Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Nan Feng looked directly into Yu Mo's autumn-filled eyes, with no change in the expression on his face.

When it comes to expression management, he is certainly much better than Zeng Xiaoxian.

Yu Mo...do you also think that Teacher Zeng is too outrageous?

Nan Feng said with an unyielding voice: With Teacher Zeng's situation tonight, someone else would have cleared the level long ago.

It's you too? Yu Mo stared at Nanfeng with a smile.

...Pretend I didn't say it.

Nan Feng stood up and changed the subject to himself: We've finished watching the show, let's go back and rest early.

Yu Mo didn't care whether Nanfeng answered the question or not, she just stretched out her hand towards Nanfeng.

My legs are numb. She cried out delicately.

Although Nan Feng was helpless, he could only firmly hold onto Yu Mo's plump and white hands.

Just holding it, he recalled a movie called Xiu Chun Knife he watched tonight.

There were two lines in the movie that impressed him deeply. One was You have to pay more and the other was...

Very moist.

Nan Feng pulled Yu Mo to his feet with all his strength. He didn't know whether it was because he was using too much force or because Yu Mo's legs were numb after squatting for a long time. Yu Mo stumbled forward and fell directly into his arms.

Very smooth indeed.

Nanfeng, there are cows in the refrigerator...

Zhang Wei yawned and walked out of the guest room. He sleepily saw Nan Feng and Yu Mo hugging each other tightly.

Yu Mo was lying on Nan Feng's chest with a face full of embarrassment. She looked up at Nan Feng lovingly, with a pair of pretty red lips.

As long as this kind of scene is paired with more romantic background music, wouldn't it be a joy to see...

Zhang Wei's head twitched and he started singing The Love of My Life.

【The sea of ​​suffering~turns over love and hate. 】

【It is difficult to escape fate in this world. 】

【……】

I have to say that Zhang Wei's singing voice is surprisingly good.

His voice is rich, his singing skills are excellent, and he is full of emotion. His Cantonese is also quite good. It is much better than Zeng Xiaoxian singing in the bathroom every day.

Is it just time for you to sing? ! !

Nan Feng looked sideways at Zhang Wei, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

Zhang Wei felt a chill running through the sky, and he shuddered: Oh, why am I sleepwalking.

You probably won't be able to remember the things you saw during your sleepwalking the next day, right?

Zhang Wei, who was pretending to be sleepwalking, didn't care about the milk in the refrigerator. He closed the door and there was no more movement.

Zhang Wei.

Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said, I'll count to three. If you dare to stand at the door and eavesdrop again, I will kill you tonight!

After closing the door, there was not even the sound of footsteps, and the heartbeat never changed from beginning to end. Do you think I can't hear it?

Forget it about Meijia and the others, you, Zhang Wei, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually gossip too?

Before Nanfeng's countdown started, he heard Zhang Wei hurriedly lying back on the bed.

He kept tossing and turning on the bed, mumbling something, but he didn't dare to get up again.

After dealing with Zhang Wei, Nanfeng looked down at Yu Mo, who was lying on top of him, and asked nonchalantly: Are your legs still numb now?

Huh? Oh...

Yu Mo distanced herself from Nan Feng in a panic. She coughed a few times and started talking nonsense: The chest muscles are pretty good.

south wind:……

Yumo:......

[Oh my god, what on earth am I talking about! 】

Nanfeng pretended not to hear and continued to change the subject: Well, it's getting late today...

That's right. After being interrupted by Nan Feng, Yu Mo remembered that there was something he had not done today.

She took out her mobile phone and smiled lightly at Nanfeng: Let's take a group photo, you promised me today.

You haven't given up yet.

Nanfeng smiled bitterly and said, It's not like you didn't see the photo we took at noon. I'm really not photogenic.

Yu Mo didn't take it seriously: It's okay, just like Meijia said, the smile is not enough for the P picture.

Okay. Nanfeng smiled bitterly and nodded.

Now that he agreed to Yu Mo, he had no intention of going back on his word.

Yu Mo pointed to the swing on the balcony and motioned for the two of them to sit here and take pictures.

Nan Feng sat directly on the far right side of the swing chair, leaving most of the space to Yu Mo.

Yu Mo didn't seem to notice the huge space that Nan Feng had specially left for her. She leaned close to Nan Feng naturally and skillfully.

Nan Feng smiled helplessly.

What do you think of this special effect? Yu Mo raised his phone and gestured to Nanfeng.

Nanfeng looked up and saw that he had a pig's nose on the screen.

He turned to look at Yu Mo, who also had a pig nose: Your special effects... are really childlike.

Don't you look good? I think it's quite cute.

Yu Mo casually changed a special effect, and this time the two of them had a very cartoony and dreamy crown on their heads.

Nanfeng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Who would have thought that such a glamorous urban beauty would like such childlike cartoon special effects.

Even Meijia, who has a sweet and cute style, likes more normal special effects than Yumo.

Nan Feng had a hunch that Yu Mo's photography skills were probably far worse than Mei Jia's.

Nanfeng saw that Yumo changed special effects one after another, and his style of painting continued to change from childlike cartoons to childish and bizarre, so he hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him.

Otherwise...we'd better not use special effects.

Yu Mo raised his eyebrows, nodded sharply and said, That's okay.

Relieved, she turned off the special effects and turned on the beauty only slightly.

Ready~

Yu Mo held up his mobile phone, subconsciously raised his scissor hands and pouted.

Nanfeng put his hand on his forehead. This is a photo-taking gesture passed down from the 1980s.

Damn, I almost forgot that she was born in the 1980s.

He looked at Yu Mo helplessly, but when his eyes caught the front camera, his whole body became stiff again.

Three, two, one, eggplant!

Yu Mo pressed the shutter button, and then asked in surprise: Why didn't I take the picture?

Nanfeng glanced at the small countdown on the phone screen: Is it possible that you clicked on the time-lapse shooting?

ah?

Just as the two of them were talking, the countdown hit zero, and they accurately captured Nan Feng, who was smiling helplessly, and Yu Mo, who was looking astonished.

As for how this photo turned out…

Anyway, before Nanfeng could take a closer look at how ugly the photo was, Yu Mo quickly deleted it.

This girl's photography skills are terrible, but she presses the delete button very quickly.

Yu Mo... To be honest, you haven't taken many selfies? Nanfeng asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

No way, how could I not take selfies? Yu Mo retorted guiltily.

But when she saw Nanfeng looking like he had seen through the truth, she could only nod helplessly.

In fact, Yu Mo didn't like taking selfies when he was a child, or to be precise, he didn't like taking pictures.

The reason is simple, she is fat.

Most fat people have low self-esteem. They don't even dare to look in the mirror, let alone take a selfie.

You know, mobile phones back then did not have the fancy special effects and makeover beauty that we have now.

As long as you are fat, no matter how you take photos, you will definitely not look good.

Because of this, Yu Mo didn't study taking selfies before he lost weight, and he certainly didn't develop the habit of taking selfies after he lost weight.

Since you don't know how to take selfies, why do you have to take a group photo with me? Nanfeng hesitated for a while and then asked.

What do you think?

Yu Mo turned to look at Nanfeng and said angrily: Meijia and I are both friends, why should she have me?

Nanfeng was helpless: Why do you have to compete with Meijia?

Maybe Meijia did become a nymphomaniac when she saw him at first, but no matter what kind of handsome guy he was, he had already gotten used to it after spending more than four months with him.

Meijia herself is not interested in sister-brother relationships, and she has no thoughts in this regard.

The two have a pure friendship without any distractions. After all, they don't even have any scenes alone together.

Nan Feng didn't believe that Yu Mo couldn't tell that she was just using Mei Jia as a shield.

This is not a matter of comparison.

Yu Mo raised his head stubbornly, his eyes showing the willfulness of a child.

No matter what it is, as long as you give it to others, I must have a share.

Nan Feng didn't speak. He just looked at Yu Mo quietly, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Until Nanfeng nodded slightly.

good.

There wasn't much he could promise, but this one would.

Yu Mo blinked, and she even suspected that she heard wrongly: What did you say?

……I did not say anything.

Nan Feng stood up to leave, but was held tightly by Yu Mo.

I heard it, I heard it.

Yu Mo smiled sweetly, like a child getting his favorite toy: A gentleman's words are hard to follow. Come on, let's have a drink and make it a deal.

When Nan Feng heard this, he looked at Yu Mo angrily and funny.

You are very skilled at the rules at the wine table.

Yu Mo reacted now, she sneered and said: I forgot that we are not drinking, so let's hook up.

She stretched out her little finger towards the south wind.

Nanfeng held his forehead and smiled bitterly. He couldn't figure out for a moment who was twenty-one and who was twenty-six years old.

But he still let Yu Mo take his hand and start to pull the hook.

On the hook...

Just stop reading it, it's too childish. Nanfeng said helplessly.

Yu Mo, whose harvest tonight had exceeded her expectations, didn't care about the ritual after thinking about it. She signed a seal with Nan Feng rather hastily.

Keep going, take pictures and take pictures. Yu Mo was very motivated now, and she was confident that she could take the most perfect photos.

That's right, Qin Yumo.

You can definitely do it!

…

It still doesn't work... Yu Mo said dejectedly.

During the whole photo-taking process, Yu Mo was indeed very positive and motivated, but his attitude was his attitude and his practice was his practice.

If faith alone could accomplish everything, then batch after batch of college students would not fail their final exams.

Logically speaking, as long as they are two handsome men and beauties, as long as they don't create any death angles, even if they take photos with their eyes closed, there won't be any visible pictures.

But Nanfeng's problem of freezing up when he saw the camera was really serious. Nanfeng with a straight face and Yumo, who was beaming with joy tonight, looked strange together.

Yu Mo asked curiously: Didn't you also smile beautifully in the photo you took at the wedding?

That time it was because the petals on the ground were blown up by the wind and hit everyone's face. Every one of us was laughing. It was Xiao Hei who captured the picture well.

Yu Mo thought for a while and asked, That means as long as you don't realize the existence of the camera, you can smile as beautifully as usual?

Nanfeng nodded.

Then let's think of some way to divert your attention.

Yu Mo's eyes swept around, and suddenly her eyes lit up: Do you still remember how we met?

Nan Feng understood it. He got up and went to the musical instrument wall in the living room to take down a intact guitar.

He sat back on the swing chair and tuned the strings.

As a few simple melodies played, Nanfeng's eyes became a little more assertive and unruly.

It seems that my sword is not old yet. He raised his head slightly and muttered.

Yu Mo touched the guitar in Nanfeng's hand: This guitar is more expensive than the one at that time.

Of course, the guitar you broke was the first guitar in my life.

Actually, I just bought it to learn when I had nothing to do, and went to the bar to earn some living expenses.

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth twitched: So you were just a beginner when you went to the bar to sing?

It's okay, they can't hear it. Nanfeng said confidently.

Guitar is not difficult to learn, especially since I am Nanfeng.

He raised his eyes to look at Yu Mo and called softly: Miss Qin, could you please sing a song?

Let me think about it...

Although Yu Mo is a regular at the bar, she is a complete music idiot. In other words, Yu Mo doesn't go to the bar just to listen to music.

Over the past year, she had visited various bars, large and small, just to find people.

Of course, wine is also really good.

Yu Mo groaned, but still gave up on finding a suitable song from his barren playlist.

“It’s better for you to choose one yourself.

It's better to be a song that expresses your current mood, just like the song you played for me at that time.

Which one?

Nanfeng fell into memories. He strummed the strings and started singing a cappella. His voice was like the wind in the mountains and the clouds in the sky.

When one laughs, rides and runs, and the moon shines on me, I will be happy and carefree for the rest of my life.

The mountains are heavy, the water is far away, and the clouds are misty. I only have one pole to go back to.

Yu Mo said with a smile: It sounds good, but it always feels a little less meaningful than it was then.

That's because the mood is different.

Nanfeng looked at 3601 and 3602 who were not far away, and finally stopped at Yu Mo.

Now I feel that it is still too lonely to laugh and run alone.

If this is how I feel now...

He gently plucked the strings, and a heavenly melody flowed between his fingers.

After the rain, the sky breaks on the river bank. How many new passengers do you know in an old boat?

I saw bamboo forests and fragrant grass in the distant mountains, and the morning breeze caressed the green plantains.

Nan Feng simply played the guitar and sang. He did not use any particularly advanced techniques or vocals throughout the whole process, but the harmony between the singing voice and the melody was flawless, like a match made in heaven.

He has seen many monsters in piano competitions of all sizes.

Some people have hands that even Chopin would envy, and can play the most complex piano music with ease.

Some people are so talented that at a young age they can create music that even the judges are amazed by.

Nanfeng can't do these things, but he is still the well-deserved number one in these years.

No matter what kind of music it is, no matter what kind of sound it is, as long as Nanfeng listens to it once, the most perfect melody of the song will automatically appear in his mind.

This kind of perfection is even accurate to the time and intensity he wants to hit the keys.

This is why when played by Nanfeng, even the simplest and most ordinary piano music seems to have a soul.

He has been practicing hard for more than ten years just to enable his hands, which are not particularly talented, to play the sounds of nature that are infinitely close to those in his mind.

The car accident left an indelible impact on Nanfeng's left hand, but it did not change his innate talent at all.

Whether it's piano or guitar, even if it's just Nanfeng's shallow singing a cappella.

As long as Nanfeng is willing, what he produces is an almost perfect sound of nature.

Yu Mo just listened quietly, her whole mind captured by Nanfeng's singing.

“The winter plum blossoms have all fallen, and the swallows carrying the spring want to return to their nests.

The scenery along the way, the people I care about...the two are so far apart.

Yu Mo was stunned. She wanted to ask Nan Feng if she was among the people he cared about, but she was afraid that she would disturb the melodious singing.

Willow paddles splash into the waves of peach blossoms, and cranes in Tingzhou look into the distance.

Drink a cup of wine to retain the fragrance of time, and sing a song to make the past fly.

Singing echoes in the mountains and rivers, echoing the heat of longing.

“The two lines in last year’s letter home made my eyes warm again when I read them.”

Beside the clouds and water, quietly bathe in the warm sun, a long-lost hometown in the mist.

Stay well, you are in my heart

Yu Mo listened quietly, but this time she didn't guess Nanfeng's mood like last time.

What did he want to express when he sang this song?

Express your homesickness?

Is this the reason why he finally stopped wandering and stayed in the magic city?

Nan Feng never stopped playing the melody in his hand, but only used his eyes to indicate to Yu Mo that it was time to take pictures.

Yu Mo quickly took out his mobile phone and kept looking for a suitable angle.

Nanfeng, who was immersed in the singing, looked at the camera even though he still couldn't laugh, but the stiffness on his face was no longer there.

Singing echoes in the mountains and rivers, echoing the heat of longing.

“The two lines in last year’s letter home made my eyes warm again when I read them.”

The melody played by Nan Feng did not stop, but the singing stopped suddenly. He looked at the camera quietly, seeming to be cooperating with Yu Mo.

Yu Mo was hurriedly operating the camera, but it seemed that he had pressed the time-lapse shooting mode again.

The music still flows through Nanfeng's fingers, and Nanfeng also sings the unknown lyrics in his heart along with the melody.

[Beside the clouds and water, quietly bathing in the warm sun, I look at the girl I haven’t seen for a long time. 】

He looked at Yu Mo and showed a warm and bright smile.

Yu Mo saw Nan Feng's smile on the screen. She was stunned, and then she smiled at the camera with a beautiful smile of happiness.

[Come and be safe. 】

【You are……】

【In my heart. 】

Click. Time and all the bright colors are frozen at this moment.