Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 393 The Third Scent

Lincheng's weather forecast was rarely accurate.

At nine o'clock the next morning, the heavy rain gradually turned into light rain. At twelve o'clock noon, the rain that had been falling all night finally stopped, and the strong wind that had been raging for a long time also died down. However, in less than a moment it turned into a biting cold wind.

In Lincheng's winter, every rainstorm means a sharp drop in temperature, and this rainstorm was no exception. Han Zhou didn't know how much the temperature dropped, but he was awakened by the cold.

I opened my eyes and saw that the doors and windows of the room were closed, and the air conditioner was still maintained at 22 degrees, making the room full of warmth.

He didn't know where the coolness came from until he noticed that there was a large wet spot on the bed sheet beneath him.

After a brief pause, an incredible guess popped up in his mind -

Are you kidding me, I wet the bed?

Fortunately, he soon realized that this was not the case, because not only his body, but even his hair was a little damp, and his clothes were sticky, as if someone had poured a large basin of water on him while he was sleeping.

The most important thing is that there is no strange smell on the bed, but instead there are several different scents.

But what Han Zhou couldn't understand was that although his sleep quality was good, it was not perfect. If someone really poured water on him, he would not be able to notice it.

What's even more strange is that he clearly didn't drink any alcohol, but he inexplicably had a hangover-like blackout feeling, as if he had forgotten something important.

After trying hard to recall for a long time, he only remembered that after having barbecue with everyone last night, he took a shower and went back to his room to sleep. He slept until now and woke up. Nothing else happened in between, and he didn't seem to have forgotten anything.

But why is my body wet?
What's with all that scent on the bed?

Han Zhou was suspicious and didn't bother to change his wet clothes. He leaned in and sniffed the scent on the sheets carefully and found that the smell smelled somewhat familiar.

He had a photographic memory, so if it was a scent he smelled often, it would naturally leave a deep impression on him. Therefore, he quickly confirmed the sources of several scents.

The scent on the left is very similar to the scent of Mo Yixia, and the scent on the right is like the scent of Gu Zheng. These two scents are the most intense, and not only are there on the sheets, but there are also a lot of them on the quilt, as if two people had slept in his bed for a while.

In addition, there was another fragrance, which was lighter than the smell on Mo Yixia and Gu Zheng, but it could still be smelled clearly. Han Zhou tried hard to recall it and found that although the smell was a bit familiar, he could not accurately match it to a name.

Although he had a photographic memory, he could not remember all the sounds and smells as his brain would not be able to handle that. Only those smells that he had smelled many times could leave an impression in his mind, such as the scent of the guzheng and Mo Yixia.

But since this scent is somewhat familiar, it means that he must have smelled it more than once. Considering that there were only women in the villa last night except him, I think this should be the smell of a girl...

Han Zhou tried his best to reconstruct what happened last night. Although his memory told him that nothing happened last night, the only nine points left in the status bar overturned this perception.

A similar thing had happened once before, and he realized that he might have lost his memory of last night. But for some reason, he always felt sore in his back, as if he had been beaten up by someone last night.

Han Zhou had some experience in this regard, so he didn't panic, but his expression gradually became strange.

The smell of Guzheng and Mo Yixia on the bed, my own backache, the damp sheets, and the memory that disappeared like a hangover...

All of this made it hard for him not to associate it with a passionate night.

But he was sure that apart from the fragrance, there was no other smell on the bed, so things were probably not what he thought...

Could it be that the person sleeping is a vegetarian?

But how could Mo Yixia and Gu Zheng appear on the same bed at the same time?
With deep doubts, Han Zhou changed his wet clothes. When he looked at his cell phone, he was shocked to find that it was already noon. It was the first time he slept until noon.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Ouyang Lianyu's voice rang out from outside the door: "Han Zhou, don't sleep anymore, get up and have lunch."

"right away!"

Han Zhou responded and immediately went to open the door, and saw Ouyang Lianyu standing at the door.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ouyang. I might have been too tired last night and just woke up."

"It's okay." Ouyang Lianyu smiled gently, "Everyone slept very late last night, and we just got up not long ago."

Han Zhou was stunned: "Did you all just wake up too?"

"About half an hour earlier than you. After all, unlike boys, girls need more time to wash up. Zhong Ling and the others have already prepared the meal and are waiting for you to come downstairs."

Ouyang Lianyu explained with a smile, and suddenly noticed that a large area of ​​the bed sheet in the room was wet, and couldn't help asking, "Han Zhou, why is your bed wet?"

"Nothing, I just accidentally spilled some water on it."

"Then I'll help you take it out and dry it in the sun later."

"No need, I can do it myself. Besides, the rain has stopped. It's hard to say whether we should stay here tonight." Han Zhou shook his head indifferently.

From Ouyang Lianyu's reaction, it can be seen that the other party obviously does not remember what happened last night. Of course, it is also possible that the other party was sleeping at the time and did not participate in what happened last night.

But Han Zhou doesn't think so.

Because he noticed that Ouyang Lianyu was wearing Mo Yisha's slippers.

Teacher Ouyang, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes...

Han Zhou complained in his heart, left the room and closed the door, pretending not to care and asked: "Teacher Ouyang, did you exchange slippers with Yixia?"

"What?" Ouyang Lianyu was stunned.

"Didn't you notice that you were wearing Yixia's slippers?" Han Zhou thought she was careless and didn't notice it.

Ouyang Lianyu lowered her head and looked at it, then looked at him helplessly: "What are you talking about, these are the teacher's slippers."

Han Zhou was startled: "Aren't your slippers pink?"

"I do have a pair of pink slippers, but I didn't bring them with me from home. I just bought these recently."

Seeing Ouyang Lianyu's certainty, Han Zhou was a little confused. He thought he had remembered it wrongly. But he had a photographic memory, so how could he remember something like this wrong?
"Teacher Ouyang, Han Zhou hasn't woken up yet!"

Just then, the urging sound of the guzheng was heard downstairs. Without time to think about it, he responded loudly, "Wake up", and then followed Ouyang Lianyu downstairs.

On the way downstairs, Han Zhou suddenly remembered something and felt that he needed to find an opportunity to confirm whose third scent on the bed belonged to him. Now that he was alone with Teacher Ouyang, he could just take a good look at the other person's scent.

In fact, there is a simpler and faster way, which is to use "Let Fate Be" to strengthen the sense of smell, but this skill has a cooling time. Once the sense of smell is strengthened, other senses will not be strengthened in a short period of time.

Now that Zhong Ling is downstairs, it is obviously more important to strengthen hearing and keep in touch with the other party in time, so Han Zhou can only give up strengthening his sense of smell.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings, he deliberately slowed down his pace and walked behind Ouyang Lianyu. While the other party was not paying attention, he slowly moved his face close to the other party's neck.

This taste...

"Han Zhou, what are you doing?"

Han Zhou was comparing the smell of Ouyang Lianyu's body with the third smell on the bed, when he suddenly heard Zhong Yin's slightly cold voice. He was startled and looked down to see Zhong Yin holding a kitchen knife downstairs.

Even wearing loose home clothes, it is difficult to hide Zhong Yin's broad chest, which makes people unable to look away. However, her expression at the moment is not good, as if she is looking at a shameless pervert.

Han Zhou's heart skipped a beat. His behavior just now was indeed like that of a pervert. If he explained that he just wanted to smell the scent of Teacher Ouyang, it would not only be useless, but would only make things worse. So he stared at the back of Ouyang Lianyu's head for a while without changing his expression, and suddenly reached out and pulled out a hair of the other person.

Ouyang Lianyu naturally also heard Zhong Yin's scolding from downstairs. She was curious about what Han Zhou had done when she suddenly felt a pain in the back of her head. She immediately turned around to look at Han Zhou and asked in confusion: "Han Zhou, you..."

"Teacher, you have a white hair on your head." Han Zhou interrupted her seriously.

"White hair?" Ouyang Lianyu was horrified and frantically pulled the hair behind her to the front to check, "Where is it?"

For a woman under 30 years old, growing white hair is undoubtedly terrible news like a bolt from the blue, and even she is not immune to it.

"Don't worry, Teacher Ouyang, there is only one, and I have pulled it out for you." Han Zhou comforted.

Ouyang Lianyu couldn't be reassured. She stared at his hand for a while and asked in confusion, "But isn't that black hair on your hand?"

Han Zhou explained: "I have thrown away the white hair, and this black hair was plucked out."

Ouyang Lianyu had a lot of hair, so she didn't mind him plucking a few more strands. She was just a little curious: "Why did you pull out an extra black hair?"

Han Zhou smiled faintly: "This is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Ouyang Lianyu hesitated for a moment: "Han Zhou, has anyone ever told you that your jokes are uncool?"

"Yes, there is more than one."

Zhong Yin, who was downstairs, answered the question on behalf of Han Zhou, "Teacher Ouyang, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. You don't have any white hair. Come down and have dinner."

Ouyang Lianyu gave Han Zhou a reproachful look, but the latter pretended not to see it and went downstairs with a wry smile.

Just as Ouyang Lianyu said, everyone woke up. Even Xiao Xiaoxiao, who seemed unusually tired yesterday, had already sat down at the dining table, holding chopsticks and waiting for dinner to start.

Seeing Han Zhou coming, she rolled her eyes from afar: "I've been waiting for you. You just got up in the middle of the day. You're such a lazy bum."

Han Zhou didn't take it seriously. He found a seat and sat down while saying, "I heard that you woke up only half an hour earlier than me. If I'm a big lazy bum, then you're a little lazy bum."

Gu Zheng beside him glanced at him with dissatisfaction: "Are you talking about me in a roundabout way?"

She also got up at half past eleven.

Across from her, Mo Yixia was blowing the hot porridge in her bowl slowly. She answered without even looking up, "Do you really need to turn around?"

"What qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Gu Zheng said disdainfully, "You didn't even get up until half past eleven."

"But I left the room before you."

"That's because I need to clean up my room!"

"But I left the room before you."

"You came out without even cleaning your room, what are you so proud of?"

"There's really nothing to be proud of."

Mo Yixia took a sip of porridge and said, "But I did leave the room before you."

"you……"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

Han Zhou interrupted the two helplessly and said, "You all got up at 11:30, you are all equally diligent, but I didn't get up until 12 o'clock. I am a lazy bum, okay?"

"There's no need to say more about this obvious thing." Mo Yixia said lightly.

"Indeed." Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement.

Ouyang Lianyu smiled and said, "In fact, not everyone wakes up at 11:30. I heard that Xiaoxiao wakes up at 10 o'clock and she usually prepares lunch."

"You?" Han Zhou looked at Xiao Xiaoxiao in surprise.

"Can't you?"

The latter puffed out her chest proudly and glared at him in dissatisfaction when she heard what he said.

"It's not impossible." Han Zhou shook his head, looking suspicious, "But from what I know about you, you should be the last one to get up."

"Stop talking nonsense. I always go to bed early and get up early, okay?"

"I remember……"

Han Zhou was about to give an example when Zhong Yin suddenly spoke up: "Since everyone is already gathered together for lunch, don't worry about going to bed early and getting up early."

Everyone stopped talking, shut their mouths and concentrated on eating.

The sky outside the window was clear blue and the sun was bright. If there were not dewdrops hanging on the trees and puddles of varying sizes on the ground that were particularly conspicuous, no one would have known that there was a heavy rain last night.

Han Zhou drank the porridge in small sips, but his mind was still thinking about the third scent left on the bed.

His eyes swept over everyone in the room. Except for Ouyang Lianyu who had been cleared of suspicion, the remaining suspects were Wang Lengqiu, Xiao Xiaoxiao, Zhong Yin and Zhong Ling.

The most suspicious among them is Wang Lengqiu.

Because among all the people, only the smell on Wang Lengqiu was something he had never smelled before, which was consistent with the perception that "it smells a bit familiar but can't be matched."

Coincidentally, Wang Lengqiu was sitting on his left at this moment, and not far away.

"Do you want to take this opportunity to smell each other's scent?"

Han Zhou was a little hesitant. He didn't want to waste too much time confirming this matter, but he was also worried that if something went wrong he would be misunderstood like before.

Just then, an opportunity came quietly.

Maybe it was because he was too distracted, but Wang Lengqiu accidentally dropped the chopsticks next to him, and he had no intention of bending down to pick them up.

The chopsticks fell right beside her legs.

As long as you take the opportunity to get closer to the other person while helping to pick up the chopsticks, I think you will be able to clearly smell the scent on the other person.

(End of this chapter)