Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 373 It depends on you
Han Zhou had already realized that Zhong Ling had taken the wrong phone.

To be honest, when he saw the message from Sister Yin asking him to give the other person a massage, even he was stunned for two seconds. His first reaction was that the other person wanted to trick him into going there to beat him up. Then he realized that this was not his phone.

If you place his phone and Zhong Ling's phone diagonally together, the patterns on the back will merge into a heart shape. He remembers what the other half of the pattern on the back of his phone looks like, while the pattern on this phone is clearly the other half of a heart shape.

In other words, this phone belongs to Senior Zhong Ling.

However, by the time he realized this, it was almost midnight, and his senior was probably already asleep. There was no need to disturb her so late.

Moreover, the two are now under the same roof, and their rooms are only a few steps apart. If there is any important news, they can inform each other in a timely manner, and it is not too late to return the phone to each other tomorrow morning.

He didn't want to knock on his senior's door late at night and see Yin Jie's cold face.

He went to Xiao Xiaoxiao's room before going to bed, but was quickly sent back by Teacher Ouyang. Fortunately, the girl didn't seem to be acting strangely; she just seemed to be sleepy. With Teacher Ouyang watching over her tonight, Xiao Xiaoxiao wouldn't be able to sleep well even if she wanted to.

Han Zhou naturally couldn't unlock Zhong Ling's phone, so he couldn't even check when the typhoon would stop. Knowing that his phone was currently with Zhong Ling, he could only secretly pray that the guys in his dorm wouldn't send him any lewd pictures tonight and ruin his image of being wise and powerful in his senior's eyes.

Of course, compared to that, he was more worried about whether Mo Yixia would send him some strange messages. To be honest, he sometimes even suspected that Zhong Ling taking the wrong phone might have been part of that guy's plan.

Before going to bed, he hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not lock the door. After all, everyone in the villa except him was a girl, and he figured no one would sneak into his room in the middle of the night to attack him unless the place was really haunted. So there was no need to lock the door to guard against anyone.

However, some strange things did happen tonight, the one that bothered him the most was that everyone mentioned hearing him shout, even though he hadn't made a sound.

This is far more terrifying than ghosts or monsters; we must find out the truth by tomorrow morning.

Or maybe we should lock the door from the inside. What if an imposter comes in and replaces me while I'm asleep...?

Han Zhou usually goes to bed around 10 p.m. and rarely stays up until midnight. With a jumble of thoughts in his mind, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

The noisy rain was quite soothing, and in his drowsy state, Han Zhou couldn't help but think of the night he spent at Gu Zheng's house.

The bedding in the room he stayed in smelled very nice, just like the scent on Guzheng—a combination of dryness and freshness.

Speaking of fragrance, every girl around him seemed to have her own unique scent. Even the Zhong sisters, Zhong Yin and Zhong Ling, who used the same shampoo and shower gel, had different scents.

Even with his eyes closed, Han Zhou could clearly smell and distinguish the fragrance of each girl in his dream. What used to seem like a mysterious and mysterious ability to identify a woman by her scent had become an easy thing for him.

He wondered if it was because he was overusing his sense of smell, but his nose kept feeling itchy. At the same time, the figures of the other girls and their scents quickly disappeared, leaving only one scent that grew stronger and stronger, almost as if someone had brought their face close to his nose.

Han Zhou was familiar with the scent; it was the scent of Yi Xia.

As the fragrance grew stronger, Mo Yixia's figure gradually appeared before his eyes.

At this moment, the girl smiled and was looking at him with great interest. Her delicate and charming face was getting closer and closer, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye was clearly visible. Her long hair, like a waterfall, was cascading down her back, and a few strands of hair just happened to fall on his nose.

No wonder it's so itchy...

Han Zhou was still half asleep when he suddenly snapped awake. He quickly reached out and pressed his hand to the girl's forehead, sweating profusely, and said, "Why are you in my room so late at night instead of sleeping?!"

He was certain this wasn't a dream; Mo Yixia had actually sneaked into his room!
Despite having her head firmly pressed down, Mo Yixia showed no sign of disappointment. Letting her long hair fall loose, she met those eyes so close to hers and said with a half-smile, "You deliberately left the door open, just to wait for me to come over, didn't you?"

What's the difference between what you're saying and what a womanizer would say...?

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he said irritably, "Get up quickly, what time is it? Go back to sleep, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

It's so cold now, and this guy actually came in his pajamas.

"I came here because I was worried about catching a cold. The air conditioner in my room is broken," Mo Yixia sighed. "Besides, everyone else is sleeping in pairs, and I'm the only one who's feeling lonely. You wouldn't want me to be alone in an empty room, would you?"

When are you going to change your terrible word choices...?

Han Zhou stared at her expressionlessly: "Do you think I would believe what you say?"

"meeting."

Mo Yixia nodded seriously, her hair swaying back and forth across Han Zhou's face.

"I won't." Han Zhou shook his head firmly.

No, you will.

"I won't."

You definitely will.

"I said I wouldn't..."

Mo Yixia stood up unhurriedly, casually tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and said calmly, "Don't you want to know what I found when I was searching for information about Xiao Xiaoxiao?"

Han Zhou's expression froze.

He really wanted to know that.

"I……"

"You had to kiss me before I told you."

Mo Yixia interrupted him, tapped her forehead with her index finger, pretended to think about it with difficulty, and shook her head, saying, "However, I am always a kind and understanding person, so I can give you another choice now - as long as you are willing to let me stay in your room for a while, I will tell you what I have discovered."

Han Zhou was somewhat tempted. Compared to kissing the other person, this condition was indeed much more lenient. He didn't dare to be careless and asked warily, "Just stay in my room for a while, is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"No other requests?"

"No."

Mo Yixia crossed her arms and sighed, "Your gaze towards me is far too tainted. I'm an innocent high school girl."

Han Zhou confirmed again: "I asked you to stay in my room for a while, and you told me about this little thing, right?"

“That’s right.” Mo Yixia nodded.

"Alright." Han Zhou felt relieved, but said helplessly, "Then you stay here for now and be careful not to make any noise, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain to everyone."

Mo Yixia gave him a disdainful look, then climbed into bed on her own.

Whether I make a move or not depends on you.

(End of this chapter)