Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 43 Maybe It's Because I'm Not Like the Heroine
There is no problem with the elevator in Huadu Community today.

When Han Zhou came to Guzheng's house, the squad leader was wearing a bear apron and cooking soup in the kitchen, and the rich aroma wafted into the living room.

"Why did you suddenly start cooking?"

Han Zhou wiped his sweat with a paper towel, let off the heat under the air conditioner for a while, and finally cooled down a bit, then went into the kitchen to observe, and the more he looked at it, the more novel he felt it.

Guzhengs wearing aprons are quite rare.

Although he knew that this guy would definitely be able to cook, he rarely saw him cooking. Normally, Gu Zheng's mother was in charge of cooking, and Gu Zheng was only in charge of washing dishes.

"What does it mean to start cooking suddenly? I just rarely do it well, and it's not like I can't."

The soup pot was gurgling and bubbling. Guzheng felt that she was underestimated, and said while cutting carrots, "My mother said before going out today that the food I cooked must not be as good as hers, so I bought some vegetables specially. When I come back, I plan to let her have a good understanding of reality after tasting it."

Having said that, a sneer appeared on her face.

If I'm not wrong, Auntie is simply too lazy to cook today, so she deliberately said such words to provoke you...

Guzheng should also know that this is the aggressive method, but this method is still tried and tested for her.

Han Zhou shook his head in his heart, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't your parents at home today?"

It is now 04:30. Usually, if it is not a business trip, one of Guzheng's parents is usually at home at this time. For example, yesterday, Guzheng's mother was cutting ribs in the kitchen right now.

"It is said that today is relatively busy, they can't leave, and they may not come back until six or seven o'clock."

Guzheng glanced at him, "By the way, my mother specifically ordered you to stay at my house for dinner today, and comment on who is better at cooking, me or her."

Han Zhou observed her chopping action, and found that this guy's knife skills are quite superb, and he cuts vegetables cleanly. It seems that he has practiced a lot, and the food he made must not be bad.

But he was not interested in being a referee, and the mother and daughter were not easy to mess with, so he shied away and said, "It's enough to have Uncle Gu as a referee, and I won't get involved."

"no!"

Guzheng let out a "heh" and curled her lips and said, "My father, that coward, will definitely favor my mother unconditionally. This kind of referee is useless. You are much more fair than him, and you will definitely praise me for making better food."

Han Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth: "The so-called justice in your mind is to favor you unconditionally, right..."

Guzheng rolled her eyes: "In short, you have to stay. I rarely cook. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. Don't regret it then."

"All right, all right, I didn't say I wouldn't stay, but I've always been unselfish and will never deliberately favor anyone. You have to be mentally prepared."

Han Zhou was not too polite, anyway, he often ate at Guzheng's house, so he was not embarrassed.

He boasted a few words righteously, saw that there was still an apron in the kitchen, and eagerly said: "Do you need help? Although my cooking skills are not as good as yours, I must be enough to help."

"It's very self-aware."

Gu Zheng bent her eyes and smiled, divided the cut vegetables into different plates, took off the bear apron, and said while washing her hands, "But no need, the soup takes a long time, so I have to make it in advance, the rest Don’t worry about the dishes, wait for my parents to come back soon, let’s take a rest first.”

Han Zhou had no choice but to give up.

The two walked out of the kitchen, Guzheng looked up at him for a while, and suddenly said with a look of disgust, "Can you take off this ugly pair of sunglasses?"

Wearing sunglasses in the room is really uncomfortable, Han Zhou took off the sunglasses honestly, and then asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you haven't laughed enough yesterday?"

"If you don't know a good heart, you deserve to be beaten by a woman." Gu Zheng lightly punched him on the arm and said angrily, "I want to see if your injury has become serious."

Han Zhou was stunned, and suddenly remembered that although the squad leader saw his panda eyes yesterday, although he couldn't stop laughing, he immediately applied a towel to his wound with a cold compress, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

However, when I thought of this guy continuing to laugh and take pictures with his mobile phone after finishing the cold compress, the emotion disappeared in an instant...

He shook his head and said, "It wasn't serious at first, otherwise I would have gone to the hospital yesterday, and I should be able to recover in a few days."

Zhong Yin's punch yesterday actually didn't use much strength. The main reason why he became like this was because of his poor health. Panda looked a little exaggerated, but he didn't actually suffer any serious injuries.

Otherwise, he might not have such a good temper at the time.

Moreover, this fist exchanged Zhong Ling's contact information, so it was a gain and a loss. Otherwise, it might not be easy to get close to that girl in a normal way. Now that the pair of sisters think they owe him once, why don't they let him decide?
Miss, you don't want people to know about your sister's beating, do you...

Gu Zheng obviously didn't believe Han Zhou's words. She stared at him for a while with a sullen face, then turned her head silently, shrugged her shoulders and walked into the bathroom, holding back a smile.

There are still words in his mouth: "Cold compress within 24 hours, puff, hot compress after 48 hours..."

Knowing that he couldn't persuade this guy, Han Zhou simply ignored him, sat down on the sofa, and noticed a photo album on the coffee table when he turned his head.

He suddenly became interested, and asked loudly: "Sir, can I take a look at this photo album?"

"Look, don't get me dirty."

A few seconds later, the sound of guzheng came from the bathroom, followed by the sound of water flowing, as if water was being released.

After getting permission, Han Zhou opened the photo album, and found that the photo album basically contained the photos of Guzheng when he was a child. He looked twelve or thirteen years old, and he should have just entered junior high school.

At that time, the guzheng still had long hair, two short ponytails, and a cute round face. In the photos, they were basically in the posture of arms crossed, and the expression on the face was reluctant. I like to take pictures.

Han Zhou was happy, and thought that the Guzheng must be very naughty at this time. His skin was already tanned at that time, and he probably often ran to the sun twice a day to play wildly.

Turning back is a photo of Guzheng growing up a little bit.

She still has long hair, but it is not tied into a ponytail, but spread out, and her eyes are not as wild as before. At first glance, she looks quite quiet.

Han Zhou looked at them one by one, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this guy is the kind of person who grew up beautiful since he was a child.

Most of the albums are personal photos of Guzheng, and there are also some group photos with his parents. It is worth mentioning that as he grows older, the reluctance on Guzheng’s face gradually disappears and gradually replaces it with a bright smile.

"This should be a photo from junior high school. Her hair is quite long. When did Guzheng cut her short hair..."

Han Zhou was a little curious, and continued to turn back, but until the end of the junior high school graduation photo, Guzheng still had long hair.

In his impression, Guzheng has had shoulder-length short hair since the first year of high school, which means that she cut her hair off during the summer vacation after graduating from junior high school.

The junior high school graduation photo took up a whole page of the album. In the photo, Guzheng was still smiling happily, her eyes bent into crescents, and she compared a pair of scissors to the camera.

But Han Zhou suddenly frowned.

Because what is shown in this photo is obviously not a happy scene.

As a group photo of dozens of people, this photo was taken on the long steps. The steps were densely packed with people, but Guzheng stood alone on the far left edge of the photo, unable to stand on the steps at all. I don't know if it was squeezed down by someone.

There is a space on the right step, but for some unknown reason, Guzheng didn't choose to stand there.

In addition, there was a full body distance between her and the nearest classmate, and there was an obvious gap in the middle, as if she didn't belong to this class.

Like a corner torn from some kind of white paper, it is white paper, but it can no longer be blended into the white paper.

Fortunately, Guzheng is not really alone. In the photo, there is a teacher standing beside her, but his expression looks helpless.

"What's the situation..."

Han Zhou looked a little lost, when he heard a proud voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Well, I look good with long hair, right?"

Looking back, Guzheng appeared behind the sofa at some point, holding a soaked towel in his hand, his arms were wet, and the dolphin pendant on his neck was shaking slightly.

"nice."

Han Zhou hurriedly nodded his head in praise, and added in a very witty way after speaking, "You look good with short hair now."

Guzheng was very happy, and then showed amazing jumping ability. She supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and easily came to Han Zhou's side with a spinning jump, and sat down without any effort.

She handed over the towel and asked with burning eyes, "Which one looks better?"

"Anyway, it's you, so there's no need to compete with yourself for first and second..."

Han Zhou sighed softly, and applied the soaked towel to his left eye, feeling much more comfortable in an instant.

The two fell silent.

Looking at the graduation photo, Han Zhou still couldn't help asking, "But why did you suddenly start to grow short hair?"

"If you want to ask why..."

Guzheng picked up the photo album, held her chin in her hands and thought about it seriously, brushed her messy hair behind her ears, her eyes bent into crescent moons, and showed a casual smile.

"Maybe it's because I don't look like a heroine."

(End of this chapter)