Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 87 A Voice Like a Bell
Perhaps it was the psychological suggestion brought about by Mo Yixia's last few words, but Han Zhou always felt that his clothes had a faint fragrance.

However, the presence of this fragrance does not necessarily mean that Mo Yixia has worn this dress. Perhaps it has just been in the closet with other clothes for a long time. He wanted to verify, but was too embarrassed to get close and smell it carefully.

That guy definitely said those things on purpose to torment him...

Han Zhou made up his mind that regardless of whether Mo Yixia had worn the clothes or not, he would consider himself the first owner of the clothes, and if that guy dared to mention it again, he would pretend not to hear it.

Thinking this way, he felt much more at ease. He sent messages to Guzheng as he arrived at the subway station, but as soon as he entered the station, he saw a message from Guzheng telling him not to come today.

Puzzled, he stood at the entrance of the subway station stairs and sent a message asking for the reason.

"Why are you going out?"

Guzheng replied, "My parents are very angry with you right now. One of them is holding a kitchen knife and the other is holding scissors, both of which have just been sharpened. They are sitting on the sofa waiting for you to come. I advise you not to walk into their trap."

Han Zhou was startled and asked in surprise and doubt, "Why are they angry with me?"

Is it because I pushed them out of the elevator this morning? That's so petty!
"It's all because you talked nonsense!" Guzheng seemed very unhappy. "You acted like a complete idiot, and now I'm being talked about too!"

"What did I say?"

"Think about it yourself. In any case, don't come today, or I won't be able to protect you, and we might even beat you up together!"

What did I do?

Han Zhou was dumbfounded. Just as he was about to send a message to continue asking questions, he heard a light stomping sound behind him.

He turned around in confusion and saw a girl with a ponytail standing behind him, raising her arm with a hesitant expression, as if she didn't know whether she should pat his shoulder.

Han Zhou was stunned: "Senior?"

The girl behind him was none other than Zhong Ling, carrying a small cloth bag. Her cute little face was slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, as if she was wondering why her junior was ignoring her.

Han Zhou suddenly realized why Zhong Ling was stomping her feet. She must have called out to him many times without getting a response, so she had to stomp her feet to show her presence. As for whether she was angry because she was ignored, he didn't know.

But it's true, at least you can hear the sounds of flies and mosquitoes, but you really can't hear the sound of a bell at all. From now on, we might as well change the phrase "as soft as a mosquito or fly" to "as soft as a bell".

Han Zhou muttered to himself, quickly changing "Leave it to fate" to "Leave it to human fate," and then chose to enhance his hearing before apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, senior, I was focused on something else just now. Were you calling me?"

Zhong Ling nodded slightly, then tugged at her small cloth bag, seemingly unsure of what to do, as if she felt that her stomping her foot earlier was inappropriate.

Han Zhou noticed her nervousness and smiled, "What a coincidence! Where are you planning to go, senior?"

Zhong Ling took a deep breath and opened her mouth: "My sister told me to go to the phone store to get a new phone."

She was afraid that Han Zhou still couldn't hear her, so she tried to raise her voice as much as possible, but unfortunately, the sound was barely enough to make a difference.

"Change your phone? Go to a physical store?" Han Zhou asked, puzzled. "Why not just buy it online? It's cheaper and more convenient."

Seeing that Han Zhou could hear her again, Zhong Ling breathed a slight sigh of relief, her expression no longer awkward, and replied, "My sister told me to work hard to improve my communication skills."

Han Zhou was taken aback, suddenly recalling the scene when he first met Zhong Ling.

The two went to the supermarket together. He was a little puzzled as to why Zhong Yin would put riddles on the shopping list for his sister. Now he thinks it was probably for the same purpose: to encourage Zhong Ling to ask others for the answers, so as to improve her communication skills.

Zhong Yin really put a lot of thought into this...

Although it doesn't seem to have much effect.

He thought for a moment, and since he had nothing to do that afternoon, he figured he might as well buy a new phone. So he suggested, "Senior, I've been thinking of getting a new phone too. How about we go together? I know a store that offers discounts. Do you want to come with me?"

Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment: "I need to ask my sister."

After saying that, they took out their phones to send messages. The two stood by the stairwell, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, each holding a phone with a broken screen. To be honest, the scene was quite eye-catching, but neither of them seemed to care.

Han Zhou didn't speak. He had noticed a problem before: Zhong Ling was fine at home, but she seemed to lose her initiative when she went out. She had to follow the plans that Zhong Yin had arranged in advance, otherwise she would feel lost. This was especially evident when they were buying shampoo at the supermarket.

He thought this was probably related to the other person's past experiences, just like speaking softly, and that he could take this opportunity to find out more.

As he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang. It was Zhong Yin who had sent him a message.

"You met Xiaoling at the subway station?"

"Ah."

"Are you taking her to buy a cell phone?" "Yes."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

"?"

"how?"

"It's nothing, I just suspect your account might have been hacked..."

Han Zhou was genuinely surprised; he never expected Zhong Yin to say something as polite as "Thank you for your help."

Shouldn't it be questions full of suspicion like "What's your purpose?", "Did you plan this all along?", or "You're dead if you dare to make a move on her?"

As he was cursing in his heart, he saw Zhong Yin send another message: "You can hear Xiao Ling talking, so if you don't mind, chat with her more."

"it is good."

Han Zhou said no problem, but in his heart he was wondering if Zhong Yin had changed her personality today, as she was actually quite easy to talk to.

Perhaps this is what the other person didn't have the nerve to say before we parted ways last time?

He seemed to be deep in thought, and said to Zhong Ling, "Senior, Sister Yin has agreed. Come with me."

Zhong Ling nodded quietly. She had obviously received instructions from Zhong Yin. Her sister told her to listen to Han Zhou from now on, but to still be on guard and go home as soon as possible.

Han Zhou looked at the address Lin Anyu had given him, confirmed it on the map, and then took Zhong Ling onto the subway.

During this process, he first sent a message to Lin Anyu, asking if he could bring two people to buy a cheap phone. The latter said yes, buying a few more would be no problem. He happened to be free at the moment, and if needed, he could personally deliver the two people to the store.

Han Zhou declined his offer.

Mo Yixia's neighborhood is in a bustling area, so the subway was naturally packed with people at this time. Normally, Han Zhou would be fine on his own, but now he had to take care of Zhong Ling and couldn't let her be jostled around by the crowd.

Fortunately, he was in a "last breath" state and was not afraid of being squeezed by people. While saying "excuse me" he led Zhong Ling to a corner, and with his arms outstretched, he formed a human wall, protecting Zhong Ling in the corner so that no one could get close.

Zhong Ling had taken the subway many times and had even traveled with men before, but this was the first time she had experienced such protective treatment. She could tell that Han Zhou had no other intentions and simply wanted to protect her, which moved her deeply.

She felt that she and her junior were really destined to meet. They only managed to go out once in a while and still managed to run into each other. They both used to have phones with cracked screens, and now they were going to get new phones together. Most importantly, her junior was the only one who could hear her clearly. This must be fate, right?

Just as she was about to express her gratitude, a fragrance suddenly wafted into her nose. She hesitated and said, "Junior, you smell so good. Is it a girl's scent...?"

Han Zhou was startled. How come these women's noses were like dogs' senses? And why could they immediately associate any scent with another woman?
Can anyone tell me the principle behind this?
Just as he was about to explain, Zhong Ling said thoughtfully, "I know, this must be Yi Xia's scent. I feel like it."

You guessed right...

Han Zhou smiled and said, "Yes, it is indeed Yi Xia's scent."

Zhong Ling's brows relaxed slightly, and she immediately asked, "Wasn't Yi Xia with you today?"

"No, we can't be together every day. She has her own things to do, but she asked me to convey her thanks, saying that the plums that day were delicious."

Zhong Ling smiled gently: "No need to thank me, it's good that it's delicious. However, there are no more plums this year. I'll give you some when they grow next year. Actually, I have a peach tree at home, but it didn't bear fruit this year. I don't know if it will bear fruit next year."

Han Zhou asked curiously, "I remember that your family grows a lot of things, and it seems like they even have a field."

"Most of them were planted by my mother. She enjoyed watching the plants grow, so she would grow some vegetables and fruits whenever she had time. But now that she's gone, my sister and I don't know how to take care of these things. Otherwise, the peach trees wouldn't have failed to bear fruit this year."

Zhong Ling is not a person who is not good at communicating. Her biggest problem is that she has no voice when she speaks, and this problem makes her a weirdo in the eyes of others. Now that she has finally found someone she can talk to normally, she naturally will not hesitate to express herself.

Han Zhou, of course, would not refuse to chat with Zhong Ling. During the chat, he would subtly guide her to say "no" and occasionally ask a few questions to arouse her curiosity. He quickly completed the two daily tasks.

It has to be said that this is the easiest daily task he has encountered so far.

The subway was very crowded, and the guys squeezed next to Han Zhou all looked completely bewildered.

Zhong Ling was a rare beauty, so they naturally wanted to take a second look. But what they saw shocked them.

Throughout the entire process, all they saw was this boy wearing sunglasses talking non-stop, but it was completely to himself, as if he were communicating with a ghost.

But the girl who didn't speak seemed to understand his meaning, occasionally revealing a slight smile, which, after a while, gave them a creepy feeling.

Wait, what's going on with these two?
(End of this chapter)