Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Yumo?

Isn't she at work?

Nan Feng was confused, but he still replied to Yu Mo's message.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: I am in a school in Yifei, and my sister is also studying here.

[Nanfeng knows what I mean]: Shouldn’t you be at work now? Why did you just go back to the apartment?

[Harley Quinn]: It’s such a cold day, can’t this beauty just be lazy for a while?

[Harley Quinn]: Just wait for me at the school gate, and I'll pick you up.

Nan Feng was stunned. He was about to reply to Yu Mo and say that he could drive back directly, but in the end he just said one sentence.

[South Wind Knows What I Want]: Okay.

Nanfeng left the parking lot and asked a passing classmate for directions. He bought a cup of hot cocoa on the way and then walked all the way to the school bus stop.

Nanfeng rode the school bus all the way to the gate.

He looked at the time, and it was obvious that Yu Mo hadn't arrived so soon.

So Nanfeng could only stand quietly at the school gate and wait.

Time passed like this minute by minute, Nanfeng waited and waited but did not see the shadow of Yu Mo's red convertible sports car.

Just when he was wondering, he saw a black motorcycle speeding toward him, its engine roaring like the roar of a lion.

Wearing a black motorcycle suit and a curvy figure, the motorcycle girl slowly stopped the car in front of Nanfeng.

"handsome guy!"

The graceful motorcycle girl took off her helmet, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her black hair was flying freely in the cold wind.

"Want a ride?"

Yu Mo turned his head and smiled towards Nanfeng, his eyes flowing like autumn water.

"Yu Mo?"

Nan Feng marveled at Yu Mo's completely different attire from before, as well as the extremely fashionable black motorcycle under her crotch.

"You look pretty cool here."

"No! no! no!"

Yu Mo walked up to Nan Feng, stretched out her plump and white, slender index finger and waved it in front of Nan Feng's eyes.

"It's not that I look cool, but that I am a cool girl!"

"Okay, our cool girl."

Nan Feng lowered his head and glanced at Yu Mo's exposed waistcoat line: "It's just that I don't understand, why do girls' motorcycle uniforms have to expose their midriffs?

“Is there any necessary design concept in this?”

"There is absolutely no other design concept other than showing off your figure."

Yu Mo smiled and winked at Nanfeng: "Actually, there are motorcycle clothes that don't expose the belly, but in this case, wouldn't my waistcoat line be in vain?"

"But Miss Qin Yumo, on such a cold day, you can't just use the vest thread to keep warm instead of a vest."

Nanfeng took out the hot cocoa he was holding in his arms: "Since the vest line can't keep you warm, how about trying a cup of hot cocoa?"

"Did you buy it specially for me, or haven't you started drinking it yourself?"

Yu Mo was still asking critical questions, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

She took the hot cocoa from Nanfeng's hand, opened it, and drank hard through the straw.

Although the cup of hot cocoa now only had some remaining warmth, Yu Mo still felt warm after drinking it.

"It's so comfortable. Do you want to take a bite too?"

Yumo handed Nanfeng the hot cocoa he had drank, and there were still traces of her lipstick on the straw.

Nan Feng shook his head and refused calmly: "Have you forgotten that I have mysophobia?"

"Yes."

Yu Mo blinked, then drank on his own.

Nan Feng just watched Yu Mo drink hot cocoa quietly, and it wasn't until she had almost finished drinking that Nan Feng asked: "Tell me, what happened?

"Logically speaking, you should be at work. How can you be so free and leisurely driving a motorcycle around the city?"

Yu Mo casually threw the finished hot cocoa into the trash can: "Idiot, since I can leave the company, it must be because I asked for leave."

Nan Feng looked helpless. Did he look like an idiot who couldn't even figure out Yu Mo's request for leave?

"I wanted to ask you why you took leave. It couldn't be because you are addicted to driving motorcycles, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Mo snapped his fingers at Nanfeng: "You finally got to the point."

As she said this, she turned back to the motorcycle and went to get the bunch of flowers tied to the motorcycle.

Nan Feng had already seen this bouquet of flowers when Yu Mo came towards him.

That's why he couldn't figure out what Yu Mo was going to do.

Why tie a bunch of tattered sunflowers to a motorcycle?

Does it have any special meaning? "

If it were tattered chrysanthemums, Nanfeng could probably guess the meaning of the bouquet.

The chrysanthemum is broken.

But a bunch of tattered sunflowers...

Could this bouquet mean...

Is the day bad?

"Ah, my sunflower!" Yu Mo heard a scream.

She repeatedly confirmed that the bouquet of flowers was completely torn, then rubbed her hair and said angrily: "I must have bloomed too fast just now, and the flowers were not tied tightly, so they were all blown away by the wind."

Nan Feng just looked at the annoyed Yu Mo happily.

Fortunately, he thought the bouquet of flowers had some meaning. After a long time, it turned out that it was just a little sloppiness caused by this big sloppy ghost.

Seeing that Nan Feng was still laughing, Yu Mo said angrily: "You are still laughing, why don't you want to ask me what this bouquet of flowers is for?"

Nanfeng spread his hands: "I'm not a fool, so I can't understand this."

"I'd rather you were a fool." Yu Mo muttered softly.

At best, a fool is just ignorant. A bastard like you who pretends to be confused is a headache.

Yu Mo pouted, but the movements of his hands never stopped.

She rummaged through the handful of sunflowers for a long time, and finally found one that was still intact.

Yu Mo handed the imperfect but still bright and high-spirited sunflower to Nanfeng and said every word seriously.

"Nanfeng, happy birthday."

Nan Feng just looked at Yu Mo quietly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes as if the breeze was blowing the spring water causing ripples.

Even though he had already guessed, the moment when Yu Mo actually held a sunflower and said happy birthday to himself...

Nanfeng's heart still trembled involuntarily.

He took a deep breath and took the sunflower from Yu Mo's hand with a bright smile.

"Many people say that the first bouquet of flowers a boy receives is in front of the tombstone. It seems that I have defeated most boys in the world in this aspect."

Nan Feng looked at Yu Mo, nodded slightly and said, "It seems I'm lucky...

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I really didn't expect you to know my birthday at first, so Yifei told you?" Nanfeng asked.

Yu Mo nodded slightly embarrassed.

Nanfeng's birthday was actually the night she came to the love apartment for the first time. She couldn't sleep, so she asked Yifei to ask her like she was checking Nanfeng's household registration.

Of course, Yu Mo would be embarrassed to tell Nanfeng about this kind of thing.

Just by looking at Yu Mo's embarrassed look, Nan Feng knew there must be something inside. However, since Yu Mo didn't want to talk about it, Nan Feng didn't need to ask.

He just looked at the sunflower in his hand and said, "This should be the most special birthday gift I received today."

"Please, how could I be so stingy and give you a sunflower on your birthday?"

Yu Mo arched her nose playfully, as if she was dissatisfied that Nanfeng had made her look deflated.

"There's nothing wrong with giving a gift, whether it's generous or stingy, as long as it's what you mean."

Nanfeng didn't care about this. Although he wanted others to remember his birthday, he had never thought about what kind of birthday gift he wanted others to give him.

"But I took half a day off just to give you a sunflower.

"If that's the case, why don't I wait until tonight to give it to you?"

Yu Mo said as he got on his motorcycle and waved to Nanfeng: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's get on the bus."

"Where to go?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

"I'm going to celebrate your birthday, or do you have plans in the afternoon?"

"That's not true, it's just..."

Nan Feng looked at Yu Mo with an even weirder look.

First, send flowers, and then celebrate your birthday with yourself.

How do you feel that the two of them got some bloody romance script? The most important thing is that they got the heroine script!

"As long as you don't have a plan, you'll be idle anyway."

Yu Mo handed the other helmet to Nan Feng: "You took me out to play the past six nights, and now it's my turn to take you out to have some fun."

Nanfeng looked back at the school: "But my car is still parked here."

"Then I'll take you back and drive after we finish playing."

Yu Mo put on his helmet and waved to Nanfeng: "Get in the car."

Nan Feng nodded, stuffed the sunflower in his hand into his sleeve, put on his helmet and walked straight to Yu Mo's motorcycle.

As soon as he sat on it, Nan Feng felt troubled when he looked at Yu Mo's slender waist.

In this situation, should I hug him or not?

Yu Mo reminded: "Hold on, I drive very fast."

"How about I go with you in the car?" Nanfeng thought of a compromise.

Yu Mo nodded, and just when Nanfeng was about to get off the car, he heard the locomotive's engine roaring violently.

Before Nanfeng could react, Yu Mo's motorcycle had already begun to accelerate.

Nanfeng felt a strong push on his back, and he immediately understood why the bunch of sunflowers were destroyed like this.

Why do people in the apartment drive either as fast as Guangu or as slow as Zhanbo?

Moderate, do you understand moderation?

Nanfeng held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked, "Is it still too late for me to get off the car?"

As the locomotive continued to accelerate, the only sounds left in Nanfeng's ears were the whistling wind and Yu Mo's playful words.

“You got into my car and you want to run away?

"late!"