Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 613 Typhoon Great Sage: I'm here to help you!

Ziqiao pouted: "You blurted out 'I like you' at noon today, and what happened?"

"But you managed to salvage the situation."

He paused, then continued, "And even if Wanyu left, her phone wasn't turned off, right? You should be able to contact her, shouldn't you?"

"If you really want to confess your feelings to Wanyu, tell her you like her—by phone, text message, QQ, WeChat, email, or even the Love Apartment website..."

"Modern people have created so many ways to connect so that even if people are separated by thousands of miles, as long as there is love in their hearts, that love can transcend thousands of miles and be known to the other party."

"But what about you? Are you separated by thousands of miles?"

As Ziqiao spoke, he downed the rest of the strong liquor in the bottle in one gulp. With the alcohol taking effect, he became even more direct: "Even if you're not satisfied with these ways of contacting me, and think that confessing like this is too hasty, you originally had a whole afternoon to go straight to the airport to confess to Wanyu."

"But you still choose to act like a giant baby, staying in the bar and being comforted by everyone."

"Look, look."

Ziqiao said with exasperation, "Opportunities have always been right in front of you, but you've never seized them."

"Wanyu has found her dream, but you don't dare to tell her that you like her."

"So Wanyu flew away, and you can only stay here and grieve like a charred duck, and you even made everyone comfort you for the whole afternoon."

Looking at the embarrassed Zhanbo, Ziqiao continued to add insult to injury: "Do you think that even if Nanfeng and Yumo are not a couple, Yumo wouldn't want to be affectionate with Nanfeng on Valentine's Day and do something with him?"

"If she didn't have this idea, why would she listen to Yifei and make batch after batch of homemade chocolates?"

"Teacher Zeng made a lottery box last night, originally planning to buy lottery tickets this afternoon to promote fire extinguishers. You know how much he wants to be the chairman of this residents' committee."

"And then there's Nanfeng. He just fully recovered today. Even if we don't plan to celebrate or have a party, we should at least let him have a good time today, right?"

"Oh, and Zhang Wei too..."

Ziqiao paused for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I won't say anymore."

He patted the guilty Zhanbo on the shoulder and said, "Zhanbo, you have to understand that today is Valentine's Day. Apart from us fools, no one will sympathize with you because you're heartbroken, but thousands of girls will fall in love with you because of your melancholy."

"You've missed countless opportunities, and now a brand new one is right in front of you."

"You don't dare to confess to Wanyu because she has already found her dream, and you feel that the hope of the two of you being together is very slim."

"If that's the case, why don't you make good use of your once-in-a-lifetime melancholy temperament to start a new relationship?"

"Wanyu, or someone else, you have to choose one of these two."

"Instead of choosing slowly later, it's better to make a decision now."

Without hesitation, Zhanbo said, "Wanyu."

"What if Wanyu definitely rejects you?"

"...It's still Wanyu."

"That settles it!"

Ziqiao clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "Since your only solution is Wanyu, what are you afraid of?"

Go for it! Confess your feelings!

"Don't be afraid of failure. So what if you fail?"

"Failure is no big deal; we'll just stay here and keep you company at the bar."

"Zhanbo, look, even in the worst-case scenario, the worst possible outcome can't be worse than this. It can't be."

He put his hand on Zhanbo's shoulder and let out a drunken hiccup: "Besides, you haven't even asked Wanyu, how do you know she'll definitely reject you?"

Zhanbo lowered his head and said in a voice barely audible, "But, but Wanyu has already found her dream, and I'm worried... I'll become an obstacle for her in pursuing it."

"Are you worried?"

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao couldn't help but laugh: "What's the use of your worrying? You haven't asked her, so how do you know that Wanyu would think you would be an obstacle to her pursuing her dreams?"

"Yifei is right. Wanyu wants to be a fashion designer, not a nun. Anyway, I've never heard of a fashion designer being unable to date."

Zhanbo looked up and said, "But Wanyu longs for a free and unrestrained life, and I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? Are you going to force Wanyu to date you, or are you planning to lock her in the apartment and never let her out for the rest of her life?"

Zhanbo shouted, "I didn't!"

"yes."

Ziqiao was really drunk tonight. He rubbed his red nose and continued, "You don't plan to force her to agree to your relationship, and you don't plan to restrict her freedom. So how is Wanyu not free when she's dating you?"

"If she feels restricted with you, she will reject you on her own. Why do you need to go through all this trouble and overthink things?"

"It's your business to confess your feelings, and it's her business whether she accepts or not. Wanyu doesn't know anything about it, yet you've already thought it all out for her?"

"I, I, I..."

Zhanbo stammered and couldn't speak.

Ziqiao shook his head, opened another bottle of strong liquor, and gulped down half of it.

"Ah~~~"

He let out a long sigh: "You guys all have such high moral standards, worrying about this and that."

"Zhanbo, as long as you're worried, there will always be all sorts of reasons to be worried."

"For example, Wanyu's family background, her parents, your future, and the possibility of a cross-cultural romance..."

"A person can have many reasons not to confess their feelings, but there is only one reason why they want to confess their feelings."

"You see, many things are that simple."

Ziqiao suddenly stood up and said passionately, "Zhanbo, there has always been a sense of fear hidden deep in your heart."

"You're afraid of failure. Every time you want to confess to Wanyu, you always think: What if I get rejected? How awful and embarrassing would that be? If Wanyu rejects me, will we even be able to be friends?"

"You've thought of so much more than Teacher Zeng, how could you possibly succeed?"

Ziqiao pointed at Zhanbo and waved his hand, saying, "Be brave and charge forward!"

"It's like there's a train in front of you, and the conductor asks you: 'Young man, do you want to get on the train?'"

"Just ask where this bus is going, when the next stop is, and if there are any seats left."

"By the time you finish asking, the train will have already left, and you can only wait for the next one, but when the next one comes, you will still face the same problem."

"You've been waiting for a long time; everyone else has already arrived in Siberia, and you're still at the station."

"Who cares, let's go up!"

"The train is moving forward, and it doesn't matter where it's going; what matters is the scenery outside the window."

"Whether your confession is successful or not is not important. What's important is that you tell her: you love her."

He patted Zhanbo on the shoulder: "Zhanbo, you'll thank me when you get off the train."

"Even if a plane were to land next to you in the future, you would rush onto it without hesitation, because you think the train is too slow."

Hahahaha...

"Damn it, what's in this bottle? It's so strong!"

Ziqiao raised his bottle high towards the crowd in the bar and shouted, "Aren't you all right?!"

"right!"

Although the bar patrons didn't know what had happened, they still started shouting, eager for more excitement, after hearing Ziqiao's words.

In an instant, the bar erupted in applause and cheers, waves of sound rising up and overwhelming the thunder in the sky and the raging wind and rain throughout the city.

Ziqiao shrugged smugly at Zhanbo.

"Listen to this, this is the voice of the people."

"Look, this is what people want."

"Zhanbo, so do you want to be a duck roasted by fire, or a phoenix reborn from the ashes?"

Zhanbo was stunned, then lowered his head and remained silent.

In that instant, he thought about many, many things. He thought about his concerns about this relationship, their shared dreams, the potential conflicts that might arise in the future, and the first time he asked Wanyu if he had a place in her future, and Wanyu's strange silence...

Upon careful reflection, Zhanbo realized that most of the thoughts that flashed through his mind were pessimistic and negative.

Ziqiao delivered the wrong coat, Xianglian was unexpectedly late, Wanyu suddenly flew to Hong Kong, and then there was this damn typhoon.

These unexpected events seemed to be proving to him that it was wrong for him to confess his feelings to Wanyu.

But so what?

But! Then! So! What! Is! It!?

He closed his eyes, gently placed his hand on his chest, and felt his heart beating slowly and steadily.

Ziqiao is right. There can be many reasons why a person doesn't want to confess their feelings, but there is only one reason why they want to confess.

Because I like her and want to be with her, I want to confess my feelings to her.

It turns out... many things really are that simple.

In that instant, Zhanbo seemed to hear the sound of a train whistle.

The train is moving forward; where it's going isn't important. What matters is the scenery outside the window.

and so……

He suddenly looked up, his eyes shining with the light of rebirth.

"Is it too late for me to get on the train now?"

"There's still plenty of time!"

Ziqiao looked at Zhanbo excitedly: "It all depends on what you want to do now."

Without thinking, Zhanbo said, "I need to go to the airport to find Wanyu... no, by the time I get there she'll probably have already taken off."

He stood up and shouted, "I'm going to book a flight to Hong Kong! I just don't want to waste this Valentine's Day!"

"marvelous!"

Ziqiao excitedly punched Zhanbo in the chest: "You finally understand what it means to be simple and straightforward. Your teacher is very pleased."

"Wait until I get back to feel relieved; I need to buy my plane ticket now!"

Zhanbo took out his phone and was about to book tickets without saying a word, but when he opened the ticketing app, he was completely dumbfounded.

"There's a typhoon today, the airport is closed, flights are canceled, and I can't buy a ticket to Hong Kong."

"what?"

Ziqiao was shocked: "Could it be that unlucky?!"

Zhanbo sat back on the sofa with a blank stare on his face. He muttered to himself in a daze, "How could this happen? I finally made up my mind, but... wait a minute."

Zhanbo gradually came to his senses, and his lifeless eyes slowly regained their sparkle.

He grabbed a bottle of strong liquor from the coffee table, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Zhanbo, fueled by alcohol, laughed wildly, which nearly gave Ziqiao a heart attack.

[Damn it, has Zhanbo suffered a major blow and gone insane, gone mad?]

【Yifei and the others will definitely kill me!】

Ziqiao's legs went weak. He stared at Zhanbo, who was almost laughing to tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Zhanbo, don't scare me like that. If something happens to you, I won't survive either!"

"I'm fine. I finally know what God has given me."

Zhanbo suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly, "A typhoon! It's a typhoon!"

"This typhoon is the best Valentine's Day gift God could give me!"

I'm coming

Tomorrow I'll finish Volume Two, and Pigeon can already see the holiday beckoning to him.

(End of this chapter)