Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 97 Who dares to be Yixia's enemy!
A car is driving slowly on the road.

It rained heavily last night, and the temperature in Lincheng has started to drop. Although it is indeed cooler than usual, it is still very hot overall, and even the wind is dry.

Left with no other choice, Lin Anyu obediently closed the car windows and enjoyed the coolness brought by the car's air conditioning.

He looked at Xiao Yuyan, who was carefully gripping the steering wheel beside him, and said worriedly, "Cousin, did you buy your driver's license? Other people riding bicycles have already overtaken us. I only let Uncle Zhang leave the car because I trusted you."

If he hadn't yet obtained his driver's license, he might have already grabbed the steering wheel and started driving himself. What's the difference between that speed and that of a tortoise?
At least turtles can swim in water...

Xiao Yuyan said without batting an eye, "What do you know? It's safer to drive slowly. If it were just you in the car, it wouldn't matter, but your friends are here too."

Although she got her driver's license a long time ago, she doesn't drive very often. If it weren't for the relatively low traffic volume on this road, she wouldn't have volunteered.

"No, what do you mean it doesn't matter if it's just me?"

Lin Anyu's face fell. He had completely given up on pursuing this cousin. He used to think she was beautiful and had a great temperament, but now he realized that she was just a stupid person obsessed with looks and a CP (couple pairing) fan. She couldn't see his perfect inner qualities at all.

Sure enough, he still prefers women with substance.

Han Zhou, sitting in the back seat, chuckled helplessly, "Sister Yuyan... although I also think it's safer to drive slower, this speed is indeed too slow."

At this speed, let alone taking him home, it would probably be past sunset before we could even get Zhong Ling home.

Xiao Yuyan treated Han Zhou much better than she treated Lin Anyu, explaining with a smile, "Sorry, I don't drive very often, so I'm not very skilled yet, handsome young man..."

Han Zhou really disliked this title and said with a wry smile, "Just call me Han Zhou."

The group had already met each other not long ago through Lin Anyu's introduction.

"Okay, okay, so Han Zhou, can you drive?"

"will not."

Han Zhou shook his head. He had a driver's license in his previous life and had driven many times, but he had never had time to take the test in this life and had never touched a steering wheel, so he could not say that he could drive.

"That's it."

Xiao Yuyan wanted to get to know this handsome guy better so she could impress her friends later, so she said with a smile, "I was wondering if you could switch driving duties."

Lin Anyu's lips twitched, and he wished he could strangle this guy: "If you don't understand, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Xiao Yuyan glanced at him and said irritably, "It's not that I don't understand how to operate it, it's just that I'm not familiar with it. These are two completely different concepts, okay?"

"What's the difference?"

Lin Anyu muttered as he took out his phone, "Looks like I'll still have to trouble Uncle Zhang to come back."

Just then, Zhong Ling, who was sitting next to Han Zhou, suddenly spoke up.

"I can drive."

Han Zhou was taken aback and asked curiously, "Does senior have a driver's license?"

"some."

Zhong Ling nodded gently, opened her small cloth bag, took out a driver's license and handed it to him, her chest puffing out unconsciously.

Han Zhou took the driver's license, glanced at it, and returned it, puzzled, "You don't drive, so why do you carry your driver's license with you?"

"Because I always need it. I rarely go out, so I always prepare well before I go out."

Zhong Ling smiled as she put her driver's license into her small cloth bag.

Han Zhou's expression was strange. He must have seen correctly; the other person seemed to have a wrench in their bag. He didn't know if it was for fixing things or people. Wasn't this preparation a bit too thorough?

Looking at the scenery slowly receding outside the car window, he suddenly had a bright idea and asked expectantly, "Can you drive, senior?"

"OK."

Zhong Ling nodded, and then, seemingly worried that the other person wouldn't believe her, added in a low voice, "My sister taught me before, and I'm a very good driver."

Han Zhou smiled and called out to Lin Anyu, who was about to make a phone call, "Senior can drive, let her drive."

He still trusted Zhong Ling. This senior was clearly not the type of girl who would show off. The fact that she could say she was a good driver meant that she had plenty of confidence.

Lin Anyu was somewhat suspicious: "Really?"

"Why not just give it a try?"

"Okay, then cousin, you should pull over quickly, don't embarrass yourself. Let Senior Zhong drive, you sit in the passenger seat, and I'll sit in the back with Han Zhou."

"it is good."

Xiao Yuyan readily agreed. She knew that continuing to drive was too much of a strain, so she was happy to give up the driver's seat. Moreover, she was very excited to be able to sit next to Zhong Ling, since being close would make it easier to chat, and she might even be able to find out some gossip.

The car stopped by the roadside, and the group quickly switched places. Zhong Ling, who was in the driver's seat, became very serious, and even her aura was different. She gripped the steering wheel and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Go to hell first..."

Han Zhou originally wanted to say "Let's go to your house first," since the initial plan was to take her home first, but he hesitated when he thought that there would be no one to drive after Zhong Ling got out of the car.

Although he couldn't hear Zhong Ling's voice, Lin Anyu knew what Han Zhou was worried about just from hearing half of his sentence, and casually said, "It's okay, let's go to Senior Zhong's house first. Your house is in a rather remote location, so it's best to get home as soon as possible. It doesn't matter to us."

Xiao Yuyan readily agreed, "That's right, I can drive later."

Lin Anyu gave her a disdainful look: "Stop joking. I'm planning to find a designated driver to take us home, otherwise at your speed, we might not even get home by tomorrow morning."

Zhong Ling nodded to indicate that she understood and skillfully started the car.

Her driving skills were indeed excellent; she drove fast and steadily. Xiao Yuyan was pleasantly surprised and kept asking her if she had any tips. Unfortunately, Zhong Ling ignored her from beginning to end.

This made Xiao Yuyan very sad.

In fact, Zhong Ling had been answering her questions all along, but she just couldn't hear her.

Seeing this, Han Zhou had no choice but to explain, "Sister Yuyan, your senior is just not very talkative, it's not that she doesn't want to talk to you, don't mind her too much."

He and Zhong Ling had already discussed it beforehand, and they decided to temporarily use the excuse that the latter didn't like to talk to avoid arousing curiosity and asking questions, which would cause unnecessary trouble.

"I see."

Xiao Yuyan had heard that Zhong Ling was socially awkward before, and upon hearing this, she nodded regretfully, it seemed that she wouldn't be able to pry into the gossip.

Just then, Lin Anyu in the back seat suddenly leaned close to Han Zhou and asked in a low voice, "Han Zhou, tell me honestly, what exactly is your relationship with this Senior Zhong Ling?"

Han Zhou looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Didn't I say before? We're friends."

"normal friend?"

"normal friend."

"Then why did you go and participate in the couples' games?"

"I can't stress this enough, we're only going there for the prize money, and your friend surnamed Zhang even promised to give each of us a cell phone after we pass. Didn't you see that?"

Han Zhou shook the phone box in the bag. "Anyway, it doesn't cost much, so it's not surprising that we'd give it a try."

Lin Anyu hesitated and said, "Didn't you notice that Zhang Chengfan gave you matching couple phones?"

"I'm telling you guys are just too idle. What's the point of having a cell phone if you're not a couple? You can't even contact people without a SIM card or internet connection. I don't know what the point is."

Han Zhou said helplessly, "Besides, this is a prize given to me by someone. Am I supposed to haggle with him and say that the prize is not to my liking? Besides, my senior seems to really like her new phone."

Lin Anyu thought about it and it seemed to make sense, so he stopped worrying about it and forced himself to ask, "Then tell me how you did it."

"How did you do that?"

"The way to pass the level? Don't tell me you two are really on the same wavelength, there must be some tricks, right?" Lin Anyu said with a wink.

Han Zhou paused for a few seconds, then hesitated before saying, "I really can't answer that. To be honest, I'm starting to wonder if it's just because I'm incredibly lucky today..."

"His luck is off the charts."

Lin Anyu scoffed and said disdainfully, "You just bought ten scratch-off tickets and didn't win a single penny. You still have the nerve to tell me you're incredibly lucky?"

Han Zhou glanced at him and said with pity, "You, who bought twenty tickets and didn't win a single penny, have the nerve to criticize me?"

Lin Anyu's smile vanished instantly.

Before leaving the pedestrian street, the group went to buy scratch-off lottery tickets, led by Han Zhou.

Han Zhou was full of confidence, and Lin Anyu was brimming with ambition, but the result was that they gave their boss a sum of money for nothing.

On the contrary, Zhong Ling, who had always been unwilling to waste money, could not resist Lin Anyu's encouragement and had no choice but to buy a ticket with a pained expression. Who knew that she would actually win two hundred yuan.

This made Xiao Yuyan, who was overjoyed with winning only ten yuan, extremely envious. She thought she was the only lucky one this time, and even posted about it on her WeChat Moments.

In the back seat of the car, the two unlucky guys looked at each other. Lin Anyu laughed at them, shook his head and sighed, "You unlucky guy, it seems all your good luck is brought to you by Senior Sister Zhong."

She didn't lower her voice deliberately, so the two people in front of her heard her. Upon hearing this, Zhong Ling quickly explained, "No, I've never been very lucky. My junior picked that lottery ticket for me. It must have been his good luck that he won."

Han Zhou smiled wryly, "Senior, this has nothing to do with me..."

"What I said is true."

Zhong Ling said earnestly, "When I texted my sister to tell her I won the lottery, her first reaction was to confront you, because I've never been lucky before, and she was worried that I'd been scammed."

Han Zhou was stunned: "It can't be that exaggerated, can it..."

"It's true. If you don't believe me, I can show you the chat history."

"It's not that I don't believe you..."

"..."

The two chatted as if no one else was around, unaware that Lin Anyu and Xiao Yuyan had looked into the car at least three times and thought there was another person inside.

Lin Anyu waved his hand in front of Han Zhou's eyes, looking anxious, and said, "Han Zhou, are you possessed?"

Han Zhou slapped his hand away and sighed, "What's wrong with you now?"

"Not possessed?"

"You are the one who is possessed by evil spirits."

Lin Anyu asked, puzzled, "Then who are you talking to?"

"of course……"

Han Zhou was about to speak when he realized the problem, but after thinking about it, he decided to answer truthfully, "I was talking to my senior."

"Senior? Which senior? Could it be..."

Lin Anyu felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly remembered a legend that had circulated in their high school for a while. It was said that a girl from the previous year had died because she talked too much, so after she died, she would often talk to people in the school...

Han Zhou looked at him like he was an idiot: "What are you thinking about? Of course it's Senior Zhong Ling." Lin Anyu was stunned, then exclaimed that it was impossible, while Xiao Yuyan weakly said, "But I didn't hear Zhong Ling say anything just now..."

Zhong Ling quickly shook her head, indicating that she had actually spoken, but Lin Anyu misunderstood and said irritably, "See? Senior sister also said she didn't say anything. You must have misheard."

Han Zhou said somewhat helplessly, "She did speak, but her voice was a little soft, so you couldn't hear her."

Lin Anyu remained silent for a while, then looked at Zhong Ling with a serious expression: "Senior Zhong, could we turn around and go to the city hospital?"

He still refused to believe it.

Let alone him, anyone would probably not believe Han Zhou's story. The car is so small, if someone is talking, everyone can hear it, just not necessarily clearly. He was quite sure that he hadn't heard anything. Why should Han Zhou be the only one who could hear what others were saying? Did he think he was writing a novel?
Left with no other choice, Han Zhou had to prove his words with actions. As he and Zhong Ling interacted, Lin Anyu's expression changed from disbelief to blank disbelief.

What day is it today? Is Han Zhou about to become the main character?
Unlike Lin Anyu, Xiao Yuyan's eyes never stopped sparkling. She asked excitedly, "My God, are you communicating telepathically?"

Han Zhou smiled wryly and said, "As I just said, it was just a normal conversation, it's just that the senior's voice was a little soft."

"It would be a miracle if this could be called 'normal conversation'..."

Lin Anyu took a while to come to his senses and asked suspiciously, "With such good hearing, you wouldn't actually be a hidden agent like Ya Ya said, would you?"

Han Zhou joked, "So remember to keep it a secret from me."

The more Xiao Yuyan looked at Han Zhou and Zhong Ling, the more she felt they were a perfect match. Her eyes sparkled, and finally, she couldn't help but blurt out, "This is like something out of an idol drama! You two are such a perfect couple..."

Seeing her drooling expression, Lin Anyu's heart tightened, and he quickly scolded, "I told you not to play matchmaker!"

"I'm just telling the truth," Xiao Yuyan said, clearly unconvinced.

Lin Anyu sneered: "Have you forgotten what I showed you before?"

Xiao Yuyan was speechless for a moment, then shut her mouth and stopped talking.

Han Zhou was a little curious. How could Lin Anyu make his cousin obey with just one sentence? Could he have caught her doing something wrong?

He cleared his mind of all distractions and asked in a low voice, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Anyu didn't speak. Seeing that Zhong Ling wasn't looking this way, he lowered his voice and said in a boastful tone, "I gave the second and third challenges that you guys played on stage to Guzheng. Guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

Han Zhou was taken aback, thinking to himself that it was no wonder Gu Zheng had suddenly sent him a message before; it turned out that Lin Anyu was the one who had interfered.

He wasn't angry, after all, he didn't care about this so-called telepathy game and didn't think the result meant anything.

Lin Anyu smiled mysteriously, found the chat interface with Gu Zheng, and handed the phone to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou glanced at it casually, initially not taking it seriously, but his expression changed the next second.

Because his choice of Guzheng was exactly the same as his!
"No way……"

Even Han Zhou was somewhat dumbfounded at this moment.

He remained silent for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "It's just a coincidence. In the end, it's just a matter of probability. You don't actually believe this, do you?"

Lin Anyu looked at him with a resentful expression: "But why is it that I never encounter such a situation?"

Just as Han Zhou was about to speak, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and was somewhat surprised, because it was a message from Mo Yixia.

That's quite a rare thing.

Mo Yixia rarely had the opportunity to use her phone. The only time she could remember the other party sending her a message was when they first met and the other party invited her to apply for a job. She never expected to receive a message from the other party again today.

He opened the message and saw only a period in the chat bubble.

A period? What does a period mean?
Han Zhou was somewhat puzzled, but fortunately, he had a photographic memory and quickly recalled a conversation he had with Mo Yixia not long ago—

"I might have the opportunity to message you in the future. Considering my situation, I think it's necessary to devise a code. Listen carefully."

"If it starts with a comma, it means my mom is watching me, so you should speak carefully."

Han Zhou chuckled dryly, "I've been speaking properly the whole time. You're the one who's not speaking properly..."

Mo Yixia ignored her and lightly touched the paper with the tip of her pen, thinking, "If it starts with a period, it means that I am safe around you and it is time to chat. You can relax a little."

"Okay, okay, is there any more?"

"Of course there are. If it starts with a question mark, it means I have something I want to ask you, but for various reasons I can't bring myself to ask, so you have to figure out the answer yourself; if it starts with a colon, it means..."

Han Zhou listened patiently, then said with a wry smile, "You've almost used up all the punctuation marks with this code, why don't you just use quotation marks too?"

"The quotation marks in book titles certainly have meaning, and a very important meaning at that."

Mo Yixia stretched and lazily lay on the table.

"If it starts with quotation marks, it means your princess is in danger. At that time, you must do everything you can to save me."

……

Han Zhou snapped out of his thoughts.

Since it starts with a period, it means the other person is in a casual conversation mood...

He messaged me asking, "How come you can suddenly use a cell phone?"

"The power is out in our neighborhood, and my mom isn't home yet. I'm texting you from another phone, so don't worry about being caught cheating."

power cut?
Han Zhou ignored the last sentence and said, "It's hard to bear a power outage on such a hot day. Why don't you go outside for a while?"

"No need, it's just the community's power system being repaired. The power will be back on soon. I came here specifically to ask if my clothes smell good."

Han Zhou's face darkened: "Are you ever going to stop?"

"Isn't it delicious?"

"It doesn't smell good."

"Have you smelled it?"

"Never smelled it before!"

"That's not honest. How could you not smell it when it's on your body?"

Han Zhou sighed and was about to reply when he saw that the other party had sent another message.

"Messages like this are nice, but it's still better not to meet in person. Otherwise, your expression would be quite interesting. If I end up leaving anyway, you shouldn't forget to contact me, right, Mr. Jerk?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment before replying with a message.

"That depends on what punctuation you use."

Lin Anyu peeked at her for a while and whispered, "This should be the girl named Mo Yixia, the student you tutor."

"Ah."

"How is your relationship?"

Han Zhou considered it carefully for a while: "It should be pretty good."

"Yeah……"

Lin Anyu's eyes darted around, and he urged, "Why don't you send her those two tests from before and see?"

Han Zhou sneered: "Sure, you send 'I love you' to Bai Tongtong first, and I'll consider sending the test to Mo Yixia."

This guy is always stirring up trouble; all he does all day is think about doing these pointless things.

Lin Anyu's expression changed, and he immediately became hesitant.

He just angered Bai Tongtong's bald father yesterday. If he goes against the grain again, the other party might come and attack him with a knife...

He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly became fierce and said through gritted teeth, "Then it's settled, whoever lies is a coward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes reddened, he took out his phone and, without saying a word, sent Bai Tongtong the message "I love you".

Han Zhou was filled with awe. For a fleeting moment, he had even seen a hint of tragic heroism in this guy's face, a willingness to perish together with him.

The next second, 'Bai Tongtong' made a video call.

Lin Anyu hung up the phone immediately and temporarily blocked Bai Tongtong's Fetion. He didn't even blink during the whole process, just staring intently at Han Zhou.

"He's a real man..."

Han Zhou sighed sincerely and said, "Send me the picture."

Lin Anyu's eyes lit up. He loved watching the drama unfold and was willing to suffer heavy losses himself to see if Han Zhou was on the same wavelength as all the girls. As for the others, he could ignore them for the time being.

Han Zhou sent the pictures to Mo Yixia and said succinctly: "Choose three characters for the first picture, and connect the nine dots into a pattern for the second picture. Remember to mark the direction of the lines."

Mo Yixia quickly replied: "Is this for tutoring in obscure Chinese characters and physics vectors?"

"No, this is used to test whether two people are in sync."

Mo Yixia didn't say much, and quickly sent back two pictures.

Lin Anyu practically had his head glued to Han Zhou's phone screen, desperate to see the answer as soon as possible.

However, the moment he saw the two pictures, his pupils dilated, and he let out a miserable laugh. His eyes instantly lost all light, and his pitiful appearance startled Zhong Ling and the other person in front of him.

Han Zhou thought the guy was dead and pushed his head away, but when he saw the picture, his reaction was no better than Lin Anyu's, and his expression was obviously blank.

The choice was still exactly the same...

What's going on? Why is Mo Yixia's choice exactly the same as mine?
This can no longer be explained by probability...

Or perhaps the ones who truly understand each other are not us, but the three of them: Guzheng Zhongling, Mo Yixia, and the other girl.
Han Zhou began to question the meaning of life.

Lin Anyu suddenly "came back to life" and began sending two test images to the girls on his contact list with a ferocious expression. He was determined to find a girl who was on the same wavelength as him!
"How about it?"

Mo Yixia sent a message from the other end of the phone.

Han Zhou truthfully replied, "You and I chose exactly the same thing."

"That's a real shame... So this means we're on the same wavelength?" Mo Yixia asked.

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment: "If we're just talking about the rules of the game... I guess so."

"I see, no wonder I always feel like someone is smelling me..."

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)