Love Apartment: South Wind Passage.

Chapter 500 Only Children Make Choices
As night falls, a few lonely stars embellish the waning moon.

It was late at night, and Ziqiao, with a depressed look on his face, was leaning on the balcony of room 3602, drinking out of boredom.

Although Mr. Zeng felt a little tipsy after drinking, he was not drunk immediately.

Although Xiao Hei's hammer looks scary, he would not really use it to smash his own head.

Ziqiao, who was beaten up by the two but was safe and sound, sighed. He looked up at the sky blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

I have known my godfather for so many years. They have been companions in the world, living a carefree life, riding horses, and sharing the prosperity of the world.

Ziqiao has always felt that his godfather is just like what he said, a free cloud, floating wherever the wind takes him, and the whole world is just his inn.

However, today I suddenly realized that the suave and passionate Dumas will also grow old.

Tomorrow is godfather's wedding. They always say that marriage is a execution ground and a grave. Until now, Ziqiao still can't believe that godfather would choose to step into the execution ground that he had despised thousands of times and live a stable and contented life.

Yes, he believed that his godfather would live a stable and contented life.

Because godfather is smarter than me, knows how to restrain himself better than me, and has the courage and determination to change more than me.

He would never be like himself. His body and mind clearly longed for a stable and peaceful life, but his soul was always restless, still coveting the beautiful things that should have been abandoned long ago.

Even though Ziqiao knew very well that these beautiful things would one day give birth to a bitter fruit that he could not bear, he was still unwilling to break free from the torrent of desire.

Maybe it’s not that I’m unwilling, but as my godfather said, I’m just worried that if I try to change, I’ll find in the end that I don’t have the ability or determination to change at all.

Because I was afraid that I couldn't do it, I didn't even dare to take a step forward and try.

But if my godfather can calmly try to change at his age and accept the changes in his life...

Then why can't I do it?
Ziqiao lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand, lost in thought.

"Change?"

He whispered softly.

At this time, Wanyu, who was wearing cartoon pajamas, also came to the balcony of 3601 because of insomnia.

Everything that happened today had a huge impact on her.

First it was the work at the magazine, then the chat between Zhanbo and Zhao Wuliang, Meijia's questions to herself, and finally Dumas ending his free journey and adventure.

Wanyu didn't know how to describe her extremely complicated feelings.

She had never felt so close to the life she loved as she did now, but somehow, she felt it was becoming increasingly difficult to see what kind of life she wanted.

After chatting with Dumas, Wanyu became more certain that she liked the kind of life where she had no fixed place to stay and was free.

She wanted new scenery and new adventures every day, just as Dumas had experienced over the past few decades.

But Dumas, who has enjoyed decades of freedom and adventure, is going to enter the marriage hall tomorrow and live a stable and peaceful life.

If a stable and peaceful life is the end of this journey of freedom, then what is the point of her setting sail now?
Wanyu knows that the most important thing in a journey is the process rather than the ending, but is the process necessarily perfect?

Even though Dumas said from beginning to end that he never regretted his past choices, every word he said was full of regret.

Who can guarantee that these regrets will not become Dumas's unforgettable and irreparable regrets before they are polished by the years?

Wanyu didn't know, but she didn't want to regret it.

She leaned on the balcony railing and looked up at the sky, but what lingered in her mind was the question that Zhanbo had asked herself before.

Is there no room for everyone in my own freedom and dreams?

I think... there should be some.

"Ugh……"

Two completely different but sad sighs sounded at the same time.

Ziqiao and Wanyu were both stunned for a moment, then they turned their gazes from the night sky to each other on the balcony next door.

"Wanyu?"

"Zi Qiao?"

They both said in unison: "Why don't you go to rest? Aren't you going to the wedding tomorrow?"

They stared at each other quietly, and then laughed out loud at the same time.

One's own troubles do make people depressed, but if there is someone who can be as depressed as themselves, then they will be very happy.

Ziqiao silently approached 3601. He raised the bottle and glass in his hand and gestured to Wanyu: "How about it, do you want some?"

Wanyu hesitated when she heard this. She had a normal alcohol tolerance. If she drank again and went to sleep at this time, she would definitely have a terrible headache when she woke up the next day.

But she finally nodded and said, "Okay, give me some."

Ziqiao drank the remaining wine in the glass in big gulps, and then filled the glass again.

He handed the bottle to Wanyu: "There isn't much wine left in here, just drink directly from the bottle."

Wanyu took the bottle and took a sip.

Ziqiao picked up his glass and said with a smile, "We were so busy tonight that we didn't even have time to congratulate you on finding such a good job."

"Here, cheers."

"cheers."

The two smiled at each other, and the wine glasses and bottles collided with each other across the balcony, making a crisp sound.

"By the way, aren't fashion editors paid very well?"

Ziqiao rubbed his hands together and smiled excitedly, "If that's the case, does that mean I can borrow more money from you in the future?"

Wan Yu opened her mouth in astonishment when she heard this: "I haven't even started working yet, and you're already thinking about my salary?"

She rolled her eyes at Zi Qiao and said unhappily, "Besides, didn't your godmother Elizabeth just give you a super thick red envelope?"

Zi Qiao shrugged when he heard this: "It's just a red envelope, how thick can it be?

"Besides, Wanyu, you know me well. I am a person who lives for today and I don't care about tomorrow. Even if I care about tomorrow, I won't think about the day after tomorrow.

"That red envelope was indeed very thick, but I spent it all in two months at most. Anyway, if you have money, you have your own way of spending it, and if you don't have money, you have your own way of living."

Ziqiao said shamelessly, "Besides, I think you will start working and get paid in two months. Isn't this preparing for a rainy day?"

Wanyu felt both angry and amused after hearing this. She now understood why Yumo said that when he saw Ziqiao, he had the urge to shoot him in the head with a wine bottle.

Now that I have the bottle in my hand, I want to swing it with all my strength and smash it on his head!
"Who's good person would prepare for a rainy day by borrowing money from someone two months in advance?" She asked in dissatisfaction, "Zi Qiao, can't you just find a job?"

"Uh... pretend I didn't say anything."

Wanyu waved her hand and withdrew a statement. After all, she also felt that asking Ziqiao to find a job was too unrealistic.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wanyu's words, Ziqiao really started to think about it seriously.

"Finding a job... isn't impossible."

"what?"

Wanyu was completely stunned after hearing this. She even wondered if she was dreaming.

Ziqiao actually considers finding a job. Is this guy really Ziqiao?
Then, Wanyu heard Ziqiao ask excitedly, "Wanyu, do you know if there is a job in the world that pays well, has little work, is close to home, has a high position and little responsibility, allows you to sleep until you wake up naturally, and count money until your hands cramp?"

"Forehead……"

Before Wan Yu could say anything, Zi Qiao continued to fantasize: "It would be best if the working hours were less than three hours a day, there was no need to punch in, no overtime, and bonuses during festivals. Salaries would continue to rise as the currency depreciates, and the work content would gradually decrease as the market environment deteriorates.

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"By the way, it's best if the work doesn't require physical labor... It's best if it doesn't require mental labor either. It's best if it's a simple, easy-to-understand job that can be done with hands.

“The most important thing is that there should not be rigid academic requirements when recruiting, otherwise I won’t be selected.

"By the way, it would be best if all my colleagues were beautiful women. That way they would be more pleasing to the eyes. The cup size should be at least..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Wanyu really couldn't bear to listen any longer. She thought she was dreaming at first, but now it seems that Ziqiao was the one who was dreaming.

"Zi Qiao, I'm just a runaway daughter, not a runaway genie. Your wish is useless to me.

"Can't you just give up these useless fantasies and get down to earth and find a normal job?"

"Normal work?"

Ziqiao was amused: "You mean the kind of work from nine to five, two days off a week, full five insurances and one housing fund, triple overtime pay for overtime, no workplace violence, and no unspoken rules in the workplace.

“There is no need to brag about the crazy internal circulation of wolf culture, nor is there any need to become a bootlicker and lick the stinky feet of the leaders.

"Is it normal work without so much intrigue, so little scramble for power, absolutely fair, with promotions and salary increases based on ability?"

Wan Yu was stunned: "What kind of normal job is this?"

Ziqiao shrugged: "But that's what the labor law says. This is how society should be."

Wan Yu was speechless.

Zi Qiao, who was a little drunk, smiled self-deprecatingly: "Anyway, I will never treat myself as cheap labor to work myself to death and become crazy.

"Besides, people like me who have no education, no background, and no connections don't want me even if I want to be cheap labor."

Wan Yu agreed with Zi Qiao's words, but she couldn't help asking, "But Zi Qiao, you are just getting by now, haven't you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

"The future? You've been thinking about what kind of life you're going to live in the future, but it turns out that you're not even happy now."

Ziqiao burped and gave Wanyu a meaningful smile: "People need to consider the future, but if you only focus on the distant future, can you still see the road ahead?"

Wan Yu remained silent for a moment before she spoke: "I just haven't decided what choice to make yet. I'm worried that I'll regret it."

“People always regret it.”

Ziqiao said calmly, “Because we always make choices like blind men touching an elephant, we are bound to make mistakes and regret.

"But you have to make a choice to tell yourself which mistake is more worth making and which regret is more worth bearing."

"But, but..."

"I know. You're just worried that after you make a choice, you'll find that you prefer another path."

Ziqiao stroked his nonexistent beard and said mysteriously like a military advisor: "If that's the case, then I have a better way."

Wan Yu was startled when she heard this: "What method?"

"Well..."

Ziqiao looked embarrassed: "I suddenly can't remember it."

Wan Yu smiled and tapped the guardrail lightly with the wine bottle: "Do you need me to give you some physical therapy?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Ziqiao timidly took a few steps back, and the embarrassment on his face immediately turned into a flattering smile.

"I remember it now. I remember it all."

Wan Yu glared at Zi Qiao and said, "Why don't you just tell me now!"

"My idea is... since making a choice will definitely lead to mistakes and regrets, Wanyu, you might as well not make a choice.

"Only children make choices. As an adult, you can have them all!"

"It's all about..."

Wanyu fell into deep thought.

After a while, she looked up and asked Ziqiao: "What should we do specifically?"

Ziqiao shrugged and answered directly, "I don't know about that."

Wan Yu's eyes widened: "You think this is a solution?"

"At least it gives you a direction to work towards."

Zi Qiao chuckled and said, "Would you rather try hard and fail, or decide your future without even trying?"

"Why don't you give it a try? Maybe you can achieve a perfect ending."

"Why don't you give it a try? Maybe you can achieve a perfect ending."

At the same time, Nanfeng said exactly the same thing to Zhanbo in the living room of 3603.

Zhanbo and Wanyu's eyes suddenly lit up almost at the same time.

　I'm coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)