Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

The night was falling, and a few lonely stars dotted a waning moon.

It was late at night, and Ziqiao, with a depressed face, leaned on the balcony of 3602 and drank boredly.

Although Mr. Zeng was a little drunk after drinking, he was not drunk after drinking.

Although Xiaohei's hammer looked scary, he would not really use it to smash his head.

Ziqiao, who was beaten up by the two but was safe and sound, sighed. He looked up at the sky blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He and his godfather have known each other for so many years. They have been together in the world, living freely, galloping on horses, and sharing the prosperity of the world.

Ziqiao always felt that his godfather was just like what he said, a free cloud, going wherever the wind blows, and the world is just his inn.

However, today he suddenly realized that the romantic and passionate Dumas would also grow old.

Tomorrow is Godfather's wedding. They often say that marriage is a place of execution and a grave. Ziqiao still doesn't dare to believe that Godfather would choose to step into the place of execution that he had despised thousands of times and live a stable and contented life.

Yes, he believes that Godfather will live a stable and contented life.

Because Godfather is smarter than himself, knows how to restrain himself better than himself, and has the courage and determination to change more than himself.

He will never be like himself. Although his body and mind are longing for a stable and peaceful life, his soul is always restless and still covets the beauty that should have been abandoned long ago.

Even though Ziqiao knows very well that these beauties will one day breed a bitter fruit that he can't bear, he still doesn't want to break free from the torrent of desire.

Maybe it's not unwillingness, but as Godfather said, he is just worried that he will try to change, but in the end he finds that he has no ability and determination to change at all.

Because he is afraid that he can't do it, he doesn't even dare to take a step forward to try.

But if my godfather can calmly try to change at this age and accept the life he is about to change...

Then why can't I?

Ziqiao lowered his head and fell into deep thought while looking at the wine glass in his hand.

"Change?"

He whispered softly.

At this time, Wanyu, who was wearing cartoon pajamas, also came to the balcony of 3601 because of insomnia.

The impact of everything that happened today on her was indeed too intense.

First, the work of the magazine, then the chat between Zhanbo and Zhao Wuliang, Meijia's questions to herself, and finally Dumas ended his free journey and adventure.

Wanyu didn't know how to describe her extremely complicated feelings.

She had never felt so close to the life she loved as she did now, but somehow, she felt that she couldn't see what kind of life she wanted more and more clearly.

After Dumas's chat, Wanyu became more and more certain that she liked the kind of life where she had no fixed place to live and was free.

She wanted to have new scenery and new adventures every day, just like Dumas's experience in the past few decades.

But Dumas, who had enjoyed decades of freedom and adventure, was going to enter the palace of marriage tomorrow and live a stable and peaceful life.

If a stable and peaceful life was the end of this journey of freedom, what was the point of her setting sail now?

Wanyu knew that the most important thing about a journey was the process rather than the ending, but was the process necessarily so perfect?

Even though Dumas said from beginning to end that he had never regretted his past choices, every word he said was full of regrets.

Who could guarantee that these regrets would not be Dumas' unforgettable but irreparable regrets before the polishing of time?

Wanyu didn't know, but she didn't want to regret it.

She leaned on the balcony railing and looked up at the sky, and the question that lingered in her mind was the question that Zhanbo had asked herself before.

Is there no place for everyone in the apartment in her freedom and dreams?

It should be... there.

"Alas..."

Two completely different but melancholy sighs sounded at the same time.

Ziqiao and Wanyu were both stunned for a moment, and then they turned their gazes from the night sky to each other on the balcony next door.

"Wanyu?"

"Ziqiao?"

They said in unison: "Why don't you go to rest? Aren't you going to attend the wedding tomorrow?"

They looked at each other quietly, and then laughed at the same time.

One's own troubles do make people depressed, but if there is someone who can be as depressed as oneself, then they will be very happy.

Ziqiao silently approached the direction of 3601, he raised the bottle and glass in his hand and gestured to Wanyu: "How about it, do you want some?"

Wanyu was a little hesitant when she heard this. She had a normal alcohol tolerance. If she drank again at this point and went to sleep, she would definitely have a terrible headache when she woke up the next day.

But she finally nodded and said: "Okay, give me some."

Ziqiao drank the remaining wine in the glass in big gulps, and then filled the glass again.

He handed the bottle to Wanyu: "There's not much wine left in here, just drink from the bottle."

Wanyu took the bottle and took a sip.

Ziqiao picked up the glass and smiled: "Tonight was too rushed, we didn't have time to congratulate you on finding such a good job."

"Come on, cheers."

"Cheers."

The two smiled at each other, and the glass and the bottle collided across the balcony, making a crisp sound.

"By the way, isn't the salary of a fashion editor very high?"

Zi Qiao rubbed his hands and smiled slightly excitedly: "If this is the case, does it mean that I can borrow more money from you in the future?"

Wan Yu opened her mouth in shock when she heard this: "I haven't even joined the job yet, and you are already thinking about my salary?"

She rolled her eyes at Zi Qiao and said angrily: "Besides, didn't your godmother Elizabeth just give you a super thick red envelope?"

Zi Qiao shrugged upon hearing this: "It's just a red envelope, no matter how thick it can be.

"Besides, Wan Yu, you know me well. I am a person who is drunk today and will not care about tomorrow. If I care about tomorrow, I will not think about the day after tomorrow.

"That red envelope is indeed very thick, but I can spend it in two months at most. Anyway, if you have money, there are ways to spend it, and if you don't have money, there are ways to spend it without money."

Zi Qiao said shamelessly: "And I've thought that in two months' time you should join the company and get paid. Isn't this a way to prepare for a rainy day?"

Wan Yu was angry and amused at the same time. Now she understood why Yu Mo said that when she saw Zi Qiao, she had the urge to shoot him in the head with a wine bottle.

Now that I am holding a wine bottle in my hand, I want to hit him on the head with all my strength!

"Who is a good person who plans to borrow money from someone two months in advance to prepare for a rainy day?"

She asked very dissatisfiedly: "Ziqiao, can't you just find a job?"

"Uh... pretend I didn't say anything."

Wan Yu waved her hand and withdrew her statement. After all, she also felt that asking Zi Qiao to find a job was too whimsical.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wanyu's words, Qiao started to think seriously.

"Finding a job... is not impossible."

"ah?"

Wanyu was dumbfounded. She even wondered if she was dreaming.

Zi Qiao would actually consider finding a job. Is this guy really Zi Qiao?

Immediately afterwards, Wan Yu heard Zi Qiao ask with great interest: "Wanyu, do you, the eldest lady, know if there is a kind of person in the world who has a lot of money, few things to do, is close to home, has a high position but has little responsibility, and sleeps naturally?" Wake up, work that makes your hands cramp while counting money?”

"Forehead……"

Before Wan Yu could say anything, Zi Qiao had already continued to fantasize: "It would be best to work less than three hours a day, without clocking in, without working overtime, and get bonuses during holidays. Wages will continue to rise with the depreciation of the currency. Work Content will gradually decrease as the market environment deteriorates.

"By the way, it's best if the job content doesn't require physical labor... and it's best if it doesn't require mental labor. It's best if it's the kind of work that's easy to understand and can be done with hands.

“The most important thing is that there can’t be any rigid academic requirements when recruiting, otherwise I won’t be selected.

"By the way, it's best for all my colleagues to be beauties. It's more eye-catching. The bra size must be at least..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Wanyu really couldn't stand listening anymore. She thought she was dreaming at first, but now it seems that when it comes to dreaming, it must be Zi Qiao.

"Ziqiao, I am just the eldest lady of the Qiao family, not the djinn of the Qiao family. Your wish is useless to me.

"Can't you give up these useless fantasies and get down to earth and find a normal job?"

"A normal job?"

Zi Qiao was delighted: "You're talking about the kind of job that works from 9 to 5, has two days off every week, has five insurances and one fund, and you can get three times the overtime pay for overtime work. There is no workplace violence, and there are no hidden rules in the workplace.

“There is no need to brag about the crazy involution of wolf culture, nor do you need to turn into a licking dog to lick the stinky feet of leaders.

"Not so much intrigue, not so much struggle for power, absolutely fair, everything is a normal job with promotions and salary increases based on ability?"

Wan Yu was immediately stunned: "What kind of normal job do you have?"

Zi Qiao shrugged: "But that's how the labor law is written, and this is how this society should be."

Wan Yu was immediately speechless.

Zi Qiao, who was quite drunk, had a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "In short, I will never treat myself as a cheap labor force to work to death and get involved in crazy involution.

"Besides, people like me who have no education, no background, and no connections, don't want to be a cheap labor force even if they want to."

Wan Yu deeply believed what Zi Qiao said, but she couldn't help but ask: "But Zi Qiao, you are just muddle along now, haven't you thought about what to do in the future?"

"The future? You have been thinking about what kind of life you want to live in the future, but the result is that you are not happy even now."

Zi Qiao burped and smiled meaningfully at Wanyu: "People have to think about the future, but if you only focus on the distant future, can you still see the road under your feet clearly?"

Wan Yu was silent. After a moment, she said: "I just haven't decided what choice to make. I'm worried that I will regret it."

"People always regret it."

Zi Qiao said calmly: "Because we always make choices like a blind man touching an elephant, we will definitely make mistakes and regret.

"But you have to make a choice to tell yourself which mistake is more worth making and which regret is more worth enduring."

"But, but..."

"I know, you're just worried that after you make a choice, you'll find that you prefer another path."

Zi Qiao stroked his non-existent beard and said in a coquettish way like a strategist: "If that's the case, then I have a better way."

Wan Yu was startled when he heard this: "What can I do?"

"Well..."

Zi Qiao looked embarrassed: "I suddenly can't remember."

Wan Yu smiled and knocked the guardrail with a wine bottle: "Do you need me to give you some physical therapy?"

"No! No need at all!"

Zi Qiao timidly took a few steps back, and the embarrassment on his face suddenly turned into a flattering smile.

"I remember, I remember everything."

Wan Yu glared at Zi Qiao: "Then why don't you tell me!"

"My way is... Since there will be mistakes and regrets in making choices, Wan Yu, you might as well not make a choice.

"Only children make choices, as an adult, you can have it all!"

"All..."

Wan Yu fell into deep thought.

After a while, she looked up and asked Zi Qiao: "How should I do it specifically?"

Zi Qiao shrugged and answered directly: "I don't know about that."

Wan Yu widened her eyes: "Can this be considered a solution?"

"At least it gives you a direction to work hard. "

Zi Qiao laughed and said, "Would you rather try hard and fail, or decide your future without even trying?"

"Try it, maybe you can achieve a perfect ending?"

"Try it, maybe you can achieve a perfect ending?"

At the same time, Nan Feng said the same thing to Zhan Bo in the living room of 3603.

Zhan Bo and Wan Yu's eyes suddenly lit up at almost the same time.

Here it comes