Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 387 Do you remember it?

As a large-scale skill that only requires ten points to activate once, the effect of "Asking Questions and Feeling Guilty" is much stronger than Han Zhou imagined.

Because he not only heard the response from Xiao Xiaoxiao upstairs, but also heard the voices of Mo Yixia, Gu Zheng and others.

Although the voices of others except Xiao Xiaoxiao sounded a little ethereal, he was sure that it was not an illusion.

"It's over. How could I have forgotten about this..."

After being stunned for two seconds, Han Zhou suddenly remembered that although he was suspected to be in the past, according to his previous inference, his voice at this moment could be heard by people in the same area who were in the same time in the past.

He just shouted so loudly that unless they were deaf or asleep, anyone in the villa could hear it - no matter what time it was.

In fact, everyone in the villa did hear his question, otherwise the "asking will make you feel guilty" effect would not be triggered and they would not be forced to answer.

What he found difficult to understand was why everyone answered “yes”?
It is not difficult to see from the relevant description of "You will feel guilty if asked" that this skill can force people to tell the truth. Everyone gave an affirmative answer. Is it because they all felt guilty about him?

Han Zhou was in mixed mood and suddenly became worried about the situation he would face after returning.

Just because you can’t keep your own memory doesn’t mean that other people’s memories will disappear as well. Otherwise, no one would remember the “shit” that came from the kitchen.

Han Zhou felt uncomfortable when he thought that everyone would look at him strangely when he returned. Especially when he thought that everyone might be frank with him and talk about the order in which people should enter his room tonight, he felt his scalp tingling.

If Gu Zheng knew that Mo Yixia was the first person to enter his room and had been hiding in his quilt for so long, he would definitely be dead tonight...

Thinking of this, Han Zhou felt uneasy and suddenly had the idea of ​​"why not go back?"

While worrying, he ran upstairs as fast as he could.

If he hadn't been so determined to find Xiao Xiaoxiao, he wouldn't have ignored such an important issue. Now that things have happened, if he can't find Xiao Xiaoxiao, it would be a complete loss.

While going upstairs, he suddenly thought of a question -

According to previous speculation, compared with the actual time of 1 a.m., the time he is now at should be two hours ago, that is, around 11 p.m., when no one had returned to their rooms to sleep.

Compared to the "Fuck" in the kitchen, his shout just now made a louder noise, not to mention that everyone in the villa responded with almost the same volume. But the strange thing was that, in his impression, he didn't seem to notice this in reality.

Everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, but before that, he hadn't heard any other people's voices, and no one else had ever come to him to question him about this matter.

It's like this never happened.

In other words, the event that should have happened at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night did not happen, or it did not happen at eleven o'clock.

Han Zhou frowned slightly.

There are two possibilities. One is that, just like the last time we went to the unfinished building, some obviously abnormal events were corrected, so everyone forgot about it.

Secondly, the nature of "traveling through the past" might be more complicated than he imagined - although he has returned to the past in a sense, the time he is in is not flowing constantly like reality, but is advancing in a leap-forward manner.

It was eleven thousand one just now, maybe in a minute it will be eleven fifteen.

That's right, since the question-and-answer incident has already happened, then excluding the possibility of memory erasure, the most likely reason why he didn't notice the incident before taking the sleeping pills is that the incident happened after he took the sleeping pills, which was around one o'clock in the morning.

...a time point that is extremely close to or even overlaps with the present.

This would only make sense if it happened after he went back in time.

Because he no longer exists in reality at this time, he naturally has no idea what is happening in reality.

This conjecture is not without basis. Han Zhou noticed early on that in all the responses just now, Xiao Xiaoxiao's voice only appeared once. Moreover, compared with the slightly ethereal voices of others, her voice was particularly clear, and even the direction was quite intuitive, which was on the second floor of the villa.

This should indicate that Xiao Xiaoxiao and he are in the same time and space.

And if this incident happened before Xiao Xiaoxiao disappeared, then Xiao Xiaoxiao's voice should have been like Mo Yisha and the others, with a hazy feeling that came from across time and space.

Therefore, Han Zhou suspected that the time he was at this moment was probably no longer two hours ago, but a time relatively close to the present.

He had only been back in time for a few minutes, but two full hours had already passed.

But if that's the case, if I stay here a little longer, won't time flow into the future?

Han Zhou quickly gave up thinking. The issue of time was not something he could figure out, not to mention that he could not determine for the time being whether this was a form of time travel.

However, in order to verify his guess about the future, he planned to leave a message in his room later to see if he could hear the voice he just left at some time after returning to reality.

But I didn’t have the same thoughts and memories as I do now, and I don’t know if I would regard this as a haunted incident...

Wait...Han Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

Since the memory of leaving reality will inevitably disappear, and time has the possibility of flowing into the future, he can just "leave a message" in his room later on all the memories and thoughts here, so that his future self will know about this experience, right?

If successful, it would be equivalent to verifying the conjecture that time here flows very quickly and that time flows from the past to the future. Even if it fails, there will be no loss.

You can give it a try.

Han Zhou was somewhat excited. He rushed upstairs and pushed open the door with blue flowers printed on it - that was Xiao Xiaoxiao's room.

He moved quickly, grabbing the white edge of the clothes before it disappeared in the corner of the wall, and pulled it back with all his strength while shouting, "How long do you want to hide from me?"

"Let go!"

Xiao Xiaoxiao's angry voice came from the wall.

Han Zhou said unhappily, "I won't let go. I finally found you. How could I let go and let you run on?"

"I won't run away! Let go of me!" An arm stretched out from the wall and hit his hand hard.

Han Zhou said indifferently, expressionless: "Come out of the wall first, then I will trust you and you won't run away."

"Let go first and I'll come out!"

"You come out first and I'll let go."

"Let go first and I'll come out!"

"You come out first and then I'll let go."

"Let go!"

"You come out."

"..."

The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time. Xiao Xiaoxiao, who was hiding in the wall, could no longer bear it and said angrily, "You are almost pulling my clothes off, how can I get out!"

Han Zhou was stunned, and then he noticed that the corner of his clothes, which was originally only slightly exposed against the wall, had been torn out a long way at some point, and one sleeve had been pulled off. No wonder Xiao Xiaoxiao only used one hand to hit him, and the other hand was probably trying hard to hold down the only remaining clothes on his body.

His old face turned red and he said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"I didn't mean it, let go!" Xiao Xiaoxiao said fiercely.

"No, if I let you go, you'll run away." Han Zhou was unmoved and warned, "I will continue to hold the corner of your clothes. If you dare to run, don't blame me for tearing all your clothes off."

"You stinking rascal!"

"Whatever you say, I won't let you get away."

Han Zhou shook his head disapprovingly, and as he spoke, he reduced the strength in his hands, but still held the corner of the clothes tightly.

Xiao Xiaoxiao seemed quite dissatisfied with this. She dragged his arm into the wall and punched and kicked him, even biting him. Seeing that this guy didn't cry out in pain at all, she muttered to herself, "He's really thick-skinned", and gave up the idea of ​​asking him to let go.

"If you don't come out yet, are you thinking about how to escape?"

Han Zhou's suspicious voice came from outside the wall.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It takes no time to get dressed!" Xiao Xiaoxiao said angrily, "It's all your fault that you pulled my clothes off. It was so dark in the wall that I couldn't even find my sleeves!"

Han Zhou smiled awkwardly.

After a while, Xiao Xiaoxiao, with a dissatisfied look on her face, finally came out from the wall. Her hair was wet and her clothes were disheveled. If Ouyang Lianyu and others saw her in such a miserable state, they would probably think that Han Zhou had done something to her.

She sat on the bed in a sullen mood. Seeing Han Zhou laughing beside her, she immediately frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at hiding there!"

Han Zhou couldn't help laughing: "Where did you get this pajamas from? They don't fit me well, do they?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Xiao Xiaoxiao took her foot out of her slippers and kicked him hard.

Han Zhou was used to this, and patted his trouser legs nonchalantly. However, he stopped laughing, and his expression gradually became strange. He wondered, "Wait... why does this look so much like my pajamas?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao blushed and quickly turned her head to deny: "It's not your pajamas!"

There was something wrong with this guy's reaction. Han Zhou became more suspicious: "Could it be that you got your clothes wet when you ran out just now, so you took my pajamas to wear?"

"I told you it's not yours!"

"Yeah."

Han Zhou stood up and said, "My pajamas are in my backpack. Come back to the room with me to check. I'm also soaked."

In order to prevent Xiao Xiaoxiao from escaping, he never let go of the corner of her clothes. When he stood up, he was not careful and accidentally lifted her clothes up a little.

Xiao Xiaoxiao was embarrassed and annoyed, and pushed his hand away: "Who wants to go back to your room with you to watch you change clothes!"

She felt a little guilty because the pajamas she was wearing were indeed Han Zhou's.

"It doesn't matter, I can crawl into the wall and change." Han Zhou said indifferently.

Xiao Xiaoxiao was anxious: "I told you I won't go!"

"Really not going?" Han Zhou glanced at her.

"Don't go!"

"It's okay if you don't want to go. Then lend me your clothes." Han Zhou sat back on the bed and said shamelessly, "You don't want to see me catch a cold, do you?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao was almost so angry that she laughed. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "How shameless! You can't wear my clothes."

Han Zhou didn't care and shook his head, "Then hurry back with me. I'll go back and take a hot bath."

He looked at Xiao Xiaoxiao's profile, wanting to see her reaction. If Xiao Xiaoxiao could understand the meaning of "go back", it would be enough to show that she was very aware of her current situation.

Xiao Xiaoxiao fell silent, looking a little lost, and stood up after a while and said, "Let me go, I'll get you some clothes."

"Take your clothes?" Han Zhou asked.

"Don't you want to wear it?" Xiao Xiaoxiao gave him an unpleasant look.

Han Zhou had expected this, and he sighed and said, "It seems like you really don't want to go back."

Xiao Xiaoxiao turned her head away and ignored him.

The room fell silent.

The girl gathered her wet long hair in front of her body, and water droplets slid down the ends of her hair and fell onto the smooth floor, making a "tick-tick" sound.

"Wipe it."

A towel was handed over. "It's so cold. You might catch a cold if you just change your clothes without drying your hair."

"Thank you."

Xiao Xiaoxiao took the towel hesitantly, put it on her head and wiped her hair gently.

Han Zhou smiled and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you don't want to go out with me, otherwise I can use a hair dryer to help you blow dry your hair. Even though I don't use a hair dryer very often, my hair blowing skills are quite good."

"How can you be good at blow-drying your hair if you don't use the hair dryer much?" Xiao Xiaoxiao said with disdain.

"Those sword-fighting wizards in novels can defeat top-notch masters the first time they touch a sword. So what's so strange about me being able to blow a hair dryer really well the first time I touch it?"

"So you're a hair-drying wizard?"

Han Zhou shrugged and said with a smile: "Don't you look like one?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao pulled the towel down to cover half of her face, and after a few seconds she said unhappily, "I think you look like a boasting genius."

She wiped her hair silently, then threw the towel in her hand on Han Zhou's head, "You're all wet, wipe it too."

Han Zhou picked up the towel and looked at it, then asked worriedly, "Is your towel clean?"

"Use it if you like!"

Xiao Xiaoxiao was so angry that she pretended to take the towel back.

"No, no, no, I'll use it."

Han Zhou was just joking and didn't mean to dislike the towel. He quickly grabbed the towel and started to wipe his hair.

Although he wouldn't catch a cold, the feeling of having wet hair was very uncomfortable.

Xiao Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, stopped talking, and turned to look at the heavy rain outside the window.

It always rains at times like this... she thought.

After a long time, Han Zhou put down the towel and suddenly asked a question that caught her off guard.

"Xiao Xiao, have you remembered what happened in the past?"

(End of this chapter)