Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 173 How many relationships are you planning to have at the same time?

It was almost 10 o'clock when we arrived at the mountain town.

To ensure they could see the sunrise at the best time the next morning, everyone needed to arrive at the base camp halfway up the mountain within a specified time. Therefore, there was no time to learn about the local customs and culture. As soon as they got off the bus, they began their climb under the guidance of several guides.

Zhang Tao decided to stay in town for a while, probably to shoot some footage for a video. He said he would catch up soon, and the guide who was leading him agreed.

Along the way, there were many mountaineering teams like theirs, but other teams' climbing targets were not necessarily Green Mountain, but could be other peaks in the Colorful Snow Mountain.

There are only four snow-capped mountains available for climbing in the Five Colors Snow Mountain area. About two kilometers later, there will be a fork in the road and signs where different teams will part ways.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"

Han Zhou looked at the girl wearing a sun hat beside him. This mountain town was nearly 2,000 meters above sea level, which was already very high for people like them who had lived in plains for a long time. As the altitude increased, the air became thinner and thinner, and many people were likely to experience altitude sickness from this altitude onwards.

Thanks to the physical enhancement brought about by the "long-term illness makes one a doctor" skill, he did not feel any discomfort, but Mo Yixia might not be so lucky.

This guy has been confined at home for a long time, and he can't find an opportunity to do some aerobic exercise to improve his cardiovascular fitness. It's inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable when he comes to a high-altitude area for the first time, so Han Zhou has been paying close attention to his situation.

"No."

Mo Yixia gently shook her head, her sun hat completely blocking out the glaring ultraviolet rays. "And you?"

Judging from appearances alone, Han Zhou and she were actually about the same size. He looked like the kind of skinny guy who might fail the physical test. In addition, he insisted on carrying a lot of things for her, which would have taken a lot of energy for him. So she was a little worried about his condition.

However, she didn't have much of a worry. Mo Yixia had already noticed something unusual about Han Zhou's physical condition. He had shown amazing strength that was inconsistent with his thin body more than once, but at other times he would appear weak. She had noticed this a long time ago, but she had never asked about it.

Rather than asking questions, she preferred to find answers through her own observation and analysis, just as she never actively inquired about Han Zhou's initial purpose in approaching her.

These questions still exist today, but there is no longer any need to specifically seek answers.

"I'm fine too."

Han Zhou looked Mo Yixia over, feeling somewhat uneasy, and reminded her seriously, "If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me. Don't push yourself."

He had already said these words before he set off this morning, and this is the second time he has emphasized them.

You should know that this guy has a history of this. Once, when he was in tutoring, he had a fever but kept it to himself until it was time to eat.

Back then, Mo Yixia was only wearing a mask, so at least you could still see her eyes. Now, with snow goggles on, you can't even see her eyes. Her whole face is covered, so if she doesn't speak up, you won't be able to tell what's going on.

Mo Yixia sensed the worry in his tone and said calmly, "I'll say the same thing to you."

The two are dressed similarly, the only difference being that Han Zhou is not wearing a mask, so this concern can also be directed at the other person.

"I wouldn't joke about my health," Han Zhou shrugged, his tone serious.

Do you mean I would joke about my body?

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment, then said with a strange expression, "...Isn't that right?"

This guy's favorite thing is to make physical jokes.

“I don’t deny that,” Mo Yixia admitted frankly. “However, I’m not someone who likes to show off. At least in terms of honesty, I’m far better than someone else.”

She gave Han Zhou a meaningful look, and it was obvious who this "someone" referred to.

"I can't see how honest you are..."

Han Zhou replied irritably, then pretended to appreciate the scenery along the way, saying earnestly, "The meaning of travel is not just about the destination; the scenery along the way is equally important. This is a rare opportunity, so take a good look around."

He spoke with a cheerful tone, and even took out his phone to take a few photos.

Mo Yixia clicked her tongue: "Don't think that just because you're covering half your face I can't read your mind. Are you relieved now, thinking I can't analyze your micro-expressions anymore?"

Han Zhou felt a chill run down his spine, looking at her as if he had seen a ghost, and forced a dry laugh: "Talking about analyzing micro-expressions is a bit too subtle, isn't it? Just say you're a Dragon Group agent with superpowers and I wouldn't doubt it for a second..."

This guy once again accurately revealed his thoughts.

"You seem a little guilty."

Mo Yixia said meaningfully, "Truly honest people are never afraid of being 'mind-read' because they never think of hiding anything. Those who are afraid of having their thoughts read are often those who have done something wrong."

"Those who dare to completely reveal their true feelings are called saints..."

Han Zhou retorted confidently and irritably, "Don't you also like to hide your true thoughts?"

"Is that so?" Mo Yixia tilted her head. "Could you give me an example?"

Han Zhou thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I can't lift it..."

He couldn't come up with any convincing examples at the moment.

"Impotence?"

Han Zhou: "..."

Mo Yixia calmly said, "Any conclusion needs to be supported by evidence. Since you can't lift it, it means that you have always had some misunderstanding about me."

"It's not that I can't lift it, it's that I can't raise it..."

"What's the difference?"

"Forget it, just be happy."

Han Zhou sighed inwardly. He suddenly realized something: in this respect, Mo Yixia might indeed be much better than him.

After a brief silence, Mo Yixia said sadly, "I'm actually not very happy."

"why?"

"Because you seem to have some complaints about me."

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said, "I wouldn't be so upset with you as to be upset over such a small joke."

That's not what I was talking about.

"What is that?"

“When we were in the car earlier, I repeatedly emphasized to your muscular senior that we were just ordinary friends. You may not have realized it yourself, but it caused you some negative emotions.”

Han Zhou was taken aback: "Are you serious?"

He didn't feel any negative emotions.

“Of course.” Mo Yixia said firmly and slowly, “Given that you seem to be jealous, I need to explain that I am an understanding girl. My answer at the time was not my own intention, but rather to take your feelings into consideration.”

If you really cared about my feelings, you wouldn't have suddenly said you were pregnant...

Han Zhou silently complained to himself and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Isn't the meaning obvious?" Mo Yixia glanced at him. "I'm just giving you the answer you wanted to give, that's all."

She spoke calmly, her voice devoid of emotion, "Before denying what I said, you can think about what kind of answer you would have given if I hadn't answered that we were just friends? Or rather... besides just friends, do you have any other alternative answers in mind?"

Han Zhou was slightly lost in thought, subconsciously trying to figure out the answer to the question. Although he couldn't see her expression clearly, he could sense that Mo Yixia was looking at him with a meaningful gaze.

"Even if we're just ordinary friends, it's too distant. Can't we be good friends...?"

After a moment of silence, he answered in a slightly hesitant tone.

It wasn't because he was too guilty to judge his relationship with Mo Yixia, but because his thoughts had been seen through again. Recalling what Mo Yixia had just said, he suddenly realized that he was actually a little unhappy with the answer of "ordinary friends." However, he did not correct the answer that made him feel uncomfortable at the time.

Because he didn't know how to define this relationship either.

He was the one who was truly dishonest.

Do you think "good friend" is a better answer than "ordinary friend"? Specifically, what about "good friend" between a man and a woman?

Mo Yixia thought about it seriously and shook her head, saying, "This world doesn't seem to believe that pure friendship between men and women can exist, unless one of them is very ugly—which obviously doesn't apply to us. You're reasonably good-looking, while I'm absolutely gorgeous, so this kind of answer will only make your muscular senior misunderstand you even more. Of course, I personally still believe that pure friendship between men and women can exist."

"You're getting more and more narcissistic..."

Han Zhou said calmly, "But what do you mean by causing a greater misunderstanding?"

There's no need to pretend.

Mo Yixia seemed to sneer, "Your senior clearly looked at you like you were a 'cheating scumbag.' Do you think I wouldn't have noticed something so obvious?"

Han Zhou knew he couldn't hide it from this agent, so he immediately adopted a righteous and indignant posture: "Since you say it's a misunderstanding, then you should know very well that I'm not that kind of person, right?"

To be fair, although he is currently doing something similar to a scumbag, cultivating relationships with multiple girls at the same time, he has never crossed any lines with anyone, remains single, and is chaste. Therefore, calling him a scumbag is an absolute and blatant slander!
Yes, at least that's how it is now...

"Who can say for sure..."

Mo Yixia drew out her words meaningfully and said lightly, "However, that muscular senior is obviously not familiar with you, so I won't believe everything I see in his eyes. Besides, you're the kind of guy who has the desire but not the courage, so I'll just believe you for now."

Han Zhou breathed a slight sigh of relief, only to hear Mo Yixia continue, "You should be grateful for this, otherwise I would have buried you on the snow mountain tonight."

He immediately felt a chill run down his spine, sensing that the dangerous words were not a joke. He instinctively wanted to retort, "What does it matter to you whether I'm a jerk or not? Why are you burying me for no reason?" But he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He had to admit that although they hadn't known each other for long, his relationship with Mo Yixia was definitely not just that of ordinary friends, and it was not limited to being just good friends. As long as he didn't plan to back out in time, if he really became a scumbag in the future, the other party would definitely have a reason and a position to bury him in the snow.

The mountain road became rugged, and the temperature began to drop noticeably. Mo Yixia looked around, perhaps searching for a suitable snow-capped mountain to bury someone.

“I’m talking about Yixia…”

"Ok?"

"Before..."

Han Zhou tried to change the subject and casually ask about the so-called "love letter," but at that moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in a group in the distance. His expression froze, and he subconsciously reached out to Mo Yixia.

"You've got some nerve?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him, then extended her hand as well, feigning modesty as she said, "If you want to hold my hand, just be more proactive. There's no need for that..."

"Give me a mask!" Han Zhou interrupted her urgently.

"I only have those I've used."

Noticing his nervousness, Mo Yixia seemed thoughtful, but still took out a mask from her pocket without asking any further questions.

Luckily, there were quite a few people around, otherwise she might not have been so honest and would have pretended to be surprised and said something like, "What, you don't need a condom?"

Han Zhou wanted the mask to cover his face so he wouldn't be recognized. He immediately took the mask and prepared to put it on, but it was too late.

"Han Zhou?"

Almost at the same moment he received the mask, the figure in front of him turned around and looked behind him. With incredibly sharp eyesight, the figure recognized him from afar, immediately waved excitedly, and then ran over over.

Watching the girl running towards her from afar, Mo Yixia put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and said with a half-smile, "Pure friendship?"

"Pure friendship".

Han Zhou remained expressionless, but glanced at the other person with slight unease, feeling that this guy might pull out a pistol from his pocket at any moment.

"is it?"

Mo Yixia sized up the girl's figure and appearance, clicked her tongue meaningfully, and said with interest, "This girl's eyes are surprisingly interesting."

Han Zhou was taken aback, feeling inexplicably nervous, and tentatively asked, "How is it interesting?"

"Just like your muscular senior, he had that same confused look in his eyes, like, 'Wait, I don't remember this being the same last time.'"

Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "This is also a misunderstanding. You know me, and besides, I'm not actually that familiar with her..."

Mo Yixia remained noncommittal and continued, "What's even more interesting is that her eyes changed like that after she looked at my chest... Since she couldn't see my face, I have reason to believe that she was judging my identity by the size of my breasts."

"After that, her eyes showed three brief moments of hesitation. Since her gaze never left my chest, the meanings of these three hesitations should be 'No, it's too big compared to others,' 'No, it's too small compared to others,' and 'No, none of these are right. Who is this person?'"

Han Zhou became increasingly alarmed as he listened. After silently recalling the events, he gasped in shock. It was too outrageous to even see this... He interrupted, "I think your deduction is not rigorous enough. Why can't it be 'No, it's too small in comparison' and 'No, it's too large in comparison'?"

"Have you forgotten why I went to the lingerie store yesterday?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him, patted her ample chest lightly, and said unhurriedly, "Any speculation needs to be based on reality. There's no way I could be associated with the word 'too small,' is there?"

Han Zhou was speechless for a moment; this was indeed undeniable...

But are you really not a secret agent from somewhere...?

Mo Yixia took off her backpack and hugged it to her chest, rummaging through something as she said, "So can I understand it this way: there are at least two other girls you have a deep connection with, and assuming one of them is the one your muscular senior met, that means there's at least one more new person involved..."

Her tone gradually turned dangerous, and a small shovel gleaming coldly appeared in her hand without her noticing.

"So can you tell me... exactly how many relationships are you planning to have at the same time?"

(End of this chapter)