Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Nanfeng smiled and coughed violently again.

Seeing Nanfeng coughing repeatedly, Yu Mo couldn't bear to be angry with him for teasing him just now.

You didn't cough so much just now, what's going on now?

Nanfeng coughed for a long time before he stopped, and said weakly: Maybe it's because I just got water on my hands when I washed the rag, and I couldn't stop coughing.

Have you taken the medicine?

How can you not take medicine when you are already sick after eating it?

Although we eat instant noodles, fried chicken, and barbecue during the southerly cold, there is an essential difference between wanting to die and wanting to die.

Yu Mo grabbed the cloth gloves from Nanfeng's hand and threw them on the table: Then you sit on the sofa and rest first. I'll clean the table.

Before Nanfeng could reply, Yu Mo had already pushed him towards the sofa.

After pressing Nanfeng firmly on the sofa, she tied up her ponytail quite skillfully, exposing her snow-white neck.

Do you have any rubber gloves at home? Yu Mo disliked the thick cloth gloves on the table that were stained with water.

Nan Feng shook his head with a strange look on his face: No.

If not, then there won't be any. Yu Mo could only put on her cloth gloves helplessly. She walked to the kitchen and started looking around, Where is the dishwashing liquid at home?

In the cupboard under the dishwasher.

For some reason, Nanfeng always felt that the current conversation between the two was very strange.

Yu Mo bent over and took out the dishwashing liquid from the cabinet. Suddenly she thought of something and asked curiously: Since you have already figured out how to clean the table, how can you still wipe the table into such a horrible state?

...Is there a possibility that I wiped the table into this mess first, and then I thought about going to Baidu?

Yu Mo chuckled: I thought you were really smart enough to think about everything in advance, but after a long time, you were like an afterthought.

Nanfeng curled his lips and was about to reply, but then he remembered that someone was helping him clean up, so he had no choice but to give up.

Even though Miss Qin Yumo repeatedly ordered Nanfeng to sit on the sofa and rest, by the time she finished cleaning up the kitchen area, Nanfeng, who was too bored and never wanted to be idle, had already brought the computer from the bedroom and started working on it. Work.

You're already sick, what are you busy with now? Yu Mo filled a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and handed it to Nan Feng.

“The world doesn’t stop because you’re sick, and neither does work.”

Nanfeng complained about his job like every normal migrant worker: “I don’t know why, but the more you get sick, the more things happen to you.

“The residents’ committee has been pressing for half a month to arrange the activities, but there has been no movement, but today they are all handed over to me for approval.

The audio novel official has made a temporary request for our studio to dub a few more novels that have suddenly become popular recently. It is best that the dubbing chapters of the audio novel can catch up with the novel update within a week.

It's a shame they figured it out. I don't know which idiot leader from Party A was parachuted in. He slapped us on the forehead and gave us the request.

If they hadn't given them so much money, we would have fallen out with each other...

The more Nan Feng talked about Yu Mo, the more he felt uncomfortable.

It's like a friend who used to be with you, chatting about everything, dreams, freedom, the vastness of the world, and carpe diem. It was just a blink of an eye. When you look back at him, everything has changed.

The topics in his mouth have changed from dreams and freedom to daily necessities in life, and the vast world and timely enjoyment in his heart have also turned into endless complaints about life.

It feels like you are still where you are, and he has evolved into a boring adult one step ahead of you.

You do these things every day now?

Yu Mo's somewhat abrupt question interrupted Nan Feng's not-so-long complaint. Nan Feng looked at Yu Mo with confusion written all over his face: Yeah, what's wrong?

Are you doing these things every day now? Yu Mo asked again, this time with an emphasis.

Now Nanfeng was vaguely aware of Yu Mo's thoughts, and he asked: Then what do you think I should do now?

Just like, like... Yu Mo was speechless for a moment.

“For example, continue to travel across the country and continue to experience new and interesting things.

For example, form a parrot rap band, go to Antarctica to have a snowball fight with penguins, or experience bungee jumping with a parachute?

Yu Mo nodded lightly: I always feel that you should do more interesting things instead of spending time and energy on these boring things.

But these are my jobs. Isn't it normal for the work to be boring? Or is your job as a beauty consultant more interesting than I thought?

Nanfeng rubbed her chin, wondering if her life is short, take pleasure in the moment character at that time left such a deep impression on her.

I ask you to have the courage to try new things in the world because I want you to find something you like. Don't cry all day and night because of a man's betrayal or get drunk all night.

Why do I feel like she misunderstood me now?

Damn it, I wouldn't have fooled her into lameness at that time. ,

My job... Yu Mo thought of his boss who was not only mentally retarded but also obsessed with self-confidence, his harsh, jealous and tongue-tied colleagues, and all kinds of weird and messy clients.

As if awakened from a nightmare, she shook her head in horror and disgust: My work can no longer be described as boring.

Then why are you doing these things every day now? Can't you find a more interesting job?

This is different!

What's the difference?

Of course we are different.

I can tolerate this kind of boring and even tortured work, but you shouldn't be like this.

Anyway, it's just different!

You should be such an unscrupulous person who does whatever you want, instead of covering your bright and shining heart with the clay of life.

Only in this way will I be eager to meet a familiar figure every frustrated night.

He will take himself to break all the rules of life and embark on an unprecedented and wonderful journey on every seemingly ordinary night.

Just like when I first met him.

However, Nanfeng shattered all of Yu Mo's fantasies in the most straightforward and realistic tone.

I don't think there's anything different. Everyone just wants to make money.

Even though the smile on Nanfeng's lips was still warm and gentle, it looked like the most bitter sarcasm and sneer in Yu Mo's eyes.

You feel that I should do more interesting things instead of spending time and energy on these boring things.

But Yu Mo, whether it is chasing your dreams and freedom, or experiencing new things, the world will not give you any preferential treatment because of your courage to try.

On the contrary, chasing dreams, finding freedom, and experiencing all the new and interesting things in the world all cost money. You have to spend much more than your normal life to pursue these spiritual things. reward.

“If you have no money, no matter how free your heart is, you will still be trapped by your poor wallet and empty bank card balance.”

Halfway through his words, Nanfeng's mouth felt a little dry. He looked at Yu Mo who was in a state of despair, picked up the hot water in front of him and took a big sip.

puff……

The next moment, the hot water from his mouth spurted out, all spraying on Yu Mo's body.

Nanfeng coughed crazily, and Nanfeng's incredulous shouts were heard intermittently among the coughing sounds.

Are you pouring boiling water for people?!!

Kavin got stuck and had a headache. He felt sore and sleepy, so he had to get it done before early morning.

Now that the text is stuck, let me talk to you about what I want to talk about. The number of words in the main text is small, so I will add some words here to prove that the author does not want to write, but that the text is really stuck, hahaha.

One of the main reasons for being stuck is because this is a completely original chapter, so I have more to think about, and the other is... I haven't thought about the heroine yet, for fear that there will be a problem with the scale.

I have been thinking about a question, what kind of person can make such an awkward protagonist put aside all worries and fall in love?

At this point in writing, I felt that Nanfeng had begun to have a soul of its own for me, and I decided to hand this question over to him and let him tell me the answer himself.

Also, don’t worry too much about messy things like congestion, this book will definitely have a loving and warm ending.

There’s a lot more I want to say, but I’d like to save a few for the final words.

In short, thank you all again for your support and companionship along the way.

Your friends Sweet Potato Dove would be grateful.