Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 8 Today Only
The air conditioner was still blowing out cold air. Mo Yixia was sitting at the desk, silently doing the answer questions on the examination paper. There were two glasses of freshly received ice water on the desk.

The tip of the pen lightly touched the paper, and the ink in the refill was consumed little by little. She wanted to open the curtains and look out the window several times, but her reason told her time and time again that the guy's method was impossible to succeed. Reality is not fiction, there is no It needs to be expected.

She understood a truth very early on, the best way to avoid disappointment is to never have any expectations, it is the easiest way to live.

And if she opened the curtains for no reason, it might arouse the dissatisfaction of her suspicious mother, so that she might be deprived of the freedom to open the curtains at will in the future.

But for some reason, even though she knew it was impossible, Mo Yixia's heart was disturbed. It was clear that talking to that guy before would not affect her ability to solve the problem, but now she couldn't concentrate.

It had been almost 10 minutes since that guy entered the bathroom, and she was considering whether to call him out, otherwise, in addition to the title of "long-lasting rice bucket" in the future, that guy might also bear the name of constipation.

While thinking wildly, Mo Yixia suddenly noticed that the brightness in front of her eyes seemed to have dropped a bit, and only when she looked up did she notice that the light outside the curtains was no longer so bright, but rather gloomy.

She froze for a moment, got up and pulled open the curtains.

As she thought, although she could still feel the roiling heat, the sun had disappeared, and the sky had become extremely gloomy, with a tendency to rain.

Unlike the gloomy sky, Mo Yixia's mood became much brighter, because such a sky meant that she had a reason to open the curtains.

She sat back on the chair, stuck her chin with one hand, and peeked out the window out of the corner of her eye.

At this moment, she happened to see a rope flying out from a certain position, rushing towards the safe on the far wall, and was about to "bite" the handle of the safe's lid.

It's a pity that the accuracy was still a little bit off. The hook on the rope didn't hook onto the handle successfully, and was pulled back by someone.

But despite the failure, this scene was still impactful enough to make Mo Yixia's eyes glaze over.

In her expectation, it should be difficult for that guy to throw the rope, let alone the position where it is difficult to exert force at the bathroom window. It's hard to throw the rope that far.

"I'm more professional than a cowboy."

Suddenly, what the guy said before leaving suddenly rang in her ears.

So in the following time, Mo Yixia was completely indifferent to the questions.

She was just pretending to write, but in fact all her attention was focused on the rope that kept being thrown and retracted outside the window.

Once, twice, three times...

She silently counted the number of times the rope was thrown, watching the opponent's failures again and again, and she still watched with relish. Although there is no expectation, there will be no disappointment, but sometimes it seems that a little expectation is not a bad thing.

After all, if a person can live, it is impossible to really have no expectations.

Maybe it will be successful...

As soon as this idea came up, Mo Yixia's heart suddenly trembled, and saw that at the eighth throw, the hook on the rope finally caught the handle of the safe firmly, and with a strong pull, the lid of the safe was successfully opened .

She was stunned.

But what made her even more sluggish was still behind. With the first success, Han Zhou seemed to have opened up the second vein of Ren and Du. The next time he pulled out the hook, he accurately hooked the switch. The rope stretched straight and he pulled it straight away. down.

At the same time, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the air conditioner that had been running all day suddenly stopped.

Succeeded?
Mo Yixia turned around abruptly, looked up at the camera that was no longer working, and suddenly felt a little relieved.

Not long after, Han Zhou came in hurriedly, sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he held the "flying claw" in his hand.

Mo Yixia watched him walk towards the window, and asked curiously: "You have already succeeded, what are you still doing with this thing?"

"Of course I tied you up."

Han Zhou glanced at her angrily first, and said while moving his sore arm, "Why are you suddenly so stupid, you have to put the lid on the safe again to call it a success, otherwise you will definitely be suspected by your mother, bathroom It’s too difficult to exert force here, so it’s easier to use it here.”

Despite his "dying" physical fitness, he was still exhausted. He still somewhat underestimated the difficulty of this operation. He almost broke his hand just now, but fortunately, it finally succeeded.

Mo Yixia didn't speak, but watched quietly as Han Zhou pushed open the window and threw the rope again and again. On the fifth attempt, he successfully hooked the hook to the handle of the safe, and pulled it to cover it.

"I'm exhausted."

After finishing all this, Han Zhou sat down on the ground. Because of the power outage, the air conditioner naturally couldn't work, so he is tired and hot now, not to mention uncomfortable.

Mo Yixia didn't know when he came to him, handed him a glass of ice water, and didn't know if it was a compliment: "You are indeed more professional than cowboys."

Han Zhou was out of breath, too tired to even say a word: "It's good to know, but do you remember what you said, this time I won, hurry up and give me ten laughs."

There was a sudden explosion in the sky, followed by the sound of pattering rain, it was raining.

It's a pity that even though it was raining, the temperature still didn't drop much, instead it became more and more stuffy.

Mo Yixia looked at him for a while, then slowly took off his mask, approaching him as if doing facial movements, and quickly squeezed out ten smiling faces, which seemed quite perfunctory.

But Han Zhou was satisfied, he didn't mention the real smile, the task was completed anyway, and he had to admit that this guy had a really good smile.

"That's all right?" Mo Yixia put on the mask again.

[Daily task 10 (Mo Yixia): Harvest the target ten smiling faces 10/1, get [-] point]

"Okay."

Han Zhou rested for a while, and suddenly asked, "Okay, the camera doesn't work now, what are you going to do next?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment, then replied, "Do the question."

"Do the questions?" Han Zhou's eyes widened. "I turned off the switch for what purpose, and you still want to do the questions?"

Mo Yixia shook her head: "The absence of a camera just means that my mother can't see what I'm doing, but it doesn't mean that she won't check the test paper when she comes back, so I still have to finish the test paper."

Han Zhou thought for a while: "Does that mean she only looks at the result and not the process?"

"At least in terms of learning."

"I knew it...Fortunately, I had expected it."

Han Zhou sighed and thought about it, "That's good, I'll help you with the rest of the test papers, but I'm leaving at four o'clock, so you can do whatever you want before that, why don't you go out and play?"

Mo Yixia was obviously taken aback: "What?"

Han Zhou thought she had some concerns, and explained earnestly: "Our handwriting is quite similar, I can just imitate it a little bit, and your mother shouldn't be able to find out."

"I mean, why are you helping me?"

"As you said, we have common interests, so I will help you this time, but only for today."

Han Zhou flexed his muscles, "From tomorrow onwards, I will be your tutor. Although I can help you to be lazy, it is impossible to deal with it casually in terms of study. Let's talk about this first, otherwise your mother will probably put me in the middle of the night." opened."

The air conditioner was no longer running, and the temperature in the room was rising. He was sweating all over, so he simply took out a book to fan himself.

Mo Yixia also took off her school uniform jacket, looked at him for a long time, and said suddenly: "I thought you were a good student who was obsessed with studying."

"A good student is not necessarily a good student, and a good student is not necessarily a good student. I am actually not a good student."

Han Zhou shrugged, got up and sat down at the desk, looked at the math test paper on the desk, he didn't bother to hide it now, and said in admiration, "Your math is really hard to explain, so I have to answer in the wrong direction... you want Going out to play?"

"It's definitely not possible to go out. Just because I don't have electricity at home doesn't mean there's no electricity outside. There are surveillance cameras in the community."

Although he said so, it sounds like this guy really wants to go out to play, Han Zhou thought of Mo Yixia's eyes when he closed the curtains before.

Mo Yixia didn't know what he was thinking, so he put the self-made "Flying Claw" in a box and put it away, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a knock on the doorbell.

Hearing the doorbell, Han Zhou was shocked instantly. He quickly got up and stood up. His heart rose to his throat. He swallowed and asked, "Could it be your mother who came back?"

After all, I just turned off the electric switch in someone's house, and it would be a lie to say that I have a guilty conscience.

Mo Yixia glanced at him, and walked out of the room unhurriedly to open the door: "My mother has the key, and she won't ring the doorbell when she comes back."

Han Zhou heaved a sigh of relief, followed quickly, and suddenly woke up again: "What about your father?"

Mo Yixia ignored him.

The door opened, and there was a fat man standing outside the door, nodding and bowing, claiming to be the property of the community.

Wiping his sweat, he said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Mo, the power system near the community has just had a problem, and it will probably stop for a while. I suggest you don't stay in the house, it's better to go out and find a cool place." place……"

Han Zhou's heart tightened. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so he was not afraid of being seen by the other party with his weird expression. He winked at Mo Yixia, who shook his head slightly, indicating that it had nothing to do with what he did just now.

She explained as if no one else was there: "I usually have very little time to use my mobile phone. If there are any notifications in the community, I will basically miss them, so there will be a property to remind me."

The fat man nodded repeatedly, and introduced himself with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, just call me Xiao Wu."

Seeing that Mo Yixia didn't respond, Han Zhou quickly expressed his thanks and said with a smile, "Thank you for reminding us, we know."

The fat man smiled unabated, nodded to Mo Yixia, and then trotted downstairs wiping his sweat, the flesh on his face trembling, looking rather funny.

The two watched him go, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a while, Han Zhou's eyes were dull and he said, "Did you hear that, the power went out?"

"Ah."

"It's really a power outage."

"Ah."

"Even if I didn't turn off the switch."

"Ah."

"So... my work was wasted just now?" Han Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Yes."

Mo Yixia nodded, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

It really was a waste of time.

Han Zhou sighed and asked, "Then do you want to go out?"

"of course."

The latter said calmly, "You can't live without an air conditioner in such a hot day, and my mother can't say anything when you go out in this situation, as long as you can finish the test papers on time."

Han Zhou heard the excitement in her voice, turned his head, and the other party's gaze just happened to be projected over, the smile in his eyes was not concealed, and there seemed to be some anticipation.

"You said that you want to help me with the test paper, it should be true, right?"

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this must be a real joke, if so, it would not be considered a waste of work.

Thinking of this, he also smiled.

"Only for today."

(End of this chapter)