he wanted to say, but no matter how many times Nan Feng opened his mouth, he, who could make the sounds of nature, could only remain silent at this moment.

While Nan Feng remained silent, Zi Qiao kept hugging his shoulders tightly.

Finally, Nanfeng let out a long breath.

"The night Jianghouzi disappeared, you entered my bedroom."

"Um."

"Go through my stuff."

"I was looking for a dog."

"...So you know the congestion on my brain."

"certainly."

Zi Qiao replied without thinking.

If he hadn't known the truth, how could he be so proactive in Nanfeng's affairs, working hard without complaining, and never even thinking about getting paid.

Just like what Zi Qiao had thought before.

For a person like him who lives in the world, conscience and kindness are extremely limited and precious resources, and the less they use, the less they can.

Therefore, Zi Qiao only plans to use his conscience and kindness on the people he cares about, and only when they really need his help.

So what friend in the world needs his help more and is more deserving of his help than Nanfeng?

I'm afraid not.

Because Lu Ziqiao has many friends, but he only has one close friend.

Nanfeng paused and continued: "So both you and Yifei should understand that the things you are doing may be in vain."

Yes, these things can be wasted efforts.

Even if Xiao Hei already has a preliminary treatment plan, even Xiao Hei cannot guarantee when this treatment plan will solve his problem.

Not to mention that I have to wait at least eight months before the equipment is assembled. No one can tell what will happen in these eight months.

"Then I don't care."

Faced with Nanfeng's depressing words, Zi Qiao said firmly: "Since I can't help you with life and death matters, then I am absolutely bound to help you with anything I can.

"I believe Yifei thinks the same way... If Yu Mo knows the truth, she must have the same idea as the two of us."

Zi Qiao continued: "Actually, when I proposed this plan, both Yu Mo and Yifei wanted to participate in this challenge on my behalf.

"But their identities are quite embarrassing, and Yifei is more like your relative.

"As for Yu Mo, you also know what she thinks about you.

"So this can only be done by me."

Zi Qiao released his hold on Nan Feng's shoulders and walked to him.

“Nanfeng, the three of us want to prove something to you.

"On the entire sixth floor of the apartment, among all your friends, even the most unreliable, shameless, despicable and scumbag Lu Ziqiao will do a lot of stupid things for you Nanfeng.

“Just like the part I left unfinished during today’s run, winning or losing this challenge doesn’t matter.

"We can design a time-consuming and thankless plan for you, just to make you face the knots in your heart.

"I can also go crazy with you, make trouble with you, and endure your petty revenge.

"I can persist all the way until now, and then I can tell you that as long as you don't want to, we can choose to give up at any time and think of other ways."

Ziqiao stretched out his hand towards Nanfeng.

“So since we’ve done so many stupid things and stupid things, could you please join us in being stupid for once.

"Try to trust us, try to ask for our help, try to...

"Rely on us."