Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 258 Motorbike Girl Qin Yumo (Second update from last night, reposted; subscribed users can skip this part)

Yu Mo?

Isn't she at work?

Nanfeng was puzzled, but still replied to Yumo's message.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: I am at Yifei's school, and my younger sister also studies here.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: Shouldn't you be at work right now? Why are you back at the apartment?

【Harley Quinn】: On such a cold day, can't this beauty take half a day off?

[Harley Quinn]: Just wait for me at the school gate, I'll come pick you up.

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment. He was about to reply to Yumo that he could drive back directly, but in the end he only sent one sentence.

【South Wind Knows My Heart】: Good.

Nanfeng left the parking lot, asked a passing classmate for directions, bought a hot cocoa on the way, and then walked towards the school bus stop.

Nanfeng rode the school bus all the way to the main gate.

He checked the time; clearly, Yu Mo wasn't going to arrive so soon.

So Nanfeng could only stand quietly at the school gate and wait.

Time passed by, minute by minute, and Nanfeng waited and waited but did not see any sign of Yu Mo's red convertible sports car.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he saw a black motorcycle speeding toward him, the roar of its engine like that of a lion.

A curvaceous female motorcyclist, dressed in a black motorcycle outfit, slowly parked her bike in front of Nanfeng.

"handsome guy!"

The graceful motorcycle girl took off her helmet, her long, black hair flowing freely in the cold wind.

"Need a ride?"

Yu Mo turned her head and smiled at Nan Feng, her eyes sparkling like autumn water.

"Yu Mo?"

Nanfeng marveled at Yu Mo's completely different outfit and the incredibly stylish black motorcycle she was riding.

"You look pretty cool in that outfit."

"No! No! No!"

Yu Mo walked up to Nan Feng and waved her plump, fair, slender index finger in front of him.

"It's not that my outfit looks cool, it's that I'm inherently a cool girl!"

"Okay, our cool girl."

Nanfeng lowered her head and glanced at Yu Mo's exposed abs: "I just don't understand why girls' motorcycle outfits have to show their lower abdomen."

"Is there any necessary design concept behind this?"

"Aside from showing off the figure, there is absolutely no other design concept."

Yu Mo smiled and winked at Nan Feng: "Actually, there are motorcycle outfits that don't show your belly, but then wouldn't all my hard work on my abs be for nothing?"

"But Miss Qin Yumo, in this cold weather, having abs isn't something you can replace to keep warm with a vest."

Nanfeng took out the hot cocoa she had been holding close to her chest: "Since your abs can't keep you warm, how about trying a cup of hot cocoa?"

"Did you buy this especially for me, or have you not even started drinking it yourself yet?"

Yu Mo was still asking critical questions, but her hands were moving without slowing down at all.

She snatched the hot cocoa from Nanfeng's hand, opened it, and gulped it down through the straw.

Although the hot cocoa was only slightly warm now, Yu Mo still felt warm after drinking it.

"That feels so good, would you like a bite?"

Yu Mo handed Nan Feng the hot cocoa she had drunk, with traces of her lipstick still on the straw.

Nanfeng shook her head and bluntly refused, "Have you forgotten that I'm a germaphobe?"

"That's right."

Yu Mo blinked, then continued drinking on her own.

Nanfeng watched Yumo drink hot cocoa quietly until she had almost finished before asking, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"Logically, you should be at work right now. How come you have the leisure to ride your motorcycle all over Shanghai?"

Yu Mo casually tossed the empty hot cocoa into the trash can: "Idiot, the reason I was able to leave the company is because I took a day off."

Nanfeng looked helpless. Did he look like an idiot who couldn't even guess that Yu Mo had asked for leave?

"I wanted to ask why you took the day off. It can't just be because you're craving your motorcycle ride, can it?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo snapped her fingers at Nan Feng: "You've finally gotten to the point."

As she spoke, she turned and went back to the motorcycle to retrieve the bouquet of flowers that was tied to it.

Nanfeng had already seen this bouquet of flowers when Yu Mo was walking towards her.

That's why he couldn't understand what Yu Mo was trying to do.

Why tie a tattered bunch of sunflowers to a motorcycle?

Is there any special meaning behind it?

If the flowers were tattered and broken, Nanfeng could probably guess what the bouquet meant.

The chrysanthemums are withered.

But a tattered bunch of sunflowers...

Could this bouquet mean...?

Is the sun broken?

"Oh no, my sunflower!" Yu Mo cried out.

She checked the bouquet repeatedly, confirming it was completely ruined, before rubbing her hair in annoyance and saying, "It must be because I opened it too quickly and didn't tie it tightly enough, so the wind blew it all off."

Nanfeng just chuckled as she watched the frustrated Yumo.

He thought the bouquet of flowers had some special meaning, but it turned out to be just a silly little mistake made by this careless guy.

Seeing Nanfeng still laughing, Yu Mo said angrily, "You're still laughing? Don't you want to ask me what this bouquet of flowers is for?"

Nanfeng shrugged: "I'm not stupid, I can understand this."

"I'd rather you were a fool," Yu Mo muttered softly.

Fools are just slow to understand, but it's a real headache to see someone like you pretending to be clueless when you're actually quite smart.

Yu Mo pursed her lips, but her hands never stopped moving.

She searched through the bunch of sunflowers for a while before finally finding one that was still relatively intact.

Yu Mo handed the imperfect but still bright and vibrant sunflower to Nan Feng and said it seriously, word by word.

Happy birthday, Nanfeng.

Nanfeng simply watched Yumo quietly, her peach blossom eyes seeming to ripple like spring water stirred by a gentle breeze.

Even though he had suspected it, the moment Yu Mo actually held up a sunflower and wished him a happy birthday...

Nanfeng's heart still trembled involuntarily.

He took a deep breath and accepted the sunflower from Yu Mo with a bright smile.

"Many people say that the first bouquet of flowers a boy receives is at a tombstone. It seems that I have already won in this respect over most boys in the world."

Nanfeng looked at Yumo and nodded slightly, saying, "Looks like I'm in luck..."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I really didn't expect you to know my birthday at first, so Yifei told you?" Nanfeng asked.

Yu Mo nodded, slightly embarrassed.

Nanfeng's birthday was actually discovered the night she first arrived at Love Apartment. Unable to sleep, she dragged Yifei around and asked her about it as if she were checking Nanfeng's household registration.

Of course, Yu Mo would be too embarrassed to tell Nan Feng about this.

Nan Feng could tell from Yu Mo's embarrassed expression that there must be more to the story, but since Yu Mo didn't want to talk about it, Nan Feng didn't need to press her for details.

He simply looked at the sunflower in his hand and said, "This must be the most special birthday present I've received today."

"Please, I wouldn't be so stingy as to give you a sunflower for your birthday!"

Yu Mo playfully twitched her nose, seemingly quite displeased that Nan Feng had made her look so pathetic.

"There's no such thing as being generous or stingy when giving a gift; it's the thought that counts."

Nanfeng didn't care much about it. Although he hoped that others would remember his birthday, he never thought about asking others to give him any kind of birthday present.

"But I took half a day off, surely not just to bring you a sunflower."

"If that's the case, why didn't I wait until tonight to give it to you?"

Yu Mo got on her motorcycle and waved to Nan Feng, saying, "Let's not talk about that now, let's get on."

"Where to?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

"Are we going to celebrate your birthday, or do you have plans for this afternoon?"

"No, that's not true, but..."

Nanfeng's gaze toward Yumo grew increasingly strange.

First, she sent me flowers, then she spent my birthday with me.

It feels like they got some kind of melodramatic romance script, and most importantly, I got the female lead's script!

"No plan is fine, you're just idling around anyway."

Yu Mo handed another helmet to Nan Feng: "You took me out to play for the past six nights, now it's my turn to take you out to have some fun."

Nanfeng looked back at the school: "But my car is still parked here."

"Then I'll drive you back to your car after we're done playing."

Yu Mo put on her helmet and waved to Nan Feng: "Get in the car."

Nanfeng nodded, stuffed the sunflower in his hand into his sleeve, put on his helmet, and walked straight to Yumo's motorcycle.

As soon as Nanfeng sat down, he was troubled by Yu Mo's slender waist.

In this situation, should I hug him or not?

Yu Mo reminded her, "Hurry up, I drive very fast."

"How about I drive with you?" Nanfeng suggested a compromise.

Yu Mo nodded, and just as Nan Feng was about to get off the motorcycle, he heard the engine start roaring loudly.

Before Nanfeng could react, Yumo's motorcycle had already started accelerating.

Nanfeng felt a violent push against his back, and he immediately understood why the bunch of sunflowers had been destroyed like this.

Why do people in the apartment drive either as fast as Guan Gu or as slow as Zhan Bo?

Do you even understand the Doctrine of the Mean?

Clinging to a last glimmer of hope, Nanfeng asked, "Is it too late for me to get off the bus now?"

As the motorcycle accelerated, all Nanfeng could hear was the whistling wind and Yumo's playful words.

"You think you can get away after you've gotten in my car?"

"Too late!"

Here they come!

This is the second update from last night, but the author accidentally posted it at the end of Volume 1.

Sorry, sorry

(End of this chapter)