Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 284 Am I a genius?
After finally calming Zhong Yin, who was on the verge of exploding, Han Zhou handed the phone to Zhong Ling, while also reminding her to come home at the beginning of next month.

Zhong Ling had the same question as Han Zhou. She would never forget the anniversary of her parents' death, so why did her sister call to remind her?

After hanging up the phone, she was about to send a message to her sister when Han Zhou, who was beside her, suddenly spoke up: "Sister Yin just kept asking me how her pastries tasted, and she emphasized that this question was very important. Do you think she really likes making pastries?"

Zhong Ling paused for a moment, then nodded gently and said, "She has indeed become very interested in making pastries lately... Do you mean my sister called specifically to ask about this?"

"Of course not, she doesn't know I'm here with you." Han Zhou smiled and guessed, "But it should be related to what she wants to tell you."

"what's up?"

Before Han Zhou could answer, a soft voice came from behind them: "Sister Yin specifically used a phone call to express her thoughts, which means this matter is very important. However, she didn't directly confess until the call ended, indicating that she is still in a hesitant stage. That's why she indirectly sought the opinion of an 'outsider.' If you connect the content of the inquiry, it's not hard to guess her purpose."

Turning around, Mo Yixia appeared behind the two of them at some point, holding the drink that Han Zhou hadn't finished.

Han Zhou remembered clearly that he had only taken a few sips of his drink when he went on stage, but now there was less than half left, which meant that someone else had drunk from it.

This guy is increasingly acting like he's part of the group...

He looked at Mo Yixia with a strange expression and said, "When did you get behind us?"

"just."

Mo Yixia's tone was calm, making it impossible to tell whether she was being sincere or not. She glanced at him indifferently and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "You know perfectly well that my time is limited. If you don't come to me, then I'll have to come to you."

She knew Han Zhou could hear her.

"I was just about to come find you."

Han Zhou chuckled awkwardly. He had actually been looking for Mo Yixia while he was on the phone. He saw her chatting with Xiao Xiaoxiao from afar, so he wasn't in a hurry.

Mo Yixia did not respond, and it was unclear whether she was angry.

Zhong Ling, naturally oblivious to Mo Yixia's complaints, asked in confusion, "Yixia, what is your sister's purpose?"

Han Zhou immediately helped "translate," and Mo Yixia didn't keep him in suspense, saying, "If I'm not mistaken, Sister Yin probably wants to open a pastry shop."

"Is that so..." Zhong Ling was taken aback. "Then why didn't she just tell me?"

Han Zhou and Mo Yixia thought the same thing and analyzed, "A person's energy is limited. If Sister Yin wants to open a pastry shop, then the repair shop definitely won't be able to continue operating. The repair shop was left by your parents, and it's right next to your house. Sister Yin herself must be very reluctant to give it up, otherwise she wouldn't have given up her original job to inherit the repair shop. Moreover, she has always been very considerate of your feelings, and she is probably worried that you also have a deep attachment to the repair shop, which is why she hesitated to tell you about it."

Mo Yixia glanced at him and added slowly, "Besides, whether the pastry shop can make a profit is also a concern. Opening a shop requires investment, and pastry shops are not a new thing. Whether they can generate stable revenue is still unknown. If they fail, they may not even be able to recover their costs, and they might even lose their original repair shop customers."

"Even if the pastry shop can continue to operate, if the profits are not even as good as the original repair shop, it also means that it is the wrong path. It is normal for Sister Yin to be conflicted."

Zhong Ling's mouth gaped slightly as she asked, puzzled, "How do you know so much?"

"We guessed," Han Zhou and Mo Yixia said in unison.

The two exchanged a glance, their expressions distinct.

Han Zhou was once again amazed by Mo Yixia's keen insight. Even after hearing only a few words, this girl was still able to easily guess Sister Yin's thoughts.

Mo Yixia looked at him meaningfully for a while, her eyes seeming to say, "You seem to know quite a bit about Sister Yin."

Zhong Ling looked down at her phone and sent a message to Zhong Ling: "Sister, do you want to open a pastry shop?"

Zhong Yin replied quickly: "How did you know?"

"Junior and Yixia guessed it."

"Yixia? She's at your school too?"

"Hmm, their school organized a university visit, the location is Linda University... Sister, do you really want to open a pastry shop?"

"...I have this idea."

Now that she already knew, Zhong Yin no longer intended to hide it. The reason she hesitated to tell her sister her thoughts, besides the reasons that Han Zhou and Mo Yixia had just mentioned, was because she knew very well that unless it involved murder and arson, Xiao Ling would unconditionally support any of her ideas, even if the path was full of risks.

Therefore, what she needed was not her sister's support, but a compelling reason to convince herself that opening a pastry shop was a viable path, so as not to betray her sister's unconditional trust.

"I support you."

As expected, Xiaoling replied to the message immediately, "And I will help too."

"No rush, I'm still thinking about it. We'll talk about it when you get back."

Zhong Yin decided to change the subject for the time being, giving herself and Xiao Ling more time to think, and instead asked, "I forgot to ask earlier, I heard that you and Han Zhou participated in a social event together and even won a prize. What kind of event was it?"

She knew that the two of them had won two cell phones together last time, and this time they had won prizes together again. Could it be that Han Zhou and Xiao Ling were really destined for each other?
Thinking of what Xiaoling often said, she smiled gently. In fact, putting everything else aside, the fact that Han Zhou could hear Xiaoling's voice already showed that the two of them were indeed destined for each other.

Without much thought, Zhong Ling answered truthfully, "It's a game called 'Ashamed'."

"..."

Han Zhou was unaware that Zhong Ling had already frankly told Zhong Yin everything about how he and Zhong Yin had held hands and hugged. Seeing that the other party was sending messages, he started chatting with Mo Yixia.

Were you just chatting with Xiaoxiao?

"I just happened to run into her. She was vehemently accusing you of being a despicable scumbag and advising me to get out of this mess as soon as possible." Mo Yixia turned her head and glanced at him, a half-smile on her face. "That's a suggestion worth considering, but I'm a little unsure. What do you think?"

Han Zhou looked embarrassed and forced himself to say, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless..."

"Is turning back the way you came?"

"No, what I mean is that the sea of ​​suffering is too vast, and you can't turn back now."

"I don't deny that... but aren't you getting more and more shameless?"

Han Zhou pretended not to hear and sighed, "It's not just you, I can't turn back either."

"So you need to cross the sea of ​​suffering by stepping on two boats?"

Han Zhou: "..."

Mo Yixia looked at him with disdain for a while, then suddenly said, "Xiao Xiaoxiao has a problem."

"what?"

The topic shifted so quickly that Han Zhou was caught off guard. "What's the problem?"

“Before answering this question, you need to answer one of my questions first.” Mo Yixia looked him up and down.

"what?"

"Besides the guzheng, do you have any other obvious romantic interests at school?"

"Of course not," Han Zhou quickly denied.

"you sure?"

"determine."

Mo Yixia asked thoughtfully, "Have you ever mentioned to Xiao Xiaoxiao your ambition to have your cake and eat it too?"

"No, why would I bring this up with her for no reason?" Han Zhou shook his head.

"So here's the question..."

Mo Yixia looked at him meaningfully, "Since you only have Guzheng as a romantic interest at school, why is Xiao Xiaoxiao so certain that you're a scumbag?"

Han Zhou was startled and was about to defend himself when Mo Yixia shook her head and said, "There's no need to explain. There's no doubt that you're a shameless scumbag. But what I'm concerned about is that Xiao Xiaoxiao may not even realize that when she calls you a scumbag, she seems to believe this conclusion deep down, and she unconsciously reveals her contempt and unhappiness."

Han Zhou wasn't stupid; he quickly understood what Mo Yixia meant: "You mean... in the memory that both of us have forgotten, her impression of me is that of a scumbag?"

“If it’s not an impression she made recently, then that’s certainly a possibility. Of course, it’s also possible that she has a keen insight like me and can see through your true nature at a glance.” “What is my true nature?” Han Zhou asked, puzzled.

Mo Yixia ignored his obvious question and pondered, "However, if her impression of you really exists in her forgotten memories, it means that you were already a despicable scumbag a long time ago."

Han Zhou shook his head firmly and said righteously, "Impossible. I didn't even have a girl I liked before. I could never be a scumbag."

Since returning from the snow mountain, this was the first time he had been able to confidently say "I'm not a scumbag" to Mo Yixia.

"Oh my, so I'm your first love?" Mo Yixia was flattered.

Han Zhou's expression stiffened. It was really hard to say whether Mo Yixia or Gu Zheng was his first love. However, since neither of them had confirmed their relationship, they probably couldn't be considered his first love yet. But if they could confirm it at the same time...

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Mo Yixia sighed, "I might need to reflect on whether I've been too tolerant of you. Can't you say something nice to comfort me once in a while?"

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment: "But didn't we just agree not to deceive each other?"

"Jokes and sweet talk are not included in this category."

"Are you just patching up your own dirty jokes for later use?" Han Zhou thought to himself.

"That……"

He hesitated for a moment, then secretly glanced at Zhong Ling not far away. Seeing that her attention was focused on her phone, he lowered his voice and said, "...You're my first love?"

"Interrogative sentence?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him, unconcerned, and said, "But it's okay, I've already recorded it."

She calmly put away the phone she had somehow produced, no longer looking at the scumbag's dazed eyes, and said seriously, "Getting back to the point, I asked that girl named Xiao Xiaoxiao, and before she saw me, she really couldn't produce any evidence to prove that you were a scumbag. She firmly believed that it was some kind of intuition, but I quickly shattered her confidence."

Han Zhou was startled: "Shattered her confidence? What did you do to her?"

“I asked her if, in her intuition, I was an innocent high school girl, and she hesitated.” Mo Yixia shook her head slightly and said seriously, “Intuition that can’t even judge this kind of thing is meaningless.”

I think their intuition is pretty accurate...

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he chuckled dryly, "So you're still more inclined to conclude that 'I'm a scumbag' because of Xiao Xiao's past memories?"

Mo Yixia didn't dare to draw a conclusion easily, and shook her head, saying, "I can only say that such a possibility exists."

Han Zhou tried to recall for a while, but still felt that he was obsessed with studying in the past and could never be a scumbag. Suddenly, he asked curiously, "Then why don't you help me see what I really think of Xiao Xiao?"

"can not tell."

"why?"

"Your assessment of her is consistent with your current relationship, and I don't see anything unusual about it."

"Does that mean my evaluation of Xiao Xiaoxiao is entirely objective?"

"I wouldn't call it objective, but it's more reasonable. However, I don't know much about what happened between you, so this is just a very basic assessment."

Mo Yixia pondered, "I have to say, there are really a lot of suspicious things about your classmate."

"Who says it isn't?"

Han Zhou nodded in deep agreement.

Mo Yixia looked at him for a while, then buried the absurd conjecture swirling in her mind—

She was willing to believe that Han Zhou wasn't a scumbag in the past, but the deep impression Xiao Xiaoxiao left on her was equally important.

The two appear to be in conflict.

Is it possible that...?

If the lost memories weren't from the past...

But what about in the future?

At the same time, Wang Runxue was standing with a boy wearing glasses, looking in the direction of Han Zhou from afar.

She muttered to herself, "President, it's that person. The divination results about him are really too strange."

"What a strange method?"

The president of the fortune-telling club is a boy with a gentle smile and a soft voice, but he doesn't look weak at all; he gives off a sunny feeling after the rain.

Wang Runxue quickly described the two identical divination results.

Of course, she only mentioned divination and didn't mention anything else during the process.

"It is indeed very strange." The club president was somewhat surprised after hearing this. "I heard that Zhong Ling rarely interacts with boys. The fact that she can stand quietly next to that boy now is enough to show that their relationship is unusual."

“The girl wearing the hat was also very close to him,” Wang Runxue added.

"Hmm." The club president smiled. "According to your divination, this boy has a lot of luck with women, but he will also face some romantic troubles."

He was certainly not some reclusive master, nor was he a superstitious believer; he simply came to help interpret the divination results of a fellow villager who needed assistance.

"Died a violent death?" Wang Runxue asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's a love triangle, you know, it's probably caused by attracting too many girls."

“But the divination clearly says they will end up together. If this guy really dies, how can they be together?” Wang Runxue said, looking conflicted.

"Maybe it died and came back to life?" the president said with a smile.

"President! You're talking nonsense again! Who can come back to life after dying?"

"The result of divination only represents one possibility. Only by believing that anything is possible can one better understand the true meaning of divination."

"That's right..."

Wang Runxue hesitated, then sighed somewhat unwillingly. Looking at Han Zhou in the distance, she said sullenly, "Does the divination result mean that this person is a scumbag who cheats on his wife with three women at the same time?"

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, because she had only performed divination for two girls. If anything, she should be saying that she was two-timing. The idea of ​​three-timing was something she said unconsciously after thinking about the guzheng.

"Ah."

To everyone's surprise, the president nodded with a smile, completely in a perfunctory manner.

"President!"

"What's wrong?" The president asked with a smile.

Wang Runxue was initially a little angry, but after meeting his gaze, she immediately lost her confidence and subconsciously looked away, muttering, "I clearly accidentally said three boats instead of two, and you still nodded. This is obviously just to appease me..."

"You're not wrong."

The president chuckled and said, "Didn't both of the divination results mention that this guy would start a new relationship? So it's entirely possible that he's juggling three girls at the same time, or even more. Of course, if this new relationship refers to both girls, then it's two girls."

He analyzed it very seriously, without any intention of being perfunctory.

Wang Runxue was taken aback.

That does seem to make sense...

Guzheng, bells, and that girl in the hat...

Recalling the "facts" she had witnessed, a bold idea involuntarily surfaced in her mind—

Am I actually a divination genius?
(End of this chapter)