Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 238 The Challenge That Is About to Begin

Seeing everyone looking at him with concern, the self-deceiving Nanfeng snorted a few times in annoyance.

Nanfeng doesn't like others casting concerned glances at her.

He frankly said, "Logically, I should thank you for your concern for me."

"But I really feel that I'm in a good state right now. I don't need to care, and I don't like to care."

"But you've always cared about us," Yifei said softly.

Even though they didn't know exactly what was happening, everyone nodded emphatically in agreement with Yifei's words.

Yifei continued, "Nanfeng, love is mutual. We just want to..."

"I know, I know."

Nanfeng knew this, of course, because the essence of this matter was no different from what happened at the cat cafe.

Nanfeng never expected that something similar would happen to her.

All actions performed in the name of love can only be judged by one standard to determine right and wrong.

That is what the person being loved thinks and feels after learning the truth.

Nanfeng didn't dislike this behavior; he just felt somewhat awkward about it.

Because in one's own life, no one would ever do something so foolish as to do something that is likely to be thankless and exhausting for one's sake.

This made Nanfeng very uncomfortable.

He sighed: "If I don't agree this time, will you continue to do such stupid things?"

Yifei and the other two shook their heads, then nodded.

Nanfeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "What does that mean?"

Ziqiao chuckled and said, "Next time we might try a more discreet approach."

"A more subtle approach means more effort and more time... Can I try to persuade you to give up on doing these pointless things?"

This time, the three of them firmly shook their heads.

"You three really have too much free time."

Nanfeng got up and left 3602 as he spoke.

Just as Yifei and Yumo thought their plan had failed and hung their heads in disappointment, Nanfeng, who had already reached the door, suddenly turned around.

"How about we change the bet? If I win this time, you'll all give up these useless ideas from now on, okay?"

Ziqiao nodded without hesitation and said, "Deal."

Nanfeng nodded: "Then let's start at midnight tomorrow."

The two then decided on the order by playing rock-paper-scissors: tomorrow Ziqiao would experience Nanfeng's life, and the day after tomorrow Nanfeng would experience Ziqiao's life.

After a thorough discussion of the details of the challenge, Nanfeng was the first to leave 3602.

"Nanfeng, what's wrong with you...?" everyone asked with concern.

"I'm going downstairs to visit Xiao Hei's place, so don't worry about me."

Seeing that Nanfeng had already taken the elevator downstairs, Meijia asked excitedly.

"What exactly is going on? When you asked me to cooperate in this charade, you didn't tell me I was going to go this far."

Yifei patted Meijia: "I was just afraid you'd give yourself away, but I didn't expect you to act so well."

"Of course, Ziqiao really threw up those two times, okay?"

Meijia glared fiercely at Ziqiao: "I only held back because it was acting; otherwise, I would have wanted to kill him right then and there."

Ziqiao shrugged: "I feel terrible too, throwing up like this."

He really sacrificed a lot for this scene; he almost became afraid to drink anymore.

Yu Mo, however, said confidently, "Don't worry, Meijia, we'll make up for the cleaning losses you've incurred these past few days."

"Let's not talk about that now."

Meijia waved her hand, indicating that she didn't care at all.

She looked at Yifei and the other two with curiosity and gossip in her eyes: "Can any of you explain what exactly happened?"

Curry Sauce's eyes widened: "Won't Teacher Nanfeng hear us if we talk here?"

"Do you think it makes any difference whether he heard you or not in this situation?"

Yifei sighed and began to recount the whole story from the night the braised pork knuckle went missing.

"...That's roughly how things went, and you've all seen how it unfolded afterward."

Everyone looked at each other.

After hesitating for a moment, Wan Yu, who yearned for freedom the most, frowned and said, "Feifei, isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate?"

At least for Wanyu, she could not accept their plan, just like her father said that marrying a rich man from a Fortune 500 company was for his own good.

Wanyu understood that her father was genuinely doing it for her own good, but she still didn't like it.

Yifei shrugged and said, "If there were other possibilities, I wouldn't want to use such a drastic method as Ziqiao."

"But think about it, given Nanfeng's personality, what other methods could possibly work on him?"

"Well……"

For a moment, no one could come up with any good ideas.

"Nanfeng is usually so easy to talk to, he can't be this difficult to deal with, right..." Wanyu muttered softly.

"It can't be that bad?"

Yifei gave a helpless smile.

She then turned to the crowd and asked, "When did any of you hear Nanfeng himself say whether he was happy or unhappy?"

Everyone paused for a moment, then shook their heads.

"When did Nanfeng ever ask us for help with his own problems?"

Everyone could only shake their heads.

"So, has any of you truly had a heart-to-heart talk with Nanfeng, the kind where there's a back-and-forth exchange?"

"Instead of you confiding in him and him offering you advice?"

Guan Gu timidly raised his hand: "He seemed especially happy after he came back the day Xiao Hei and Nan Feng talked about their private matters. He talked to me about some things related to his father. Does that count?"

Upon hearing this, Yifei sat up straight excitedly: "Great job, Guangu! Do you think he really confided in you that day?"

"Open your heart? Is this the Chinese way of committing seppuku?" Guan Gu asked in surprise.

"I mean, did he really tell you everything he was thinking at the time?"

Guan Gu carefully recalled his conversation with Nan Feng, and finally shook his head: "I feel like he told me a lot, but not much more."

Yifei immediately lost interest and sighed helplessly, "Then it doesn't count."

The group exchanged glances and realized how little they knew about Nanfeng.

Nanfeng has always been the one silently helping and caring for them, but Nanfeng herself always seems to present a positive and optimistic image in front of everyone.

In that case, he must be quite tired.

Yifei put one hand to her forehead and tapped the table with the other in frustration: "So you all understand now, right? Nanfeng has kept everything to himself ever since he was eight years old."

"I am his junior aunt, and I grew up with Nanfeng since childhood. I still dare not say that I know what he is really thinking."

"Every time I ask him, he always tells me that he's fine and that I shouldn't worry."

Yifei supported her head weakly with both hands, and even her voice began to sink: "Nanfeng has been living in the apartment for almost a year, and he lived there for almost eight months before you moved in."

"In these eight months, if there had been any way to persuade him to let go of his inner turmoil, do you think I, with my personality and ability to act, wouldn't have done it?"

Thinking back to those eight months, Yifei almost scratched her head off: "During those eight months, Zeng Xiaoxian and I tried every possible method, both gentle and forceful, but in the end, we had no other choice but to put it aside for the time being."

Yifei slammed her hand on the table: "It's rare that Ziqiao has come up with such a feasible idea this time. Regardless of whether it's appropriate or not, I'm going to give it a try."

"Anyway, if anyone's to blame, just blame it on me."

For Yifei, even setting aside her childhood friendship with Nanfeng, the fact that the old man entrusted Nanfeng to her was a responsibility she felt she had to shoulder.

She has to take good care of Nanfeng.

Ziqiao clearly didn't have the same emotional journey as Yifei. He just said with a grin, "As you all know, I've always been a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) person. Using people's personalities to set targeted traps has always been my usual tactic."

"I've suggested quite a few solutions before, but Yifei has already tried them all, so I can only come up with the one I'm best at."

"I know this method is too radical, and I also know that given Nanfeng's personality, he would definitely try it with us no matter what."

He paused, recalling what he had seen in Nanfeng's bedroom the night the braised pork knuckle disappeared.

Ziqiao was slightly dazed, then continued with a grin, "If I had another chance, I guess I would still only have this idea."

"Because although this plan is despicable and shameless, at least it can work."

He continued to explain: "Nanfeng has his own complete set of behavioral logic and values, which are deeply rooted. Generally speaking, it is difficult for people or things to change his decisions."

"In this situation, unless he figures it out himself, the only way we can intervene is to be firm."

Curry Sauce listened, confused and only half-understanding: "Can't we just let Teacher Nanfeng figure it out on his own?"

Yu Mo sighed, "He's spent almost four years figuring it out and still hasn't figured it out. Who knows how many more years it will take if we wait any longer?"

"And now it's not a question of whether he can figure it out on his own, but rather a question of why he simply doesn't want to think about it."

Zhanbo looked at Ziqiao: "So, will this method really help Nanfeng resolve her inner conflict?"

"You said it yourself, it's a knot in your heart, it's not so easy to untie."

Ziqiao leaned back in his chair, still somewhat drunk: "From beginning to end, all we wanted to do was open a crack in Nanfeng's hardened heart. Only with a crack could we communicate with Nanfeng normally."

The group looked at each other in bewilderment. According to Ziqiao, they had never communicated normally with Nanfeng.

"As for the piano... shh!"

He coughed lightly a few times, then said mysteriously, "That's the situation now. Whether it's good or bad, appropriate or inappropriate, I'm determined to win the next challenge."

After hesitating for a moment, Mika finally asked, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Absolutely not. What follows is a fair and just contest between Nanfeng and me... I can’t believe I’m actually saying the words ‘fair and just’ one day."

Ziqiao stretched and said, "If you really want to help, how about giving me a little bit of money to pick up girls?"

Everyone whistled, pretending not to hear what Ziqiao said.

Yifei and Ziqiao solemnly reminded her, "I don't care what happens next, but there's only one thing: Nanfeng is in poor health, so please, please don't drink alcohol."

Ziqiao was slightly taken aback, then gave Yifei an OK sign.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

[As expected, Yifei knew the truth.]

I'm coming

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