Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 114 Ideal Type

Although there were some twists and turns, the atmosphere in the car was not as tense as Lin Anyu had imagined, and there was no scene of jealousy or rivalry. On the contrary, it was quite calm.

With two days left before the start of the semester, Han Zhou and Gu Zheng, as freshmen about to enroll at Lincheng University, naturally had a lot in common with Zhong Ling. Although it was a little embarrassing to say that Zhong Ling, as a senior who had been enrolled for a year, didn't know much about the school, she still answered patiently.

Gu Zheng was most concerned about which window in the cafeteria had the best food. Zhong Ling couldn't answer this question because she usually only ate at the cheapest window in the cafeteria. Nevertheless, she still recommended some windows based on her memories of her roommates' discussions.

She actually thought the food at the window she frequented was quite good, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

These words were, of course, relayed by Han Zhou. Zhong Ling answered very seriously, telling him almost everything she knew. However, when she got to this point, she suddenly realized something and reminded Han Zhou not to tell her sister that she had been eating cheap food all along.

Han Zhou understood and slightly modified the other party's previous answer. Then he divided the dog food biscuits that he hadn't finished eating with Zhong Yin and Zhong Ling.

He acted as a "translator" throughout the conversation, so Guzheng naturally learned that Zhongling could not produce sound normally, which made her feel complicated.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, there was clearly a special reason behind Zhong Ling's situation, which she cared about quite a bit. However, her older sister, Zhong Yin, didn't seem to want to talk about it and abruptly changed the subject.

Gu Zheng wisely stopped asking, but she still couldn't suppress her curiosity. Compared to that, Han Zhou's ability to hear Zhong Ling's voice was not so important.

Gu Zheng believes in the existence of extraordinary talent, after all, she is a living example. Her physical qualities have far exceeded those of ordinary people since childhood, especially her strength. This is undoubtedly inherited from her mother, Miao Yan'er. Therefore, in terms of physical qualities, both mother and daughter can be described as exceptionally talented.

Since she possesses extraordinary physical abilities, it's not surprising that Han Zhou also has extraordinary hearing. The only thing that puzzles her is why this guy hasn't shown this superhuman hearing before.

Gu Zheng is certainly not stupid, otherwise she wouldn't have been the top student in the entire grade for three years. However, she usually doesn't want to complicate matters, especially when it comes to Han Zhou, because she trusts Han Zhou and believes that unless it's something inconvenient to talk about, he won't deliberately hide it from her.

Perhaps this is something that's inconvenient to talk about.

Everyone has their own secrets, and Han Zhou is no exception, such as why his strength suddenly increased.

Guzheng is very receptive, so even though Han Zhou's hearing was exaggerated, she accepted it easily.

She even seemed to enjoy using this guy as a "translator," chatting excitedly with Zhong Ling.

Han Zhou shook his head and chuckled, puzzled, "You're really talking a lot today. Why haven't I ever seen you so enthusiastic towards others before? By the way, my senior asked me to tell you that Sister Miao's cookies are delicious."

"Thank you."

Gu Zheng smiled, her eyes crinkling, as if she were the one receiving the praise, looking quite proud. She then said, "Enthusiasm varies from person to person; no one else is as adorable as you, senior."

She has almost no resistance to cute things, kittens, puppies, trinkets, and of course, cute girls.

"I agree with this."

Lin Anyu, who was driving, immediately chimed in, though it was unclear whether he agreed with the first or second half of the statement.

"I agree too."

Zhong Yin, who hadn't said much, nodded solemnly. Of course, she had always thought her younger sister was the cutest.

Zhong Ling's cheeks flushed slightly, as if she were a little embarrassed, and she tugged at the small cloth bag at her waist.

Han Zhou gave a wry smile: "So you guys are all obsessed with looks."

To be honest, Zhong Ling is indeed a very cute girl.

With her youthful and adorable appearance, soft and sweet voice, obedient personality, and ever-present smile, coupled with the occasional shyness she displays due to her voice, she easily evokes a protective instinct in people, giving off the feeling of a gentle girl next door.

So he agreed with that statement.

"What's wrong with being a looks-obsessed person?"

Lin Anyu said with a smile, "You've known me for a while now. I'm a loyal person; I only like pretty girls."

At this point, he suddenly became somewhat melancholy and said with distress, "Sigh, I wonder how many pretty girls there are in our school."

"The male-to-female ratio at your school seems to be quite balanced, but even if there are pretty girls, they have nothing to do with you, so there's absolutely nothing to worry about."

Han Zhou showed no mercy and hesitated before saying, "But I remember you just said last time that you like girls with inner beauty."

It's actually quite strange. Logically speaking, a guy like Lin Anyu should have a lot of girls who like him, but in the past three years, he hasn't had any luck with women. I don't know what went wrong.

Is it because there have been too many questionable moves?
Lin Anyu said in a mature tone, "Little Han, that's why you're still too young. Being beautiful and having inner beauty are not mutually exclusive. There are plenty of girls who have both. It just depends on whether you can handle it."

Han Zhou sighed, "I don't care, but you'll probably have a hard time controlling it anyway."

Seeing that this guy was repeatedly undermining him, Lin Anyu sneered inwardly and decided to teach Han Zhou a lesson.

"how about you?"

Suddenly, he asked in a casual tone, "What kind of girl do you like?"

As Lin Anyu expected, the moment he said this, the three girls in the car immediately focused their attention on Han Zhou, seemingly very interested in the topic.

"Me?" Han Zhou was taken aback.

"Yes, it's you. Everyone has an ideal type in their heart, and you should be no exception, right?"

Lin Anyu laughed and said, "Let's all be honest. My ideal type is someone with big breasts, a perky butt, long legs, good looks, and a fiery personality. That way, we should have more passion in our relationship."

Gu Zheng looked at him suspiciously. This guy clearly liked Han Zhou. Did he say such a thing to make Han Zhou lower his guard?
However, compared to that, she was more concerned about Han Zhou's ideal type at the moment, so she pretended to be indifferent and said, "Han Zhou, everyone else has told you their ideal type, so you can't go back on your word. Tell me your ideal type... tell him."

Han Zhou looked at her with a strange expression: "When did I say that if he told me his ideal type, I would tell him?"

"It seems that there is not..."

Gu Zheng thought for a moment, then decided to stop pretending and said confidently, "But it's okay, I'm also curious about this. Tell me about it."

Zhong Yin, always eager for a good show, glanced at Han Zhou and said indifferently, "I'd like to know too."

"I...I want to know too..."

Zhong Ling, in the passenger seat, glanced at Han Zhou through the rearview mirror and cautiously raised her hand. Although no one could hear her, they understood her meaning from her gesture.

Wow, the effect is amazing...

Lin Anyu was quite pleased with his feat of manipulating public opinion. Now that the vote had passed unanimously, Han Zhou would have to answer the question no matter what, and he didn't know what the consequences would be...

However, putting aside his "revenge" mentality, he was indeed quite curious about what Han Zhou's ideal type was. He and Han Zhou hadn't talked about girls much. If it weren't for Han Zhou's constant pursuit of the guzheng during their school days, he would have even thought that this guy had no interest in girls and only liked studying.

Han Zhou didn't immediately see through Lin Anyu's "malicious intentions." After thinking seriously for a while, he hesitated and said, "I don't really have a particular ideal type... I guess someone I get along with will do."

"Isn't that too vague?"

Gu Zheng slightly pursed her lips. This answer obviously did not satisfy her. However, she still quite agreed with what Han Zhou said. Her head was quite round, and she got along very well with Han Zhou.

This made her somewhat happy.

Zhong Yin crossed his arms and said indifferently, "It is indeed too vague. Such an answer is no different from saying nothing at all. Can't you give a clear answer that is not so ambiguous?"

Han Zhou was suspicious. Why was the woman looking at him so strangely? He said helplessly, "Not everyone has time to think about ideal types... So tell me what your ideal type is?" Zhong Yin said frankly, "I don't like men."

Everyone was shocked, never expecting to hear such explosive news.

Han Zhou was also very surprised, but fortunately Zhong Ling secretly tipped them off, saying, "My sister was lying to you, but I don't know what kind of man she likes either."

Han Zhou understood perfectly. He thought to himself, "Well, Zhong Yin, you look so handsome, but you can lie so easily." However, he was too lazy to delve into questions like what kind of men she liked.

He glanced at the guzheng beside him and noticed that the latter looked dazed and lost. He felt a chill and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you carsick?"

"N-nothing..." Gu Zheng shook her head, finally regaining her composure.

She never imagined that today she would not only encounter a man who likes men, but also a woman who likes women. Has the world become so strange...?

Han Zhou watched the guzheng for a while, and only when he saw that she seemed to be alright did he feel relieved.

But... is he my ideal type?
He hadn't really thought about this question much.

He used to spend every day working hard to accumulate points. Although he is more free now than before, accumulating points will still be an important part of his life in the future. He doesn't have time to think about too many things, let alone his ideal type.

Some might ask, don't you have any other goals besides accumulating points?
Han Zhou's response was that he would solve the problem of survival first before considering any other pursuits.

This question can perhaps be compared to asking someone why they want to make money, and in a condescending way—don't you have any other pursuits besides making money?
Making money is obviously for survival, but also for a better life. It's natural to have aspirations, but these are usually things that people who don't worry about food and clothing talk about. When have you ever seen a beggar talk about aspirations?

Moreover, the nature of these two things is not quite the same. Others may be able to survive without making money, but Han Zhou will definitely not be able to survive without points. Therefore, he only has one pursuit now, which is to solve his physical problems as soon as possible and survive.

If someone goes to a hospital and asks a terminally ill patient what their current pursuit is, the patient's answer will most likely be to survive, rather than to remove the oxygen tube and consider any pursuit other than survival.

Han Zhou certainly had his own visions for the future, but these were all overturned after he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Only those who survived were qualified to talk about the future.

However, his current condition has basically stabilized, which is consistent with the initial plan, and he can now consider more things during his university years.

Han Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I think the ideal type is a false proposition. Most people's romantic partners are not their initial ideal type, and may even be far from it. When you really like someone, that person becomes your ideal type. But if you don't like someone, any one of their traits can be a reason to consider them as not your ideal type."

Lin Anyu was somewhat surprised and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying, "You seem to have quite a deep understanding of this. But it seems to be true. I added a girl in my second year of high school. I clearly met all the requirements on her profile, and even had an extra bonus of 'interesting soul,' but she deleted me in less than a week. I really don't understand."

We've been having classes all year in our second year of high school, so why does your high school seem a bit different from ours... Han Zhou and Gu Zheng both thought to themselves at the same time.

Zhong Ling thought about it carefully and asked curiously, "Could it be because you said something bad?"

Han Zhou relayed her message.

"No."

Lin Anyu shook his head, recalled for a moment, and continued, "I only sent the wrong message, and I quickly retracted it. It shouldn't have been enough for her to delete me, right?"

Han Zhou seemed to understand something, and asked with a strange expression, "So what was the wrong message you sent back then?"

"It seems to be a mass Christmas greeting, but I didn't edit it properly and accidentally added another girl's name..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more."

Han Zhou had a sudden toothache and forwarded a message he had sent to one girl to another. If the other girl doesn't delete you, who will?
But he quickly realized what was going on and said, puzzled, "Wait a minute, Christmas greetings aren't just for people you like. I remember you sent me one too, and there wasn't anything ambiguous about it... Even if you added the wrong name, this kind of message shouldn't get deleted, right?"

"Yes, that's why I find it strange." Lin Anyu sighed deeply. This matter had troubled him for a long time, and he still hadn't figured out the answer.

Zhong Yin remained silent for a moment, seemingly also finding it strange: "Would you mind telling me what your message contained?"

"I can't remember exactly, but there's definitely no problem. I even sent it to my parents." Lin Anyu said with certainty.

Hearing him say that, everyone was even more puzzled and offered their opinions. Perhaps the girl was a playboy who kept fish, or even a con artist who engaged in online dating.
But Lin Anyu denied all of these claims. He firmly believed that the girl was genuinely interested in him, which was why he was so obsessed with her.

After thinking for a long time, Han Zhou suddenly said, "I remember now, wasn't the girl you added back then named Chen Huanhuan?"

"Chen Huanhuan?" Gu Zheng beside her was taken aback. "Is she Chen Huanhuan from our class?"

"Yeah," Lin Anyu said honestly. "I liked her a lot when I was in my second year of high school, but I stopped liking her later."

You fell in love with Han Zhou later, right...?

And if you like Chen Huanhuan, why are you having an online relationship with someone else...?

Gu Zheng muttered to herself, then her expression suddenly changed, and she hesitated before saying, "Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered something Chen Huanhuan mentioned before. Her mother seemed to have had an online relationship with someone for a while, but then suddenly lost contact with that person, apparently around Christmas time..."

She still remembers this incident quite well, because on Christmas Day she went outside the school to buy several large apples, secretly gave one to Han Zhou, and ate the rest herself. They tasted very sweet.

These were the words she overheard while eating an apple in the classroom. When Chen Huanhuan talked about this with others, she didn't try to hide it much, and even laughed about it.

As soon as Gu Zheng said that, everyone on the bus seemed to realize something and looked at Lin Anyu with strange expressions.

Lin Anyu was struck dumb, his voice hoarse as he said, "Chen Huanhuan's mother's online name is..."

"It was something like 'Bald Little Baby,' I'm not sure, but it was something like that, where she pretends to be cute. Chen Huanhuan specifically complained about her mom's online name back then, and even complained that her mom always liked to act like a young girl online..."

"Alright, Guzheng, if you keep talking, this guy might just rip the steering wheel off."

Han Zhou knew Gu Zheng was right the moment he saw Lin Anyu's ashen face, and couldn't help but silently mourn for the guy for a few seconds.

This matter involves a lot of information... Have Chen Huanhuan's parents divorced?
Speaking of Lin Anyu, he's really unlucky. He had an online romance with the mother of the person he had a crush on, and not long ago, he confessed his feelings to the father of the person he liked. This guy really has a lot of bad luck...

Han Zhou sighed, "Speaking of which, Chen Huanhuan will be attending this class reunion, right? Why don't you try asking her to help you rekindle your romance with your 'bald little darling'? If you have that idea, I'll help you."

Lin Anyu was filled with grief and indignation: "Stop talking!"

“Your friend is quite interesting,” Zhong Yin said with a stiff face.

"Don't hold back if you want to laugh," Han Zhou kindly reminded him.

“I didn’t mean to laugh, I just felt that we shouldn’t have just moved on from the previous topic. What exactly is your ideal type?” Zhong Yin glanced at her.

Han Zhou asked, puzzled, "Why are you so concerned about this?"

"curious."

"I'm curious too." Gu Zheng also remembered the important matter; Han Zhou hadn't properly answered this question yet.

“Me...me too…” Zhong Ling raised her hand again.

Faced with the gazes of several people, Han Zhou pondered for a long time before finally letting out a sigh.

"If I had to say, I do have an ideal type. It would probably be someone with a figure like you, Sister Yin, a personality like Senior Sister, and legs like Guzheng's... well, Guzheng's legs. Putting these together would probably make up my ideal type."

These words shocked everyone present, and Lin Anyu couldn't help but gasp. "Are you building blocks here, kid?"
Why don't you just say you want them all?

(End of this chapter)