Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 577 A Letter to Zeng Xiaoxian

After an unknown amount of time, the petrified Zeng Xiaoxian clutched his chest and retreated repeatedly.

He moved his lips slightly, his lifeless eyes filled with horror and confusion.

Zeng Xiaoxian simply couldn't believe Wanyu's words; how could he have slept for a year?

Keep in mind that he is only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. If someone suddenly told him that he had slept for a year, Xiaoxian would never believe it.

Xiao Hei clearly said that the Dream Device and Dream World are very safe!

"Now, now... has a year really passed?"

The group exchanged glances, realizing that Wan Yu just wanted to tease Zeng Xiaoxian.

After all, what Wanyu said was the absolute truth; it was just that Xiaoxian misunderstood it.

So now everyone has two options. The first option is to join Wanyu and be with her.

The second option...where did the second option come from?

Isn't this fun?

So everyone stared at Xiaoxian, they didn't say anything, they just sighed and nodded heavily.

When Xiaoxian saw everyone nodding in agreement, his heart sank.

He clutched his head in near collapse, muttering incoherently, "This is actually true... How can this be... Why?!"

"Teacher Zeng, these are all side effects of the Dream Device."

Nanfeng said with a sad expression, "It's not just you. In fact, everyone has suffered from different degrees and different kinds of side effects. It's just that your side effects have lasted the longest."

Seeing this, Wanyu secretly gave Nanfeng a thumbs up, while Nanfeng gave a smug hum.

You should know that no one in the entire apartment could match his skill in telling the truth as a lie.

Having been deliberately misled by everyone, Zeng Xiaoxian was completely heartbroken. He plopped down on the ground, muttering dejectedly, "So I really did sleep for a whole year."

If everyone insists on adhering to the game rule of only telling the truth to mislead Zeng Xiaoxian, then they cannot agree or say that this issue is correct.

"Forehead……"

Yu Mo pretended to be in a difficult position and said weakly, "Teacher Zeng, actually... if you think about it more positively, things aren't as bad as you imagine."

"Yu Mo, stop trying to comfort me."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked miserable; he felt like dying.

Heavens above! Earth below!

Why am I so unlucky?!

He looked up, his heart filled with despair, and asked, "If I slept there for a year, who changed my things?"

Yifei waved her hand dismissively, "The things in your bedroom are so ugly, I find them annoying."

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded knowingly, as if he already knew who had switched his things.

He then asked, "And my job...?"

"Ugh."

Everyone sighed.

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a tightness in his chest, knowing that being a host was more than just a job for him.

This is his dream and his career!

"And my parents..."

"Oh, you don't need to worry too much about that." Yifei and the others wouldn't dare joke about something like this. "Your aunt and uncle still don't know about this. They eat well, sleep well, and apart from going through a bit of menopause, they're perfectly healthy."

"All right."

Feeling like crying but having no tears left, Zeng Xiaoxian thought for a moment and decided to make a call home to check on things.

He'll see if he can contact Lisa after he finishes his call. Xiaoxian doesn't expect to be able to return to his original position after disappearing for a year. He just hopes that Lisa can give him another chance to climb the ladder, considering their past friendship.

Feeling his future was ruined, Zeng Xiaoxian pulled out his phone with a long face. He only glanced at it before his heart skipped a beat.

It turns out everyone wasn't lying to themselves; a year has passed, and it's already January 2nd on my phone...

Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly paused, completely stunned.

and many more!

January 2nd?

January 2nd of which year?

He quickly unlocked his phone, opened the calendar, and saw that today's date was January 2, 2016.

Xiao Xian rubbed his eyes in disbelief, feeling as if his CPU was about to overheat.

He looked up blankly and asked, "What was the exact date of the day we entered the dream world?"

"December 20th, 2015," Wanyu said with a grin. "Teacher Zeng, you missed two such important occasions this year, Christmas and New Year's Eve. As punishment, you have to treat us to a meal!"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes widened, and the sound that came out of his throat at this moment was more like a high-pitched screaming chicken.

"So this is what you mean by 'I've slept for a year'?!"

Zhang Wei chuckled and said, "Everything we just said is true. Tell me, hasn't a year passed now?"

"you!"

Zeng Xiaoxian stood up and shouted through gritted teeth at the group, "You've tricked me!"

Everyone looked at Xiaoxian with smiles on their faces, as if to say, "We didn't lie to you, you just misunderstood."

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't even have time to argue with these bastards who were deliberately misleading him. He clutched his chest and backed away, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

"Thank God, thank God."

Lying on the sofa, Zeng Xiaoxian clasped his hands together and muttered to himself, "If I had only slept for ten days or so, I might still have a chance to keep my job and my show."

He jumped up from the sofa: "Lisa!"

"Yes, Lisa! I'm going to find Lisa!"

As he spoke, Xiaoxian hurriedly ran back to his bedroom. He was going to change his clothes and then go to Lisa to save his job and career.

"Teacher Zeng, we were just joking with you."

Zhanbo shouted to Zeng Xiaoxian's retreating figure, "You didn't sleep for more than ten days, nor did you skip work, so you don't need to worry about work at all."

Zeng Xiaoxian abruptly stopped in his tracks as he headed toward the bedroom. He turned around and impatiently asked, "I didn't fall asleep? And I didn't skip work."

"What's going on? What exactly happened?"

What are you standing there for?

Yifei patted the table: "Come and have breakfast first, we can chat while we eat."

Xiao Xian walked over, completely bewildered.

……

After Nanfeng and the others told Zeng Xiaoxian in detail about what had happened in the past few days, he finally felt relieved.

Zeng Xiaoxian, munching on his crispy fried dough stick, said, "Now I understand everything... So he really is better than me in every way?"

Everyone nodded without hesitation.

Xiao Xian looked embarrassed.

Although it's only natural that his imaginary partner is stronger than him, otherwise all the overpowered features he added would be wasted, Zeng Xiaoxian was quite unhappy to see everyone praising his imaginary partner so highly.

Is this what they call being jealous of yourself?

Zhanbo suddenly said, "Oh right, Teacher Zeng, Teacher Xian left you a letter and asked me to read it to you when you wake up. I'll go now."

As Zhanbo spoke, he ran back to his bedroom and, to everyone's astonishment, produced a thick stack of manuscripts.

Seeing that the manuscript was almost half the height of his finger joint, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was very self-aware of his imaginary partner, swallowed hard in fear.

I can guarantee that there are absolutely no kind words in this thick letter.

Back in his seat, Zhanbo cleared his throat and read the letter aloud in a clear and resonant voice: "Dear Zeng Xiaoxian, greetings."

"After living with you for the past few days, I've discovered that you're a complete idiot, a moron, a pushover, a piece of trash, a cowardly coward, a lewd pervert, a filthy slug..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Xiao Xian, who had expected this, quickly called for a stop; he knew that guy disliked him terribly.

"Dear Zhanbo, could we just skip this humiliating trash talk segment?"

"oh."

Zhanbo nodded, quickly scanned the letter, and then placed the draft filled with trashy words on the table.

Gradually, the manuscript in Zhanbo's hand became thinner and thinner, while the manuscript on the table became thicker and thicker, eventually reaching a terrifying ratio of one to ten.

"Look, look!"

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately protested, "Ten out of his eleven sentences were insults directed at me! Is he crazy?!"

"Um."

Everyone eagerly flipped through the manuscript of insults on the table, and began to whisper among themselves.

"I think this is a very apt criticism; it's a true reflection of Zeng Xiaoxian."

"I think this sentence is also good, but you need to add more emotion when you're scolding someone."

"Wow, trash talk can be said like this? I need to write this down quickly, I'll rely on it to argue with trolls online from now on."

……

Upon seeing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot: "You guys don't necessarily have to learn how to swear and talk trash at a time like this, do you?"

Zhanbo also said, "Everyone, please be quiet, I'm going to continue reading."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stopped their academic exchange about swearing and trash talk.

Zhanbo lowered his head and continued reading, "Zeng Xiaoxian..."

He paused, then read aloud the contents of the letter in parentheses.

"P.S.: Zhanbo, if Zeng Xiaoxian didn't listen to my trash talk at all and just let you jump to this point, please help me jump back to the beginning and read it three times."

"Zeng Xiaoxian, this is my punishment for your sly and cheating."

"Dear Zhanbo, please do as I say."

"Even if you don't respect the time, effort, and labor I spent handwriting this long string of nonsense, you should at least fulfill my last wish before I leave this world, right?"

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped upon hearing this. It seemed that Teacher Xian was determined to have Zhanbo "insult Teacher Zeng" on his behalf.

The last wish before leaving this world... Not to mention Zhanbo, anyone who reads this would firmly follow Teacher Xian's idea.

This was his "last wish"!

Zhanbo looked up awkwardly and gave Zeng Xiaoxian an embarrassed smile.

"Teacher Zeng, look at this... I'm sorry."

"What?!"

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)