Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 276 Welfare Bureau
"Please forgive my bluntness, but you may face a tragic death in the future."

The smile on Han Zhou's face froze the moment he heard those words.

He was just thinking that as long as it wasn't a bloody disaster, it would be fine. But this statement is countless times more dangerous than a bloody disaster!
Noticing his strange expression, Wang Runxue suddenly realized her slip of the tongue and quickly added, "I'm sorry, what I meant was that the two of you will eventually be together, but you will inevitably encounter some twists and turns along the way, the most dangerous of which is..."

"Died a violent death?" Mo Yixia calmly took over her question.

"Yes... he died a violent death."

Wang Runxue smiled awkwardly, "But this is just one possibility among countless destinies."

Mo Yixia said calmly, "If he really died tragically halfway through, how could we have ended up together? Did we commit suicide together?"

Wang Runxue was taken aback.

Yeah, if that scumbag really died a long time ago, how could he possibly end up with this girl? They couldn't possibly have gone to the underworld together, could they?
The divination went wrong?

She cursed herself for being stupid. She had been so distracted that she hadn't even noticed such a big flaw, and now she had even blurted it out in a fit of pique. It was so impulsive and completely unbecoming of a fortune teller.

Yes, she deliberately brought up this possibility.

Wang Runxue always remembered her purpose: first, to expose the true colors of this scumbag; and second, to give the most terrifying divination result to scare him and disgust him. However, several divinations came back with good results, which was simply too much for her. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she gave a terrible answer that had nothing to do with the other person's question, just to vent her anger for Guzheng.

There was a lot of impulsiveness involved, to the point that the sentence was uttered almost without thinking.

She chuckled awkwardly, feeling guilty, and said, "I mean...maybe he'll come back to life halfway through...I told you, this is just one possibility..."

I thought the two of them would be angry with me, but to my surprise, neither the scumbag nor the girl wearing a mask showed any anger. Instead, they both fell into deep thought, seemingly really considering this possibility.

Ok?
What do these two people mean?
Do they really believe in the dead coming back to life? Or is my divination just too convincing?

She looked bewildered.

She felt a little guilty for saying something inappropriate, and was hesitating about whether to get a refund for the last divination when she heard the scumbag suddenly sigh: "Thanks for reminding me, your divination was very accurate, I'm fine now."

Wang Runxue was stunned, thinking the other person was being sarcastic, and asked incredulously, "Is it really that effective?"

"At least it works for me." Han Zhou said with emotion, "or rather, I hope it works."

To be honest, he really hoped that the girl's divination result was true, because that would mean that he would eventually be with Gu Zheng Mo Yixia, and he would not mind going through a life-and-death experience for it.

"It hurts a lot to be brought back to life."

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Mo Yixia beside him said something indifferently.

His tone was cold, making it impossible to tell whether it was a reminder or a threat.

"As long as the outcome is good, then dying is worth it," Han Zhou sighed.

"Have you forgotten that I hate results-oriented thinking?" Mo Yixia glanced at him.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, isn't there a process of death and resurrection?"

"A self-inflicted injury won't move me."

“I know, and I don’t intend to risk my life to pull off this self-inflicted injury scheme…”

The two people in front of her started chatting, but Wang Runxue looked increasingly confused, as she couldn't understand a word they were saying.

That's understandable, because she didn't understand the meaning of "truly being together," while Mo Yixia understood it easily.

Getting her to share the person she likes with another girl isn't something that can be done by simply dying and coming back to life.

Without discussing the topic of dying a violent death for long, she said, "I'm going to the restroom, I'll be back in a bit."

"Shall I take you there?" Han Zhou was worried that she wouldn't be able to find the restroom.

“I know the location,” Mo Yixia said calmly. “Of course, if you insist on squeezing into a small, cramped space with me, then I don’t mind.”

"No need... I'll wait for you here."

After a moment of silence, Han Zhou decided to retaliate, hesitatingly saying, "Speaking of which, I've always been curious about something..."

"Shut up."

Seemingly sensing what he wanted to ask, Mo Yixia glanced at him, then turned and left without looking back, leaving behind a nonchalant remark.

"You should save this question for when you need to ask it."

Wang Runxue stared at Han Zhou, who remained standing there, with a strange expression for a while before finally unable to hold back and weakly asking, "Um... can you tell me what you want to ask?"

Han Zhou was looking at his phone when he heard this. He glanced at her and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, this is not something I can tell you."

"Tell me, maybe I can answer your question!" Wang Runxue was unwilling to give up and quickly asked again.

She felt there was something strange about the conversation just now, and that it might be hiding some secret.

Han Zhou was taken aback, and said with a strange expression, "You should be able to answer this for me, but you might not be willing to..."

"I'm willing, as long as you tell me!"

"Can't you figure it out?" Han Zhou joked.

"If divination were really that powerful, I wouldn't need to come out and earn money for the club..."

"You don't have any operating funds?"

"Yes, there is, but..."

Wang Runxue was about to answer when she suddenly became wary, realizing she had almost been steered away from the conversation. She quickly shook her head and said, "Didn't you just say I could help you answer your question? Tell me, and I'll definitely help you!"

She stared intently at Han Zhou.

Seeing that she was really insistent, Han Zhou hesitated for a moment and reminded her, "I don't really care, but as I said, this is a question that you shouldn't know."

I want to know precisely because it's inconvenient for me to know...

Wang Runxue sneered inwardly. The girl wearing a mask understood before the guy even finished speaking, which meant that this was a topic the two of them often talked about. Even if it was for Guzheng's sake, she had to try to find out information.

She found a reason for her curiosity.

"It's alright, please tell me."

"All right……"

On the contrary, it was also quite intriguing. Han Zhou reminded her again, and seeing that she really didn't care, he said, "What I was just about to ask is... how do girls like you who wear dresses usually go to the toilet?" The air seemed to freeze for two seconds.

Wang Runxue's expression stiffened, her cheeks suddenly flushed red, and it took her a long time to choke out a sentence.

"You...you...how did you even know that..."

"I've reminded you many times, but you insisted, so I asked," Han Zhou earnestly reminded her before she could swear. "And you promised you would answer."

"But I...I..."

Wang Runxue never dreamed that this scumbag would ask such a question, but it was indeed her fault. She wanted to grit her teeth and say she didn't know, but she felt that would be too untrustworthy, so she stammered, "Let's do it like this first, and then like that..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, perhaps thinking that Han Zhou wouldn't be able to hear her clearly. But this was no problem for Han Zhou, who had now activated his enhanced hearing. However, he wondered if it was just his imagination, but he thought he heard the sound of bells behind him.

He quickly realized this was not a hallucination, because along with a soft, nervous "Junior," he also heard the sound of a bell.

Meanwhile, the girl's expression, which had suddenly changed from embarrassment to shock, proved that he hadn't misheard—there was a big celebrity behind him.

Looking back, it was indeed Zhong Ling, whom I had just parted ways with not long ago.

"Senior? Didn't you go out with your roommates?"

"Um, I, I..."

Zhong Ling hesitated, her face full of tension, looking completely at a loss.

Han Zhou thought something had happened, and his expression turned serious: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Um... I need your help with something."

Zhong Ling had obviously gone back to her dormitory and changed back into her own clothes. Even though the clothes were no longer tight, she was still extremely nervous. She subconsciously gripped the small cloth bag around her waist, and her fair cheeks flushed slightly.

"what's up?"

Seeing that the other person seemed a little embarrassed, Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat. He wondered if his senior had heard his question just now?

Fortunately, that wasn't the case. Zhong Ling, with her head down, said, "Wu Fang and I just participated in an activity. We got to the final stage, but there's a requirement for the final stage... it's that we have to participate with... with a boy..."

This event has prizes, and one of the final prizes is a cake maker. My sister has been making pastries lately, so she thinks she'll really like it. She wants to give it to her sister after she wins it, so she's reluctant to just give it up.

At the time, many boys volunteered to participate in the competition with her, but she subconsciously refused them all. However, the event clearly stated that only a boy and a girl could participate in the final round. While she was in distress, her roommate Wu Fang suddenly suggested that she ask a junior for help.

Zhong Ling was somewhat tempted, but she was also worried that it wouldn't be a good idea. Although she didn't know why it wouldn't be a good idea, she just felt that her current junior seemed different from before, as if he was intentionally avoiding her.

It seemed to be an illusion; there was no evidence to prove it was true, and her junior had never avoided her. But she had this feeling from time to time, so she didn't want to bother him easily.

She hesitated for a long time. Despite Wu Fang's repeated advice, she still didn't plan to send a message to her junior. But then, she suddenly remembered that she and her junior were friends, and friends could help each other. So she decided to look around. If she was lucky enough to find her junior, it would mean that the two of them were still very much in love. If that was the case, she would ask him for help; otherwise, she would give up the activity.

She didn't have high expectations. Her junior should be with Yixia right now, and it wouldn't be good to disturb them. But she saw her junior after only a few steps.

Even though it was just a glimpse of his back, and he was unusually wearing a hat, she recognized him at a glance.

"We really are destined to be together."

Such a thought inexplicably arose from the bottom of her heart, and she suddenly found the courage to walk over while encouraging herself.

Han Zhou had no idea what kind of emotional journey Zhong Ling had gone through, but he could see that she was nervous and embarrassed. She seemed afraid of causing him trouble. While she was talking, she kept her head down and stared at her toes, her little hands constantly tugging at her small cloth bag. She didn't dare to look at him.

He was amused by her adorable appearance. Although she was older than Guzheng and Yixia, this senior student acted like the youngest one, being cautious and timid in many things, afraid of upsetting others.

"You want me to come with you, right?"

He smiled helplessly, took out Mo Yixia's Fetion message from his phone, and sent her a message.

"Um……"

Zhong Ling didn't dare to look up, seemingly sensing the helplessness in his tone. For the first time, she wanted to look away, and weakly said, "It's okay if I don't want to..."

"Let's go."

Seeing that Mo Yixia replied with an "okay," Han Zhou interrupted her, put away his phone, and casually asked, "Where is the place?"

Zhong Ling was stunned for a moment, then cautiously raised her head: "You agree?"

"Why don't you agree?"

Han Zhou sighed and said, feigning sadness, "On the contrary, it's you, senior, who needs my help. Do you really think I would refuse? That would be too much of a formality."

“That’s not what I meant,” Zhong Ling quickly explained. “I just thought this might be bothering you…”

"What's there to worry about? It's not like we haven't participated in activities together before," Han Zhou said dismissively. "What's the final round about?"

"Don't know yet."

After a moment of silence, Zhong Ling said weakly, "However, the requirement for participation is that the man and woman must hold hands..."

Han Zhou's smile froze.

Zhong Ling had been watching his expression closely, and seeing this, she quickly said, "I suddenly remembered I still have clothes to collect in the dorm, so I won't go. Junior, please..."

As she spoke, she turned around, as if to flee, but before she could utter the word "see," her small bag was grabbed forcefully, and she turned to face Han Zhou's bewildered expression.

"Senior, who taught you this escape technique? Could it be that Sister Yin taught you? That's way too old-fashioned!"

"I...I taught myself." Realizing her intentions had been seen through, Zhong Ling blushed slightly and lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly. "What my sister taught me was 'roll away'."

"Her style is too outdated."

Han Zhou commented with a headache, then said helplessly, "I didn't say I disagreed, so why are you making excuses to run away?"

"You don't seem very happy..."

“You misunderstood. I wasn’t unhappy, just a little surprised.” Han Zhou smiled. “Besides, you don’t always have to take other people’s emotions so seriously.”

The reason he was frozen just now was not because he was unwilling. Neither Yixia nor Guzheng would mind too much if he helped Zhongling participate in the event, especially since Yixia, who was right beside him, had already agreed.

He just felt incredibly lucky today—

Is today's "holding hands" task a perk from the status bar?
Thank you everyone for the tips and monthly tickets. My hands are a bit tired from making up for yesterday's post, but I'll continue with two updates every day from now on.

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