Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 52 I hope it will be a novel

The afternoon sun was particularly glaring.

The sky is as blue as washing, and there is no cloud to be seen. The sun pours down, climbs into the house through the gaps between the potted plants on the window sill, and then penetrates the mosquito curtain, and falls on the silver wind chimes hanging above the bed.

There was no wind around, and the wind chime beside the bed was silent, glowing slightly under the shredded sunlight, allowing the scorching air to flow slowly around.

There was a mat on the bed, and beside the pillow lay quietly a mobile phone with a half-broken screen. The screen suddenly lit up and a new message popped up.

Not long after, Zhong Ling, who had just finished drying the clothes, opened the door with her mobile phone, and hurriedly ran to Zhong Yin, who was busy repairing the motorcycle at the back of the room.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Zhong Yin didn't stop moving his hands, and said without raising his head: "I've told you many times, I told you to slow down, there may be gasoline on the ground, be careful of slipping."

Zhong Ling lowered her head slightly, looked at the message on the phone, and opened her mouth: "Sister, he said he is free this afternoon."

Even when facing her own sister, her voice was still very soft, but fortunately, it was not so loud that it could barely be heard if she listened carefully.

Zhong Yin listened attentively, and frowned, "What does that guy mean, the meeting is private?"

"I don't know, he just said he wanted to see us."

With a soft voice, Zhong Ling picked up a towel beside her to help her sister dry off the sweat from her head, and gently wiped off the oil on her face.

Zhong Yin hesitated for a while: "Go to the bag under my cabinet and get 1000 yuan. When he comes, give it to him. Just treat it as compensation for the last time I hit him, and then let him go."

When it came to 1000 yuan, there was a hint of heartache on her expression, but because she buried her head, her sister didn't see this scene.

There was a trace of hesitation in Zhong Ling's clear eyes: "No...won't you apologize to him?"

She felt that beating someone was bad, but she should have apologized that day, but she didn't know why the matter was pushed to a later stage to solve it.

"You don't need to apologize, that guy dared to lie to you as a deaf-mute. It's disgusting. If you didn't feel guilty, I wouldn't even give you the 1000 yuan." Zhong Yin didn't hide the disgust in his tone.

"But he didn't say that he was a deaf-mute, I mistakenly thought..."

"This can be said to be a misunderstanding, so why did he come to talk to you? In short, that guy has a sneaky look, and he must have no good intentions. Just give him the money, don't talk to him too much, and remember to block him afterwards."

Zhong Ling quietly listened to her sister's words, even if she felt it was wrong, she didn't object, and said obediently: "Then I'll wait for them at the alley later, pay them, block them, don't talk too much... what else should I pay attention to?" ?"

"They?" Zhong Yin's hands paused, and he frowned, "Is there anyone else coming with him?"

Did this guy call someone to come over for revenge?
Zhong Ling also felt a little strange, looked at the message on the phone, and replied: "He said there was a girl who came with him."

……

The taxi stopped near Linshui Bridge.

After getting out of the car, Mo Yixia couldn't keep his eyes open due to the glare of the sun, but Han Zhou, who was wearing sunglasses, obviously didn't need to worry about this problem, and looked directly at the sun for a while quite proudly.

Mo Yixia ignored this stupid behavior.

Han Zhou looked at the sweat on the girl's forehead and asked, "Actually, I'm curious. It's fine at home in this weather. Isn't it hot to wear a mask and hat outside?"

"hot."

Mo Yixia glanced at him, asking this kind of nonsense, is it because he didn't eat fish today?

"Then why do you still have to wear it? I can understand the mask, at least you can take off the hat."

Mo Yixia didn't answer, but asked instead: "Are you hot now?"

"hot."

"Then why don't you take off your pants?"

"..."

Han Zhou's expression froze.

He originally wanted to try to ask Mo Yixia the reason for wearing a peaked cap all the time, but his intuition told him that it was not the same reason as wearing a mask, but he was choked by this answer and was speechless for a long time.

The two walked under the shadow of the eaves, avoiding the sun and walking towards the small square.

After walking for a while, Han Zhou was still a little worried, and asked, "Is it really okay for you to follow me out like this?"

This guy insisted on coming out with him after eating, the reason was as psychological compensation for her "temporary loss of father", but he ran out without even attending the afternoon class, I don't know if he didn't take Jiang Baiqian seriously I still plan to let him take the blame again.

"no problem."

Mo Yixia said calmly, "Today is my day off, my mother allowed me to come out with you for a while, so I am yours now, you are fine, but you must take responsibility, remember to see me off before five o'clock go home."

Han Zhou automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, wondering, "Since when did your mother become so talkative?"

He was thinking about another question in his mind.

In fact, from many perspectives, the relationship between him and Mo Yixia has obviously been improved. It can be seen from the fact that this guy's nonsense is getting smoother and smoother, but why hasn't there been more status on the other party? What about information?

Could it be that he felt wrong?

Mo Yixia explained: "As I said, my mother is a result-oriented person. I have made great progress because of the result. She is very satisfied, and naturally she is full of confidence in the process that you can teach me well. Therefore, as long as I In the name of studying well, and in your name, she will make some not-too-excessive demands, even if she is unhappy, she will be satisfied, such as letting me rest for half a day when today's exam is over."

"On my behalf?"

Han Zhou's face darkened, and he grasped the key point in this sentence in an instant.

He suddenly remembered that when Mo Yixia called at noon, it was Jiang Baiqian's mobile phone. They should be together at that time. Could it be that time?
"I told my mother, you said that studying requires a combination of work and rest, and that rest after major exams is necessary. You and the girl named Guzheng have been doing this all the time. She agreed as soon as she heard this, but only for today. Can."

After a pause, Mo Yixia continued, "Actually, I don't hate her as much as you think. This is a world that focuses on results, and I also don't like people who are keen on learning and fantasizing. Once something is achieved in the future, people will Take this past as a good story, and praise that this person has been full of whimsical ideas since he was a child; and if this person fails to achieve anything in the future, then everyone will blame it on his lack of business since he was a child."

"Winners repent because they know their mistakes and can improve a lot, but losers repent because they knew it before, so why bother to use the results to judge the process. The process with good results is commendable, and the process with poor results is thought-provoking. Therefore, the former often becomes an anecdote of celebrities. , the latter becomes a fable."

Han Zhouxin said that it was indeed the case. Most people pay more attention to the result. This is undeniable. Whether some behaviors are wishful thinking or ingenuity, in the end often only depends on the result of this matter.

But Mo Yixia talked too much today, and she even took the initiative to mention her views on her mother, which is really rare...

He took the topic and couldn't help joking: "Then do you think the story between the two of us will become a celebrity anecdote or a fable in the future?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment: "It will become a joke."

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "You scolded yourself, even if it can't be a celebrity anecdote, can't it be a fairy tale or something?"

Mo Yixia's tone was light, but it was not difficult to hear the disdain in the words: "In fairy tales, will there be a man who takes a woman with an ambiguous relationship to meet another woman?"

Han Zhou almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "Our relationship is not ambiguous at all! Also, it's clear that you were the one who stalked me, not me who brought you here!"

Mo Yixia pretended not to hear.

Seeing that she was silent, Han Zhou suddenly had an idea and asked, "By the way, what do you think we are related to now?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a while: "Let's think about it, using interests as the bond of relationship, secretly carrying out dirty deals behind the back of parents, and being forced to satisfy the perverted desire to smile at you dozens of times a day... …so our relationship now is…”

She pondered for a moment, "Underground lover?"

What an underground lover!
As soon as Han Zhou heard the beginning, he knew that this guy couldn't say anything good, so he asked with a dark face, "Be serious!"

Mo Yixia turned her head, pursed her lips, and seemed to smile.

However, she had laughed ten times today, and there would be no more task reminders, and because she was wearing a mask, Han Zhou didn't know she was laughing.

Mo Yixia remained silent, but suddenly stopped, and raised her hand as if she wanted to touch the leaves above her head, but the distance was a little short, and she couldn't touch it without jumping up.

Just at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew past, rustling the leaves and raising her waist-length hair.

Fragmented sunlight, floating leaves, and a girl with flying hair, if there is a painter present, such scenery will definitely be drawn into the painting.

The branch was pushed down by the wind, Mo Yixia stood on tiptoe, just grabbed a leaf, and then let go of her hand and stood up again, her eyes were bent, as if she was satisfied with this.

Han Zhou watched the scene quietly, waiting for the other party's answer.

"If you have to talk about an exact relationship...then we should be considered friends."

The girl straightened her school uniform and made a calm voice, "But I always thought it was obvious, don't you think so?"

"real or fake?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a while, it's a friend, why don't you show me the status bar!

"It's true. Of course, if you want to maintain the relationship between the perverted teacher and the innocent high school girl, then it's not impossible."

"Please let go of the innocent high school girl..."

"..."

Perhaps it was because of the feelings in their hearts, the two of them stopped talking.

Han Zhou raised his hand and easily reached the leaves above his head. He didn't feel anything special. He didn't quite understand why Mo Yixia showed a satisfied expression just now.

Mo Yixia glanced at him, then raised his head to look at the sky, even though it was blocked by lush branches and leaves, the sun was still dazzling, the sun was hot, as if telling that such a hot summer would never end.

But summer always ends.

She is friends with this guy now, because the summer is not over yet, but what about after summer?

Although the purpose of the other party is still unclear, this relationship will eventually end at the end of summer.

When the tutor relationship disappears, if the connection of interests is cut off, when they meet again in the future, will they occasionally greet each other with "cowboy" and "agent" like now, or will they just pass by?
The leaves rustled, and she suddenly remembered the guy's question not long ago——

"Then do you think the story of the two of us will become a celebrity anecdote or a fable in the future?"

She felt bad about it.

Whether it is an anecdote, a fable, or a fairy tale, it is too short.

If possible, she hopes that the story of the two will be a novel.

A very long novel that can stay in the summer forever.

(End of this chapter)