Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 454 Is he really that hard to sense?

As night deepened, a thin layer of mist rose on the streets of Lincheng, where the temperature was only three degrees Celsius.

Under the bright lights, the air conditioner continuously blew out warm air, driving the winter chill out of the room.

"I heard you're now keen on asking about other people's wishes. Is your divination result from the other day related to our wishes?"

Mo Yixia sat next to Han Zhou, resting her chin on her hand, and said while scrolling through her phone screen, "The divination results are very unfavorable to you. You hate this outcome, so you want to change it?"

Han Zhou, standing to the side, had a complicated expression. If he didn't know that Mo Yixia was shopping online, he might have suspected that she was reading a novel called "Han Zhou's Autobiography." Otherwise, why would she act as if she had seen his conversation with the fortune-telling club president that day?
Fortunately, he was already used to it.

Seemingly sensing what he was thinking, Mo Yixia said calmly, "That's a reasonable guess, unless your real purpose is to be Santa Claus and prepare a gift for everyone."

Han Zhou sighed, "But even Santa Claus can't grant everyone's wishes."

"So you're planning to be someone greater than Santa Claus? Then why don't you ask me what my wish is?"

"Your desire is written all over your face..."

"You mean a kiss? How could something as trivial as that be considered a wish?"

"I knew it was written all over their faces..."

Han Zhou shook his head, craned his neck to look at the phone in Mo Yixia's hand, and asked in puzzlement, "I was just about to ask, why did you buy so many baseball caps? Don't you have many at home—why are there still green ones?"

“Be prepared for a rainy day.”

Mo Yixia didn't explain much, but gave him a meaningful look, "You'd better be prepared in advance."

"Preparation? What preparation?"

Han Zhou understood the meaning of "good luck to you" from that look.

Mo Yixia seemed not to hear her, continuing to add different styles of baseball caps to her shopping cart. Suddenly, she asked, "By the way, speaking of Christmas gifts, is there anything you want? If you're looking for something expensive, I can buy it for you right now."

She used to not care about holidays, but things are different now. Couples should be aware of their relationship and have certain rituals—something she learned from He Ling.

What? She and Han Zhou aren't a couple?
It will happen sooner or later.

Since we'll be a couple sooner or later, what's wrong with doing some preparation beforehand?
Is this the source of this young heiress's confidence...?

Listening to Mo Yixia's seemingly indifferent yet slightly arrogant tone, Han Zhou thought to himself, "This girl's 'yellow' is truly golden." He tentatively asked, "Since you understand my thoughts so well, why don't you guess what gift I want?"

Mo Yixia paused in her actions, turned her head and glanced at him: "Are you sure you want me to guess?"

Under the soft light, even at such close range, there was not a single flaw on that cool and otherworldly face, which was made even more captivating by the beauty mark at the corner of her eye.

"Let's forget about it, you can do whatever you want..."

Han Zhou chuckled dryly, letting Mo Yixia guess what kind of mess he might bring up. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "So, what kind of gift do you want?"

“I’ll like anything you give me, as long as it’s not fish,” Mo Yixia replied without hesitation.

Han Zhou had just begun to feel a little touched when she continued, "But only for this year. Starting next year, I hope to receive lots and lots of gold every year."

"Gold?"

"Gold."

"...In return, are you planning to give me a child?"

Mo Yixia pondered: "Gold for a child—although I hate human trafficking, is this really the Christmas present you wanted?"

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he immediately gave up arguing. He also didn't intend to correct Mo Yixia's terrible pronunciation anymore, since she wouldn't change it anyway.

Sure enough, the yellow in this guy's name is the yellow of gold...

It was shortly after dinner, and only Han Zhou and Mo Yixia were in the room.

Zhong Yin and Ouyang Lianyu were both busy outside, preparing for the opening of the pastry shop tomorrow. Xiao Xiaoxiao wasn't feeling well and had recently returned to school with Zhong Ling and Wang Lengqiu. Gu Zheng originally wanted to stay here to keep an eye on Mo Yixia, but unexpectedly, her former friend He Ling suddenly appeared, and the two went to a nearby park together.

After such a long separation, and given their complicated past, it's likely the two won't be back for a long time.

He Ling's appearance at this exact moment, rather than earlier or later, gave Han Zhou reason to suspect that it was a tactic Mo Yixia had devised to distract Gu Zheng and create an opportunity for them to be alone.

Seeing him glancing towards the door from time to time, Mo Yixia said calmly, "I didn't call He Ling. I've already made arrangements with my rival in love. I'll take care of you alone tomorrow morning, and then I should go back to school."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, and a sense of loss suddenly arose in his heart.

"how?"

As if sensing his reluctance, Mo Yixia tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and looked at him with a half-smile, "When I was here, you were always wary of me, but now that I'm gone, you can't bear to part with me?"

"These are two different things..."

Han Zhou felt a little embarrassed but did not deny what he said. So much had happened these past few days that he had almost forgotten that Mo Yixia had to go back to school. At this moment, he did feel a strong sense of reluctance.

The air quieted down, and the only sound was the air conditioner running.

Seeing that the person remained unmoved, the girl, who had been pretending to look at her phone, couldn't help but sigh.

"If you can't bear to part with me, why don't you give me a hug..."

Before she could even utter the word "I," a pair of strong shoulders suddenly pulled her into an embrace, hot breath brushing against her ear, the intense heat of his chest seeming to melt her.

The girl paused for a moment, then reached out and hugged the not-so-strong body tightly, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

“It seems you’re not entirely a blockhead,” she said softly.

Feeling the genuine joy of the girl in his arms, Han Zhou remained silent for a long time, feeling both bitterness and self-reproach. He couldn't help but say, "Yi Xia, I owe you so much... Thank you."

"Shouldn't it be 'I'm sorry'?"

Mo Yixia's voice was right next to his ear, still smiling, as if she didn't find it disappointing at all. Her warm breath made his ear feel a little itchy.

"Some people say you can only choose one between thank you and sorry... I think it's better to say thank you now."

"Is that Senior Wang Lengqiu?"

Although she was asking, Mo Yixia's tone sounded more certain.

There's no need for any analysis; no one but Wang Lengqiu could utter such incomprehensible words.

"...Um, I want to apologize to her and you about her teaming up with me."

Didn't you just say that you can't say thank you and sorry together?

"..."

Even without seeing his face, Mo Yixia could still sense Han Zhou's slight embarrassment. She chuckled, "No need to be so cautious. I'm not angry. Besides, a girl who can maintain her longing for ten years should have some privileges. Let alone some foolish guy, even I can't feel much hostility towards her." "Foolish guy, you mean..."

"What do you say?"

"..."

The two hugged for a full three minutes before reluctantly parting.

Teacher Ouyang and Sister Yin may come in at any time.

"I have class tomorrow morning, so I'll go ask Teacher Ouyang for leave now. I want to spend more time with you tomorrow. Is there anything you'd like to do..."

"No need, I'll go to class with you tomorrow."

"?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then repeated, "Will you come to class with me?"

"Is that not allowed? I remember that universities allow students from other classes to come to the classroom to listen to lectures, right?"

"That's true... but you're not even from our school."

If you don't tell anyone, then no one will know, right?

Mo Yixia said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Han Zhou opened his mouth, then said helplessly, "I'll have to ask Teacher Ouyang about that..."

Speak of the devil, and he appears. No sooner had the words left his mouth than Ouyang Lianyu quietly pushed open the door and cautiously peeked in. Seeing that the two were not engaged in any intimate behavior, she entered the room and said somewhat shyly, "I came in to use the restroom."

Han Zhou's lips twitched. Almost at the same time the door was pushed open, Mo Yixia had already begun to pretend to tidy her somewhat disheveled clothes, her face flushed, looking exactly like she had just finished a passionate encounter.

Ouyang Lianyu naturally noticed this scene as well, and her eyes widened as her mind raced with thoughts.

What...what were they just doing?
Knowing she might have disturbed them, she felt a little embarrassed and quickly hurried toward the restroom, intending to leave as soon as she finished.

However, at that moment, Han Zhou suddenly called out to her.

"Teacher Ouyang, Yixia wants to go to class with me tomorrow, is that alright?"

Have these two already become inseparable...? What about the guzheng?
Despite her worries, Ouyang Lianyu said without turning her head, "Of course, the classrooms at Lin University welcome everyone who loves learning."

She was about to go to the restroom when she suddenly remembered something. After hesitating for a moment, she said tactfully, "However, you must follow the rules during class. I believe you all know very well what you should and shouldn't do."

As she spoke, she turned back and gave Han Zhou a meaningful look.

No, why are you looking at me? Look at Yixia!
Han Zhou felt utterly wronged, but he had to force a smile and say, "Thank you, Teacher Ouyang."

Mo Yixia, who was beside her, pursed her lips and thanked them politely in return.

After using the restroom, Ouyang Lianyu left. Before leaving, she reminded Han Zhou to call her name when he was about to leave, and she would drive him home.

Looking at the closed door, Mo Yixia seemed thoughtful, and said somewhat casually, "Teacher Ouyang seems to have gotten used to letting you stay at her house... You're really popular."

The tone wasn't exactly sarcastic, but it was definitely not a genuine compliment.

Han Zhou pretended not to hear and reminded her seriously, "You have Teacher Ouyang's class tomorrow morning, so don't cause her any trouble."

Mo Yixia remained noncommittal and asked, "Next weekend you'll be pretending to be Teacher Ouyang's boyfriend to deceive her parents. How about it, are you confident?"

Han Zhou hadn't forgotten about this, and upon hearing this, he gave a wry smile: "To be honest, I'm not very confident. I wish you could go instead."

Mo Yixia is not only impeccably beautiful, but also a genuine young heiress with top-notch looks. Moreover, she possesses superb acting skills worthy of being included in film school textbooks. She can act in any style she wants. If she were to take the lead, she would surely win over Teacher Ouyang's parents with ease.

It's a pity she's a woman, and that's the only thing Teacher Ouyang's parents probably can't accept.

"If you've promised something, you should handle it yourself. Don't expect me to."

Mo Yixia gave him a charmingly disdainful look, then raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "But if you really lack confidence, I can tutor you."

"Tutoring?" Han Zhou was taken aback. "I'm going back soon. I'm afraid there's not enough time to hone my acting skills now, is there?"

"Who said I was going to help you hone your acting skills?"

Mo Yixia sighed softly, "The tutoring I'm talking about is to teach you how to be a good boyfriend."

Before Han Zhou could react, she tilted her head and gently leaned on his shoulder, while placing her right hand on her leg.

Without hesitation, Han Zhou firmly grasped the girl's slightly cold hand.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"My hands aren't cold anymore, but my back is," Mo Yixia said.

Han Zhou understood what she meant, slowly exhaled, reached out and put his arm around the girl's waist, gently pulling her into his embrace.

He knew that Mo Yixia wanted to express her reluctance to part ways in this way as their separation was imminent.

"Use more force! I'm not a porcelain doll, why are you being so careful?"

He increased the force.

"Keep pushing, let me feel you."

He increased the force again.

……

Meanwhile, outside the room, Ouyang Lianyu and Zhong Yin, who were about to enter, were dumbfounded.

It's true, Han Zhou and the others really were doing that kind of thing... But Yi Xia is still a high school student! Shouldn't they at least do that in the bedroom...?

Ouyang Lianyu felt both embarrassed and worried, fearing that Guzheng might return from outside at any moment.

Compared to Ouyang Lianyu, Zhong Yin's eyes held a more complex emotion.

There was anger, helplessness, disappointment... and a touch of pity.

Yes, compassion.

Keep pushing, let me feel you...

Is Han Zhou... really that hard to sense?

...She seemed to suddenly understand why Han Zhou had such a strange hobby.

(End of this chapter)