Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 68 Dream Monologue
"How about it?"

After struggling through the song, Mo Yixia asked Han Zhou for his evaluation. It seems that even someone with her personality like her desires recognition from others.

"First of all, this singing voice is definitely worth me turning around for."

Han Zhou, wearing sunglasses and looking like a music mentor, first praised you, then said with a pained expression, "But your ability to memorize lyrics is really not flattering, it's not an exaggeration to say it's terrible, so I can only give you a nine out of ten at most."

He didn't care whether the guy genuinely couldn't remember or was pretending; he just deducted the points first.

"Nine points..." Mo Yixia said thoughtfully, "That's not bad. Is that point deducted for the lyrics?"

"It's not a deduction of one point, but ninety-one points out of a possible one hundred."

Han Zhou sneered and said righteously, "Don't look at me like that. I'm being quite objective. If you were listening to music and it was choppy, you would definitely want to give that music player a series of negative scores."

"You're right."

Mo Yixia remained unperturbed and said without changing her expression, "However, I really don't remember the lyrics of this song very well, so deducting 91 points is too much."

Han Zhou would be a fool to believe her: "Can't remember? Then why did you say the song was really good?"

"Just because I like a song doesn't mean I have to memorize the lyrics. There are so many great foreign language songs, do I have to learn a foreign language just for them?"

Mo Yixia seemed a little unhappy. After a moment of silence, she said in a resentful tone, "Besides, it's already good enough that I sang it especially for you."

It has to be said that these words were quite damaging. Even Han Zhou, who had a very clear self-awareness, couldn't help but have the illusion that "Is I special?" Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure.

He wasn't sure if Mo Yixia was genuinely unhappy or just pretending, so he didn't dare bring up the lyrics again and changed the subject, saying, "Putting aside the lyrics, you sang really well, but why does your voice sound a little familiar?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him, her eyes looking at him as if he were an idiot: "After listening to it for so long, of course it will sound familiar."

"I was saying your singing voice sounds familiar..."

Han Zhou sighed helplessly and hesitated, "And it shouldn't be my imagination, right? I feel like you're acting strange today. Did something happen?"

"What's strange about it?" Mo Yixia told a lame joke. "Isn't it strangely beautiful?"

"Stop daydreaming, but it's really strange that you're being particularly narcissistic today..."

Han Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Of course, the strangest thing is your mood. I felt that you were in a pretty good mood when I asked you if I wanted to hear you sing this morning, but after you took a nap, your mood seemed to have worsened..."

He seemed unsure of himself.

Mo Yixia remained noncommittal: "Then what do you think the reason is?"

"If I already knew, why would I be asking you?"

Han Zhou returned the look with one of disbelief, but unfortunately, his sunglasses obscured his vision. Confused, he sized up Mo Yixia for a moment, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Noticing that he was looking at her, Mo Yixia said calmly, "Your expression seems to be telling me that when a woman's mood is unpredictable, it often means that she is approaching her period, which she will inevitably face every month."

"You can even see that..." Han Zhou clicked his tongue in amazement, but this time he didn't think the guy's "mind-reading" was outrageous. He chuckled and said, "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

"You're quite adept at shirking responsibility." Mo Yixia glanced at him. "But unfortunately, my mood swings have nothing to do with my period."

"What does that have to do with?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment before speaking, "I was just suddenly wondering if I really deserve you turning around for me."

Her tone didn't sound like she was joking; she was genuinely thinking about the issue.

"Of course it's worth it, nine points is still points, isn't it?"

However, Han Zhou was puzzled. What was there to think about? He tentatively said, "Are you being a little too sentimental today? You seemed distracted while singing just now..."

"This is not being sentimental, but rather normal thinking."

Mo Yixia said calmly, "I was thinking, if I hadn't sung well just now, would you really not have turned around, or would you not have given the answer 'I want to hear it' in the first place?"

Han Zhou paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "But you sang very well, why make such unnecessary assumptions?"

"There are many meanings to assumptions, and they are never unnecessary."

"Aren't you just being stubborn?"

Mo Yixia didn't answer. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "Actually, I had a dream while I was asleep."

Han Zhou looked at her suspiciously, clearly holding a reserved attitude: "To be honest, I have serious doubts about whether you are really asleep..."

Mo Yixia turned her head and looked over. Han Zhou chuckled awkwardly and wisely stopped interrupting.

Mo Yixia said, "In my dream, I am no longer charming and lovely, nor do I possess extraordinary talent and intelligence. I have nothing; I am just an ordinary person."

I'm more curious whether the you in my dream also possesses unparalleled narcissism...

Han Zhou thought to himself, listening silently.

At the same time, something unexpected happened to him.

[Temporary mission triggered: Please give the target character Mo Yixia's dream monologue sufficient respect and listen patiently until the end to earn 5 points.]

The text that suddenly popped up made him pause for a moment, followed by excitement—it seemed like he didn't have to do anything at all, just listen to Mo Yixia finish talking in her sleep and he would get points. Was there really such a good thing?

He immediately sat up straight, looking like he was listening attentively, almost as if he was about to say, "Why aren't you continuing?"

Mo Yixia seemed to be recalling something, saying, "In my dream, I was not only ordinary, but also had no talent for singing. My voice was average, and I was tone-deaf. Every time I sang, I would be ridiculed by many people. So I gradually became disheartened and stopped singing in front of others, until one day I met you, who made a living by wandering around and rummaging through garbage."

"What the hell?"

A question mark appeared above Han Zhou's head, and he almost spat out blood. "I live on the streets? And I rummage through trash everywhere?"

Can you guarantee that you didn't take the opportunity of talking in your sleep to maliciously slander me?
Mo Yixia ignored him and continued, "Our relationship at the beginning was just like in reality, based on the exchange of benefits. The conditions were very simple—I would feed you, and you would always stand on my side and praise my singing."

If it's true, then this dream is rather bizarre...

Han Zhou muttered to himself, patiently listening intently, but to his surprise, he heard nothing more. He looked at Mo Yixia, his face filled with shock, and asked, "That's it?"

“That’s all,” Mo Yixia said.

"That's it?"

That's all.

"Stop talking nonsense. You think something like this would make you sentimental?"

“It’s not that I’m being sentimental.” Mo Yixia seemed somewhat disdainful. “I just didn’t expect that you would even be living off a woman in your dreams.”

"I don't live off women in real life, okay..."

Han Zhou's face darkened. Looking at the unfinished timed mission, he knew that this dream definitely had a sequel, so he quickly said, "How can you only tell half of the story? Continue!"

"It's really gone." Mo Yixia shook her head gently.

“I know there are more.”

"there is none left"

"That's a good idea," Han Zhou said expectantly.

"This really doesn't exist."

After a pause, Mo Yixia said thoughtfully, "However, if you really want to hear it, it's not impossible, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it now?" Han Zhou asked warily.

“I brought this up yesterday, and my request is very simple—that is, you can’t be angry with me when this happens.”

Can't get angry?

Han Zhou was taken aback. Mo Yixia had indeed mentioned this matter yesterday, but she had been vague about it and hadn't brought it up this morning either. He had thought she was just making it up, but he hadn't expected it to actually be true...

and many more.

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Let me sort this out...

At first, this guy asked me if I wanted to hear her sing. At that time, the decision was clearly in my hands, and I was the one who benefited. How come now, after all this messing around, it's become that I have to agree to this guy's request?

If it weren't for this temporary mission...

Damn it, the status bar is messing with me!

(End of this chapter)