Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 13 The priest's story continues

"I think I understand what you mean, but I still think you're worrying too much." Nanfeng pointed to the awkward atmosphere on the other side after the Three Waves Mantra failed one after another.

"With your clumsy Three Waves Mantra, it'll be easy for you to win them over. Right now, it's completely out of the question, so why are you worrying so much? If they don't end up together, won't all your efforts be for nothing?"

"As for me, I don't think there's anything to be afraid of even if it happens. I think Wanyu doesn't seem to care too much about the gap between rich and poor or the gap between classes. She lives perfectly well in such a small suite."

Nanfeng Chao Yifei gave her a confident smile: "Don't worry, everything is under control."

"Yes, yes, you've always been the most sensible one since you were little. Even if you go too far, you can always find someone to take the blame for you."

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes at Nanfeng and handed him the walkie-talkie: "It's your five minutes now, let's see what you're capable of."

"Then my abilities must be truly extraordinary."

Nanfeng took the walkie-talkie, turned it back on, adjusted her breathing, and said in Zhanbo's voice, "Zhanbo, this is Nanfeng."

His voice was calm and gentle. Although it sounded exactly like Zhanbo's voice, subtle variations in his speaking speed and the ending of his words gave it a touch of soothing magic.

This is Nanfeng's innate talent, something that cannot be reproduced on a machine even after countless attempts—a truly heavenly sound.

Zhanbo was still immersed in the embarrassment of the failure of the Three Waves Mantra and the panic of the walkie-talkie suddenly going offline. It wasn't until he heard the voice in his earpiece that his tense nerves slowly relaxed and his rapid heart rate gradually decreased.

"Listen to me," Nanfeng continued, speaking to Zhanbo in Zhanbo's voice. In a daze, Zhanbo had the illusion that it was his own mind talking to him.

"Relax..." Nanfeng said to Zhanbo.

"Relax..." Zhanbo said to Wanyu.

Wan Yu looked up in confusion, only to see that Zhan Bo was no longer as stiff as before. He pointed to Wan Yu's hands, which were tightly gripping the knife and fork, with an extremely natural gesture.

"I've noticed you've been very nervous since the start of the meal. I guess you're not very comfortable eating like this."

"No way..." Wan Yu smiled somewhat guiltily.

Wan Yu was indeed very nervous, not only because of her family. She originally thought that tonight was just her roommates having dinner together in the apartment, until she saw the candles on the table and realized that something was wrong.

Although Wan Yu was a bit naive, she still understood what a candlelight dinner meant.

From childhood to adulthood, she has had no shortage of boys inviting her to candlelight dinners, and most of them have done so without asking permission first. Logically speaking, Wanyu should be used to it.

However, Zhanbo was different from the others. While the others invited the daughters of Lin's International Bank, he invited Wanyu.

Zhanbo is a very, very good person, really, really good, but his goodness isn't good enough to transform into another kind of goodness in just a few short days.

Wanyu felt that she must be too nervous; what on earth was she thinking about?

Who knows, just maybe, Zhanbo didn't actually mean it that way at all?

"If you're really too nervous, just use these candles for lighting. Today, today is purely a celebration between friends."

"Celebrate? Celebrate what?"

"Yeah, what's there to celebrate..." Zhanbo muttered in barely audible.

[Relax and think back to how you first met. You brought Wanyu, a complete stranger, back to your apartment on your first day back in the country; something interesting must have happened between you.]

Looking back on these fun moments, what's there to celebrate?

The most important thing is to follow your heart.

Zhanbo heard his own voice echoing in his ears, as if his innermost thoughts had overflowed from his chest and lingered deep within his soul.

"Uh... to celebrate... to celebrate... to celebrate that we experienced the most magical mode of transportation transfer in the world and almost completed the great feat of overtaking another car with a tractor?" Zhanbo said tentatively.

Wan Yu chuckled, her smile as radiant as a flower: "If that's what you mean, then it's definitely worth celebrating."

She seemed unhappy all day, so I asked her directly.

"Um, you don't seem very happy today. Is something on your mind?"

Wan Yu's smile visibly diminished, and she didn't reply, only shaking her head.

Ask her what she thinks of the dinner.

"So, what do you think of tonight's dinner?"

"Thank you for dinner, it was delicious."

"So, do you think such a delicious dinner can make you a little happier?"

"So, do you think such a delicious dinner can make you a little happier?"

Wan Yu was taken aback.

If one dinner isn't enough to make you happier, we also have...

"If one dinner isn't enough to make you happier, we also have breakfast tomorrow, lunch the day after tomorrow... and KFC the day after that will do too."

Zhanbo chuckled and said, "For the sake of the food, you should at least smile more."

"Hiss..." Nanfeng stared at Zhanbo in 3601 as if he had seen a ghost. He suddenly turned his head and grinned at Yifei, giving her a thumbs up.

"This kid is starting to get it."

Wan Yu stared blankly at the boy opposite her with his innocent and clean smile, and a feeling she had never experienced before began to grow in the dark corners of her heart.

Even though Wanyu was unaware of all this, her hands, which had been tightly gripping the knife and fork, began to slowly relax.

"Zhanbo, you're acting... weird tonight."

"Really?" Zhanbo scratched his head shyly.

Wanyu asked him, "I enjoyed dinner tonight very much, but what was the point of all this?"

"Well……"

[Ask her in return, "What would she do if you were unhappy?"]

"If I'm unhappy, will you do absolutely nothing?"

Wan Yu replied matter-of-factly, "Of course not, I'll definitely find a way to make you happy."

I don't know why you suddenly became unhappy, and I don't know what else I can do besides taking you out to dinner.

"I don't know why you suddenly became unhappy, and I don't know what else I can do besides treat you to a meal."

"Do you really want me to be happy?" Wan Yu's eyes flickered with an unusual light.

"Well……"

[Idiot, do you really need to think about this question? Just answer with whatever comes to mind.]

"Wanyu, I... I was thinking about when we first met. You were hiding from a group of men in black. I don't think I'm particularly stupid."

"What exactly are you hiding from? What's the situation like at home? I think I've seen something similar in a TV drama."

Wan Yu felt a little embarrassed; she thought she had kept it a secret quite well.

"But actually I don't really care about these things, because when you felt you had successfully escaped, you seemed very happy. You came to Shanghai because of that happiness, and it was because of that happiness that we met."

"Since you were happy with your choices before, of course I hope you can continue to be happy like that."

Wanyu was touched by Zhanbo's words.

Yes, she is happy because of her freedom, and she should continue to be happy because she has gained freedom.

So why am I unhappy now that I've gained freedom? What am I unhappy about? What am I afraid of?

Am I afraid of losing this hard-won freedom?

But if you make yourself unhappy because you're afraid of losing it, then you've wasted the freedom you've worked so hard to gain.

Why not just live for the moment and enjoy life to the fullest?

Finally, Wan Yu smiled broadly, put down her knife and fork, and raised her wine glass: "So, to celebrate our experience of the world's most magical mode of transport transfer and our near-perfect feat of overtaking another car with a tractor."

She paused, then continued, "Cheers! To freedom! To happiness!"

"Brother Nanfeng, what should I do now?" Zhanbo asked in a low voice.

"...You should pour the whole glass of wine over her head right now!"

"Huh?! This isn't right, shouldn't I be toasting with her right now?"

You already know the correct answer, why are you asking me? What a coward.

"Zhanbo?" Wanyu asked疑惑地, "What are you muttering about?"

Zhanbo shouted, "No...no, I...I mean, cheers!"

As the glasses clinked, Wanyu seemed to have made up her mind: "Zhanbo, there's something I want to tell everyone. Actually, I am..."

"It smells so good, Sister Yifei, Teacher Zeng, Teacher Nanfeng, what are you eating...?"

Before Wan Yu could finish speaking, Curry Sauce, guided solely by her sense of smell, opened the door to room 3601 and rushed in excitedly, but she quickly realized something was wrong.

Dim lighting, flickering candlelight, romantic music, and a sumptuous dinner.

A handsome young man and a beautiful young woman were sitting on either side of the dining table, their faces flushed (from drinking too much) and gazing at each other with affection (purely imagined).

Although Curry Sauce is not very old, she knows a lot about this stuff.

"Wow..." she exclaimed instinctively.

Zhanbo and Wanyu looked at each other, both feeling embarrassed.

Seeing the two of them looking so awkward, Curry Sauce, who had been half-asleep, instantly woke up. She quickly covered her eyes with one hand and said, "How strange, how come there's no one in this big suite? Why can't I see anything? I think I'll go back to 3602."

As he spoke, Curry Sauce used his other hand to grope around, searching for the direction of the door.

"Curry sauce," Zhanbo said somewhat awkwardly, "The door is behind you."

"Huh? Oh, okay, thank you, Brother Zhanbo." Curry Sauce fled 3601 in a panic, leaving behind an awkward atmosphere that was almost dead silent.

"Wanyu." Zhanbo finally broke the silence in the room, "You just said that you were actually what?"

Wan Yu's face was flushed, and it was hard to tell whether it was because she was drunk or because of the embarrassment she had just experienced.

She tried to calm herself down and mustered her courage to say, "Actually, I am..."

Bang bang bang!

A knock sounded on the door, and Curry Sauce poked her head in, saying apologetically, "I forgot to tell you something. I've been working part-time at the convenience store these past few days."

"Recently, the legend of the condom priest has spread quite widely, and many couples have moved into the apartment. Suddenly, everyone is on edge, and those things are in high demand. I heard that the human infant repatriation devices in this area have basically all been sold out."

"What I mean is, if you need anything tonight... I could borrow a box from Brother Ziqiao for you?"

"Curry sauce!!"

(End of this chapter)