Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 233 Wanyu's Confusion

Yu Mo patted Wan Yu's head: "So you're sad because you were expelled from school?"

Since the last game, Wanyu took the opportunity to tell Yumo her true identity. Only then did Yumo realize that this quirky little girl was actually the daughter of Lin's International Bank.

Wan Yu nodded, then shook her head: "Yes, but also no."

She looked up at the rising moon, her eyes filled with indescribable confusion: "Actually, I don't like music that much. The New York Conservatory of Music is no different from other universities to me."

"From the moment I ran away, I was prepared to be expelled from school."

Wan Yu sighed: "But back then, in my imagination, I should be living my ideal life now."

"I will calmly read the withdrawal notice, then shut down the computer and continue the life I've always dreamed of without any regrets."

She paused, then muttered dejectedly, "Instead of doing a part-time job I don't like, getting exhausted after get off work and then seeing the email that I've been expelled from school, my mind completely blank and I can't say a word."

"You regret it?" Nanfeng asked.

Wan Yu hesitated for a moment, but finally shook her head firmly: "Never."

As she spoke, Wanyu clenched her small fist and pounded hard on the handrail of the overpass: "Actually, I left home not only because my father wanted to arrange blind dates for me, but also because it took me a very, very long time to figure something out."

"No matter how good my father is to me, I will always be just his good daughter in this family, and in other people's eyes I will always be just the young lady of Lin's International Bank."

"All my labels are my father's name, and my father's will determines my life more than my own."

"I don't like this, so I have to leave my father's protection and find my true self."

She paused, then looked at Nanfeng and Yumo with a hint of nervousness: "Don't you think I'm being dramatic? I'm already living the life that everyone dreams of... or rather, the life that no one dares to imagine, but I'm still not satisfied."

Before this, Wanyu had talked to her friends about these things, but they simply couldn't understand her.

In their eyes, apart from being a bit busy and a bit domineering, Mr. Lin was almost a perfect father.

And that is indeed the case; in Wanyu's heart, her father will always be the best father.

However, young animals definitely need to leave their father's protection in order to grow up.

Nanfeng pondered for a moment, then said with empathy, "Life is for yourself, not for others to see."

Yu Mo looked intently at Wan Yu: "Life is very short. If we don't live the way we like now, we don't know if we'll ever have a future."

Thank you.

Wan Yu smiled sweetly and said, "I thought you would think I was being pretentious, like my previous friends did."

"A pretentious person is someone who claims to want independence while comfortably enjoying everything they hate."

Nanfeng smiled and encouraged, "We usually call your bold and daring behavior courageous."

"But courage alone is not enough."

Wan Yu lowered her head, her voice becoming much more subdued: "Before I ran away from home, I always thought that as long as I could gain my freedom, I could immediately live the life I truly wanted."

"Unfortunately, no. After gaining my freedom, I no longer knew what kind of life I wanted to live."

She laughed self-deprecatingly, "In this respect, even curry sauce is better than me."

"Curry sauce?" Yu Mo's face showed the exact same surprise as Yi Fei's. "You envy curry sauce?"

Why not?

Wan Yu's face showed a look of longing: "Curry Sauce has dreams, she has a life she loves."

"Now she is working hard towards her dreams and pursuing the life she loves."

"But what about me?"

Wan Yu paused for a moment, then continued, "Before I ran away from home, I always thought that freedom was my dream."

"But after experiencing this period of life, I realized that freedom is only the foundation of dreams, not the whole thing."

"So, after I gain my freedom, what are my dreams, and what kind of life do I love?"

Wan Yu shook her head: "I don't understand."

Yu Mo sighed: "Dreams are not something you can't understand, and living the life you love is not something everyone can do."

"But I need to figure this out, otherwise there's no point in me running away from home!"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Wan Yu choked up and said, "Before I ran away from home, I left a letter for my father. I told him that I would not go back until I was living the life I dreamed of."

"I must walk home with my head held high, instead of slinking back to be my parents' obedient daughter again."

Yu Mo hugged Wan Yu with heartache, and even the braised pork knuckle obediently nuzzled the confused yet stubborn girl with its head.

Nanfeng just smiled.

"Wanyu, are you feeling particularly lost right now?"

Wan Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Feeling lost is normal."

Nanfeng said firmly to Wanyu, "Confusion is just the dizziness you feel when you gain freedom. You just haven't gotten used to the feeling of freedom yet."

"Think about it slowly, you'll figure it out eventually."

"What if I never figure it out?" Wan Yu was terrified at the thought of this possibility.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He paused for a moment, then said casually, "I have a friend who used to have the same troubles as you."

"He was once a very talented pianist, but an accident forced him to give up the piano... You two, that's enough!"

Nanfeng glared angrily at Yu Mo and Wan Yu, who were trying not to laugh: "Can't you two at least show some respect for the person telling the story?!"

Wan Yu, who had just been sobbing with red eyes, was now biting her finger tightly to stop herself from laughing out loud: "Nan Feng, there are no outsiders here, so why don't you just tell the truth?"

"Is the friend you're talking about yourself?"

Nanfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he stubbornly replied, "What nonsense are you thinking? I've already said he's a friend of mine."

"Okay, okay, friends it is."

Yu Mo suppressed a laugh and said, "Go on, what happened to your... friend later?"

"Damn it, you two have completely ruined the emotions I've been building up."

Nanfeng coughed lightly and continued, "My friend also fell into a particularly confused period after he had to give up the piano. He didn't know what to do or what kind of life he should live."

"He thought it over and over, tossing and turning all night, and finally came up with a bold idea."

"If you can't figure it out, then try everything you can think of."

As Nanfeng spoke, a look of reminiscence crept onto his face: "So my friend did a lot of strange things, like going to the river to catch fireflies in the middle of the night, and racing against the sun at sunrise to see if he could get down the mountain before it was fully lit."

"I sat in the hospital all night without saying a word, and I also went to play live-action CS late at night with my eyes closed."

"During his most boring moments, he even listened to Teacher Zeng's 'The Moon and My Heart'."

Wan Yu finally couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I didn't expect that your friend, Nan Feng, would be so bored that he even listens to Teacher Zeng's program."

Yu Mo stared blankly at Nan Feng, her eyes, like autumn water, gradually becoming turbulent.

"That's not important. What's important is his experience in the process..."

Wanyu guessed, "Have you found the life you've always dreamed of?"

"Absolutely not." Nanfeng shook his head unexpectedly.

"How could the life he dreamed of be something that requires deep thought and contemplation?"

Under Wan Yu's puzzled gaze, Nan Feng continued, "In fact, his story of finding his dream life is much more mundane than what I just described."

"He just went back to his dusty home one day and found a diary from his childhood. He didn't even open it to look at it, but he already knew what he really wanted."

Nanfeng said to Wanyu, "Wanyu, you're already in your twenties. What exactly is your dream life? Do you still have to ponder it like a child?"

"After thinking it over and over, do you want to be a scientist today, an astronaut tomorrow, and a big star the day after tomorrow?"

"Adults don't dream; only children do."

"The so-called dream life doesn't require you to think hard or create it; it has already quietly formed along with your values ​​over the past twenty-odd years."

"What you're missing now is a key to unlock it, an opportunity to rediscover your dreams."

"Believe me, all you have to do now is wait for this opportunity to arise."

Wanyu fell into deep thought for a long time.

Yes, since it's the life we ​​dream of, it's impossible for it not to leave a trace in our lives.

So, all I can do is wait?

"I understand the reasoning."

"But if I wait too long, I'll still get really frustrated," Wan Yu muttered.

Nanfeng laughed heartily: "Then let's find a way to vent."

"To vent...?"

Wan Yu racked her brains but couldn't come up with a way to vent her frustrations that was both satisfying and inexpensive.

Suddenly her eyes lit up: "Nanfeng, can I borrow your drum set now?"

"Now?"

Wanyu pointed to the second floor of Digger Zero: "Do you think it would be especially stress-relieving if I played a rock song up here?"

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng looked at Wanyu with newfound respect: "You want to play the drums in front of so many people? Aren't you afraid of getting stage fright?"

Wan Yu playfully touched her nose: "This is nothing. I used to have a rock band, and the audience for each performance was much larger than these few dozen people."

"That's interesting."

Nanfeng stroked his chin, following Wanyu's train of thought, and came up with an even bolder idea.

He first looked at Yu Mo: "Yu Mo, what do you think?"

Yu Mo, who also enjoys joining in on fun, excitedly expressed her support: "I really didn't know Wan Yu could play the drums. It must be very interesting."

Nanfeng turned around, raised her hands high, and clapped: "All you handsome men and beautiful women, look over here! My little sister is going to sing a rock song on the rooftop terrace later. Are you all ready?"

Now, all the car owners in the area have been assimilated into people who love to join in the fun. When they hear that someone is going to perform, they immediately start clapping and cheering.

"good!!!"

"welcome!!!"

These drivers never dreamed that one day they would be stuck on the elevated highway and a group of people would inexplicably gather around them, chatting and laughing, eating and drinking, and now there's even a performance to watch.

They had never seen anything like this before, and probably never again.

Nanfeng grinned, revealing his true intentions: "Don't just say you welcome me. Show your support if you should, and liven up the atmosphere if you should."

"It would be so boring to only let me, the little sister, perform. With dozens of people like us, how can we not find a few talented people?"

"Those with talents can perform, and those who don't can sing a song."

"Anyway, who knows how long the traffic jam will last, if I don't find something to amuse myself, I'll be bored to death."

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, he chuckled and said, "These days, handsome men and beautiful women aren't all that great. How come they don't even have the courage of a young girl?"

"Damn, are you trying to provoke us?"

A driver in the crowd grumbled, "I'm not falling for your act. It's just a performance. I won my wife over by playing the guitar back in the day."

"You wait here, I'm going back to the car to get my guitar!"

Immediately afterwards, someone else said, "It's just rock music, it's not like everyone can't do it, I'll join in too."

"How about a stand-up comedy routine?"

Nanfeng chuckled and said, "As long as you're capable, you can put on a skit right here and now."

"Okay, it's just a show. We'll party for as long as the traffic jam lasts!"

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)