Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 253 Listen to the Wind Sing

Xiao Wan's problem has been resolved.

Nanfeng was responsible for locating Xiaowan, and Ziqiao was responsible for contacting Yifei. Once Yifei arrived with Yumo, Xiaowan would have no chance of turning the tables.

However, Nanfeng and the other three were civilized people who hated physical contact the most.

After a friendly and polite exchange, Xiao Wan enthusiastically revealed all the details about him.

This guy is not only a sissy who likes men, but he also uses the excuse of his so-called celebrity makeup artist's irregular schedule to go back and forth between several men at the same time.

The men he chooses are all shy, timid, honest, and proud young men like Guan Gu.

Of course, the most important thing is to have money and be willing to spend it on your girlfriend.

While spending her so-called boyfriends' money, Xiao Wan gradually fulfilled their various demands.

He only revealed his true intentions at the very last moment, when things were at their most intense and passionate.

Every time this happens, Xiao Wan demands a large breakup fee from each boyfriend who discovers the truth.

When they reached this final, desperate step, it was essentially as if these victims and Xiaowan had gone through all the steps that the couple had taken before.

These men, whom Xiao Wan had carefully chosen and who valued their reputation, were naturally unwilling to make public the fact that they had been deceived by a man of male descent.

Moreover, although the breakup fee Xiaowan asked for was not small, it was based on an estimate he obtained after he had learned about the income of those boyfriends during their relationship.

He precisely controlled the amount to a level that would indeed require the victim to bleed profusely, but not to the point of causing serious harm.

Furthermore, Xiao Wan always made her last bit of money and left without ever coming back to extort money from them again. As a result, the victims all chose to swallow their anger and consider it a loss they had suffered in silence.

Through this method, Xiao Wan truly enjoyed both spiritual and material comforts for several years.

However, even the most careful person can get their shoes wet. Xiao Wan, who was heading to the women's restroom, happened to see a female bartender checking the restrooms for hidden cameras.

Even if Xiao Wan's disguise was flawless, he was still feeling guilty.

Fearing he wouldn't be able to explain himself later, he ultimately chose the third-gender restroom with an alien symbol over the men's and women's restrooms.

Just as the female bartenders came out, Youyou rushed to the women's restroom.

Therefore, all the stall doors in the women's restroom were open without exception; there wasn't even a single door that was slightly ajar.

If it weren't for this unexpected turn of events, I really don't know how far Guan Gu and Xiao Wan's relationship would have gone.

After learning about Xiao Wan's scam, Nanfeng and the other three politely took him to the police station.

Xiao Wan was overjoyed and cried throughout the whole process, hoping that the police officers would take her away.

The rest will be handled by the police.

The only foreseeable thing is that as the police officers follow up on their investigations of the victims, this incident will definitely become another top headline for Love Apartment.

The neighborhood committee will also issue a series of anti-fraud and anti-scam publicity tasks, which will keep the residents' committee busy again.

By the time the four people finished giving their statements, it was already evening.

As Yifei walked, she rubbed her hands together, stretching her muscles and bones.

Clearly, the friendly and polite exchange just now didn't quite satisfy her.

"If you ask me, people like this should be tied up, their hands and feet dangling in mid-air, and used as punching bags."

"Yifei, we are civilized people."

Yu Mo frowned and reminded him, "It would be so uncivilized if you accidentally popped someone's silicone."

Ziqiao whistled leisurely, feeling that the psychological trauma of being caught by Yifei in the bar had completely disappeared.

It seems that Yifei was a good friend to him back then.

Yifei muttered, "When we get back, we need to tell Meijia and Curry to be more careful when they choose a date for Guangu next time."

"Will they do it again?"

Ziqiao couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Anyway, if I were Guangu, I would never let those two help me find a partner again."

Based on his understanding of Guan Gu, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Guan Gu would likely remain depressed for at least several months.

It's better to be depressed now than to be tricked by Xiao Wan later.

"Alright, Mika and Curry Sauce didn't do it on purpose. It's just that the enemy is too cunning."

Nanfeng was a bit troubled: "Once Xiaowan's matter blows up, I'll be busy for half a day working on improvements to the Love Apartment dating website."

Yifei said gloatingly, "Once the anti-fraud notices from the street office come down, Zeng Xiaoxian will be quite busy."

The four of them walked and chatted, having a lively time.

It wasn't until Ziqiao took out his phone and checked the time that he let out a wail and finally looked up at the sky in despair.

"Damn! How come it's so late already?"

Ziqiao looked at Nanfeng with a displeased expression: "I originally planned to arrange a lot of novel experiences for you, but this matter has ruined everything."

Nanfeng shrugged: "Actually, it's not late now, it's only a little past seven in the evening, you can continue."

Without a second thought, Ziqiao refused, saying, "No way. I said this challenge is to be fair and just, and I have to make you completely convinced."

"Since you finished at seven o'clock yesterday, I won't be a second later than you today."

"But I feel that your two experiences are completely incomparable."

Yu Mo complained, "Zi Qiao, you spend your days eating, drinking, and having fun. If you don't let Nan Feng drink, I have no idea how you're going to win."

Zi Qiao chuckled strangely, "I can make him chat with more than a dozen different beautiful women every day, and they are all the kind who are attracted to good looks and have a romantic mindset."

"I believe that with Nanfeng's charm, as long as he persists for ten days or half a month, a whole platoon of girls will be able to follow him around."

"At that time..."

"What will happen then?" Yu Mo looked at Zi Qiao with a smile, her fists clenched so tightly they turned blue.

Relying on the fact that Yu Mo wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of Nan Feng, Zi Qiao continued without blinking, "He'll definitely be overwhelmed by the situation and eventually give up the challenge."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng glanced sideways at Ziqiao.

This is indeed a cunning and ingenious idea. Nanfeng felt that if Ziqiao's plan were followed, he would definitely admit defeat.

After all, when it comes to matters of the heart, their moral standards are simply not on the same level.

Ziqiao smiled smugly at Nanfeng: "How about it, scared yet?"

"I'm so scared~" Nanfeng said sarcastically.

Yu Mo turned her head away and ignored Zi Qiao.

[Lu Ziqiao, if you really dare to do that, I'll tolerate it until your challenge is over.]

[Then... I'll strangle you!!!]

Nanfeng asked with a smile, "Then will you regret wasting so much time today trying to help Guangu?"

"How can helping Guan Gu be considered a waste of time?"

Ziqiao didn't regret helping Guangu, but he was a little disappointed: "Given Guangu's current state, I can't ask him for anything in return."

"Sigh, look at me, I've been working for nothing these past few days."

He then said with a mournful face, "And the thought of repeating yesterday's life tomorrow makes me feel terrible."

"Are you still planning to continue?"

"Of course," Ziqiao said without hesitation.

"I've said it more than once: I can admit defeat, but never in this way."

Yifei nodded and said, "Nanfeng, if you are willing to try to face it, we will be with you."

"If you choose to run away..."

Yu Mo said decisively, "We will be with you."

Nanfeng simply lowered her head and walked on in silence.

He knew, he knew.

This challenge, this experience, is nothing but a lame excuse.

This is a challenge without any rivals.

Whether you want to win or lose, or even if you haven't figured it out yet and plan to keep dragging it out, it doesn't matter.

Looking back now, it was all a matter of my own words.

No matter what choice he makes, he will always have a group of friends who are willing to stand by him.

A bunch of incredibly boring and childish idiots!

He had already figured all of this out yesterday, but...

A character who gets defeated by friendship is just too childish!

Nanfeng turned around and looked at the three people in front of her.

His lips moved, but he couldn't utter the words "I'm fine" that were on his lips.

Is it worth it?

Nanfeng asked.

The howling wind blew, turning the three people's cheeks red, but the light in their eyes was like a stubborn candle that refused to be extinguished even in the cold wind.

The three of them smiled at each other, and finally nodded in unison.

"worth."

A rare look of emotion finally appeared on Nanfeng's face.

Even though the candlelight is weak and small, it will still do its best to bring light and warmth to the howling cold wind.

If the candlelight merges together and transforms into a raging inferno, even the coldest wind will be transformed into a scorching heatwave by their embrace.

He took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the apartment.

Just as the three of them were looking blankly at the figure that was walking away, they heard a warm call coming from the cold wind.

"Remember to come to my concert later."

……

3603, everyone sat together on the sofa in the living room, all of them sitting upright and remaining silent.

Even Youyou had obviously been told some things by Ziqiao beforehand, which prevented the gossipy girl from asking too many questions.

However, the occasional eye contact and subtle body language among the group proved that none of them were truly at peace.

Regardless of what instrument Nanfeng will be playing at tonight's concert, it will be a very special moment for her.

As listeners of this concert, and as friends of Nanfeng, all they can do is wait and accompany them.

Nanfeng was sitting in the instrument storage room, quietly looking at a corner covered by a white cloth, lost in thought.

Ziqiao, dressed in a white suit, leaned against the door of the storage room, looking more like he was about to perform than Nanfeng, who was dressed in casual clothes.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Ziqiao asked.

Without turning his head, Nanfeng retorted, "What do you think?"

Ziqiao pondered for a moment: "My previous request was that you perform using the instrument I specified after my aunt arrives."

"Use the instrument I specify, do you understand?"

"So if you just don't want to waste any more time with me, and don't want to put us in a difficult position, I can..."

"unnecessary."

Nanfeng said firmly, "I know you don't want to make things difficult for me, but I don't want you to keep compromising for me, and I don't want your sincerity to be wasted."

Nanfeng paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, I've been thinking about a question since last night: do I really like the piano?"

"And the result?"

"I still don't understand."

Nanfeng smiled, stood up, and touched the white cloth in front of him: "To be honest, at first, the piano was just my father's dream and obsession."

"But then my father passed away, and I continued to play with his dream in mind."

"I don't know how much of my persistence and dedication is to fulfill my father's dream, and how much is because I really love the piano."

"I've suffered so much, endured so much hardship, and devoted so much time and energy to the piano day and night, but I've never been able to figure out whether I actually like the piano."

Ziqiao raised his eyes slightly; he hadn't expected such an answer.

"But I should know after tonight."

The south wind suddenly ripped the white cloth off the piano, and the trophies and certificates on the front cover of the piano fell off one after another.

"To be honest, I'm not ready to play the piano again, and it's very likely that I won't touch it again after tonight."

Nanfeng looked at Ziqiao with a smile, and also at the crowd behind Ziqiao who had rushed over immediately because of the noise.

"I'm in a very good state right now, extremely good."

"But I feel I can become better."

He said softly, "Let's get back to the sofa, the concert is about to start."

When everyone returned to the living room, after three years, six months, and nineteen days, Nanfeng finally sat down at the piano again.

This could be the final farewell, or it could be a brand new beginning.

Nanfeng closed her eyes tightly, her fingers silently tapping a rhythm on her legs.

He could hear his heart pounding wildly, and invisible musical notes emerged from the rhythm of his fingers.

The melody and rhythm seemed to transform into a continuous raging fire that rose and fell with each breath, burning the blood of the south wind into boiling lava.

"Let me begin..."

At that moment, Nanfeng opened his eyes.

……

Everyone listened quietly as the piano music gradually filled the living room.

Apart from Wan Yu, none of the others had professional appreciation skills, but music is meant to be enjoyed.

Nanfeng's piano music does not have earth-shattering, intense melodies, nor does it employ unfathomable playing techniques.

It's just an ordinary piece of music, but even ordinary people can feel the profound and poignant emotions conveyed in the music.

Wan Yu sighed silently.

Logically speaking, the simpler the musical piece, the more it should showcase the performer's talent and depth.

But now, all Wanyu can hear are flaws.

Vibrato, wrong notes, beats that are too fast or too slow... In addition to these, there are many, many other performance mistakes that Nanfeng should not have made.

This is not only due to the injury to Nanfeng's left hand causing vibrato and rhythm problems, but also because he hasn't played the piano for a very long time.

Maintaining a high level of skill in any musical instrument requires daily and yearly practice.

If you don't practice for a day, you'll know it yourself.

If you don't practice for two days, the teacher will know.

If you don't practice for three days, the audience will know.

If Nanfeng doesn't train for three years, he will need another three years to make up for the time that was hidden from him if he wants to return to his original level.

As the movement continued, the vibrato from the left hand grew heavier and heavier, so heavy that even Yifei and her group of laymen could hear the difference.

Everyone instinctively wanted to get up and check on Nanfeng's condition, but Ziqiao glared at them all.

He raised his index finger to his lips, then gestured forcefully with his other hand, demanding that everyone sit down.

The south wind needs attention, but not now.

The south wind needs help, but not now.

All we can do now is listen and wait!

The movement was about to reach its climax, but the melody of the south wind grew slower and slower.

The slow pace, driven irresistibly by the will of the south wind, moved forward like Sisyphus pushing a boulder towards the top, silently and solemnly advancing ever onward.

Just as the movement reached its climax, the intense vibrato finally gave way and abruptly stopped just before reaching its highest point.

Nanfeng slowly stood up, clutching his trembling left hand, and then the whole world went dark.

Love Apartment was suddenly shrouded in boundless darkness.

"Damn, the power's out!"

Hu Yifei muttered curses.

"South Wind?" Yu Mo called out anxiously in the darkness.

"I'm fine."

After responding to Yu Mo's call, Nan Feng stood silently in the darkness, his trembling left hand gently brushing across each piano key in a darkness as deep as his own heart.

As each key utters a monotonous and isolated vibrato under the pressure of gravity, invisible notes surge from Nanfeng's fingertips, rising directly to explode and release in his heart.

Even in this boundless darkness, the south wind can still sense the position of every piano key, the breath and rhythm of every note.

He memorized the position of every note and rhythm perfectly; these things had become an integral part of his physical instincts.

This is not only because of Nanfeng's talent, but also because of the tears and sweat he poured into this piano.

Immediately afterwards, the black piano suddenly trembled, truly roaring awake from its slumber.

And so, from the depths of darkness, the sound of a zither echoed, and heavenly music transformed into the whisper of the wind for ten thousand miles!

Nanfeng completely abandoned the limitations of musical movements, no longer adhering to the rhythm and melody of the score, but playing freely according to her own circumstances.

If imperfection is inevitable, then first learn to accept it, embrace it, and then...

Surpass it!

The broken notes and the trembling vibrato were perfectly pieced together, and all the mistakes and imperfections, along with the whimsical melody of the south wind, became an inseparable part of the movement.

At this moment, the continuous vibrato, the slow melody, and the long-forgotten techniques were all skillfully blended together by Nanfeng, and the originally chaotic noise was instantly sublimated into a harmonious and mellow state.

This is Nanfeng's unparalleled talent, this is Nanfeng's heavenly voice.

Under this simply incredible heavenly music, everyone was captivated.

It was as if a whisper of wind burst forth from the depths of the skulls of all the listeners.

They were like balloons lifted by a gentle breeze, rising ever higher towards the center of the sun—warm, comfortable, and involuntary.

……

As the free-flowing music came to an end, the crowd was still lost in its reverie.

At some point, the darkness of 3603 was swept away, and warm lights shone brightly on everyone once again.

When everyone came to their senses, they saw that Nanfeng had come out of the storage room at some point.

He stood quietly opposite everyone, his eyes and brows full of smiles.

Through the melody as free as a gentle breeze, Nanfeng saw the light she had longed for, on the other side of the darkness that had trapped her for so long.

That was a prairie fire formed by the merging of all the candles that cared about him and loved him.

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, fueled by the wind, would one day tear apart all the darkness in his heart.

"Have I never introduced myself to you before?" Nanfeng asked softly.

Everyone was taken aback: "Is this really necessary?"

"Of course it's necessary; this self-introduction is a full 250 chapters late."

Nanfeng straightened up and spoke loudly to all those who cared about him.

"My name is Nanfeng. I am a former pianist who is no longer dazzling, but still has exceptional talent."

"He is a voice actor who is determined to give the characters a soul."

"They are your friends and relatives who are not related by blood."

Nanfeng bowed gently, both as the curtain fell on the performance and as a way of thanking all her friends.

Thank you all for your concern and support.

He straightened up, opened his arms, and with tears glistening in his eyes, asked everyone for something for the first time.

"So you're not going to give me a hug?"

The "Listen to the Wind" chapter is complete.

"Listen to the Wind Sing" Volume 1, Complete

I'll only update once today, to organize the new chapters and write a closing remark later.

(End of this chapter)