Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 89 So I'm the second generation rich?
It seemed that Zhong Ling wanted to say a lot, seeing that it was still early, and both Han Zhou and Han Zhou were a little thirsty, so instead of continuing to the mobile phone shop, they found a milk tea shop nearby.

There were quite a few people sitting in the store, as expected, most of them were couples. When the two entered the door, they attracted a lot of attention. Han Zhou first asked Zhong Ling what he would like to drink, and then asked her to find a seat to sit down.

From the perspective of the clerk, the girl hadn't answered what she wanted to drink, but the boy walked over, as if it was just a symbolic question.

"Hello, please give me two iced Cokes, medium ones."

The clerk showed a polite smile and said, "Okay, two Cokes, what else do you need?"

"No thanks."

Han Zhou took out his mobile phone and prepared to pay.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The clerk nodded with a smile, but he was muttering in his heart, this boy is really handsome, but he is a bit stingy, and he didn’t hear the girl say that he wants to drink Coke just now, Coke should be the cheapest drink in the store, just order a glass Is milk tea bad?

Well, it seems that the family conditions are a bit difficult, and the screen of this guest's mobile phone is broken like this...

The customers in the store didn't pay much attention to this scene, even if they noticed it, they didn't take it seriously, but some people laughed contemptuously.

The sarcasm in the laughter was completely undisguised. Han Zhou's hearing is excellent now, and he can hear the conversation in the distance. He knows that the laughter is aimed at him, but he doesn't care.

Like Gu Zheng, he doesn't care much about other people's opinions, let alone such childish ridicule, otherwise he would have changed his phone long ago.

Zhong Ling wanted to drink Coke to save money, but he chose Coke simply to quench his thirst. If he could order water, he would have asked for a glass of water just now.

He can roughly understand the mind of the mocker, maybe he thinks he is too poor and Coke is too cheap, but he really doesn't understand what is there to compare with drinking milk tea, who has a higher incidence of diabetes?
With a calm demeanor, he paid with the phone with the broken screen. Han Zhou returned to his seat, put the phone on the table, and checked for any new messages.

Zhong Ling took out the mobile phone with the broken screen from the small cloth bag, put it on the table without hesitation, folded his hands on his lap, and asked softly: "Student, how much is the Coke, I will transfer it to you." you."

Han Zhou smiled and said, "No need, it's only a few dollars, treat it as my treat."

Zhong Ling shook her head and said seriously: "No, my sister said that you don't get rewarded for meritorious service, and you can't let others treat you casually, even if it's cheap."

Zhong Yin did say something similar, but the wording was a lot harsher. The generalized meaning was roughly "to be courteous for nothing, to rape or steal". Not be rewarded".

Han Zhou laughed and said, "It's just a cup of Coke, what kind of salary is this, it's just a return gift when you invited me and Yixia to dinner last time."

Zhong Ling still shook her head: "That meal was originally used by my sister to apologize, and there is no need to return the gift."

"Then take it as a return gift for the plums you gave us."

"That's my wish, and it's my personal apology, and there's no need to reciprocate."

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "There's no need to calculate so clearly..."

Zhong Ling explained: "My sister said that if you don't want to be harassed by strangers, you have to understand everything as much as possible when getting along with people."

That guy Zhong Yin, he just counted his interpersonal relationship as an account, why did he teach this to his senior sister...

Han Zhou complained in his heart, but it's not incomprehensible. It's similar to using the word "roll" to refuse all strike-ups. This is also a stupid way to avoid most troubles, but it's too blunt.

It’s not that this is necessarily bad, it’s just that it will probably be very tiring, and it will inevitably give people a feeling of being inaccessible. I believe that no one likes to get along with a "careful" person.

Han Zhou didn't hide his thoughts, and said, "I don't think what Sister Yin said is necessarily right, and we are not strangers anymore, so it's not surprising that friends invite each other occasionally."

Zhong Ling blinked her eyes, seemed a little hesitant, and asked in surprise, "Are we friends?"

Han Zhou's eyes widened: "Isn't it?"

This question is kind of hurtful.

"No, that's not what I meant."

Zhong Ling realized that Han Zhou had misunderstood, and quickly explained, "I regard you as a friend, but I'm just worried that you don't think so. Just now I was wondering if you would be angry if I suddenly told you about me. After all, we are only the first We have met three times, and we are not considered acquaintances..."

Han Zhou was taken aback, and then he couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that the other party had similar concerns to his own, so that he was a little preoccupied.

However, their relationship is indeed very strange. They have only met for the third time, but they get along quite well. Maybe this is the so-called compatibility of sex?
"Of course I won't be angry, but I'm actually a little curious. Why is the senior sister willing to tell me such an important past? Sister Yin didn't plan to tell me before. As you said, we only met for the third time, so it's not bad. Go to an acquaintance."

Han Zhou was a little puzzled by this.

"Because I think we are destined."

Zhong Ling smiled, and said with some embarrassment, "I know that my voice is too low to be heard, but you can hear it clearly. This is a very miraculous thing. I think the reason must not only be your good hearing. Simple."

After Han Zhou left that day, she and Zhong Yinsi thought about it, and still didn't think that anyone's hearing could be so good, but the facts were in front of her and she couldn't believe it. She didn't know what her sister thought, but she took it as a It is a kind of fate.

"And you see."

The girl pushed the phone forward, put it side by side with Han Zhou's phone, and smiled, "The cracks on our two phones are very similar, although they are not exactly the same, but do they look like the palm prints of both hands?" ?”

Han Zhou was taken aback. He hadn't noticed it before, but after Zhong Ling's reminder, he found that not only the broken areas of the two phones were the same, but even the lines of the cracks were almost the same. He was stunned for a while.

It's really like...

You must know that this is not a man-made crack, but an accident. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a kind of fate.

He was surprised: "Senior sister has already discovered this?"

"Yes, so I thought it was amazing when we first met."

"It's really amazing..."

Han Zhou nodded in agreement, and asked curiously, "Why is senior sister's phone broken?"

"I fell on the subway."

"What a coincidence? My phone was also dropped on the subway."

Han Zhou looked at Zhong Ling in surprise, and seeing the gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help asking, "Do you really believe in fate?"

"I don't believe it, fate should be impermanent, but I think fate may exist, what do you think?"

"Me?" Han Zhou thought for a while, "I don't really believe it."

But thinking about it carefully, the encounter between him and Zhong Ling really had some sense of fate in it.

If it wasn't for taking Mo Yixia out, he probably would never have gone to that remote small square in his life, and naturally he would not have found the bell on that day.

Of course, they went to the same university, so it might not be impossible for them to meet in school in the future, but if they could meet in such a remote place in advance, it seems that there is no problem with fate.

When we met for the second time, the random state he refreshed was "resignation to fate". The word itself is very interesting, and the modified state can just be used to hear the sound of the bell, which is also a kind of fate.

But to put it bluntly, fate is actually a very subjective thing. If you want, two people can force it to be fate by blinking at the same time, but if you don't want to, it's bad luck for two people to spend the night together.

For most people, the word "destined" may exist, but it is often only applied to outstanding people. In TV dramas, Wannian has always been used to describe handsome men and beautiful women. An ugly man and an ugly woman share the last train. I am afraid that no one will regard this as a kind of destiny.

Even something as illusory as fate ultimately depends on people's self-cognition.

But even though he didn't really believe it, after all, even unimaginable things like time travel and the status bar appeared on him, so compared to before, Han Zhou still had a little more awe of the unknown.

This thought made him think too far, Han Zhou came back to his senses, saw Zhong Ling laughing and said, "Indeed, at first glance, my junior doesn't look like someone who believes in these things."

At the same time, the clerk just brought two cups of Coke and put them on the tables of Han Zhou and Zhong Ling respectively, and there was an extra cup of milk tea on the latter's table.

"This is..." Zhong Ling was a little puzzled.

Han Zhou knew that the clerk couldn't hear her, so he stopped him and asked, "What's the meaning of this cup of milk tea?"

The clerk stopped and said with a smile, "A customer ordered this for this customer."

Zhong Ling was slightly taken aback, pushed the milk tea away, and shook her head lightly.

Han Zhou said, "Sorry, my friend said he doesn't like drinking this, please take it away."

The clerk was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "The customer said that if he didn't like it, he could choose another flavor. He can drink whatever he wants, and he will pay for it."

Zhong Ling frowned slightly.

Han Zhou's tone became a little more serious, and he said, "I told you, my friend doesn't like to drink milk tea, and she doesn't need anything from strangers, please take this away now."

"But everything has been made, so someone has to drink it? This is our signature milk tea, you can try it..."

"This is not something we should consider. You can drink it yourself."

The clerk was a little hesitant, so Han Zhou continued to say, "Forget it, don't bother you, let's change places."

After saying that, he and Zhong Ling got up with Coke at the same time, and were about to walk to the door.

Han Zhou's hearing is very good now. Of course he knows that the boys sitting near the door did it. Although he didn't deliberately listen to it just now, he roughly knows what their purpose is, nothing more than wanting to appear in front of beautiful women. It's all about showing off, and by the way, you can also push him.

However, what Zhong Ling dislikes the most is this kind of people who don't have anything to do, and she has heard those laughter before, and she can roughly guess what those people mean, and she is very angry about it.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, the boy at the door couldn't sit still anymore, and said with a cunning face, "The phone is still in use after it's rotten like that, it's really economical, but let's forget about grievances, and don't allow my girlfriend to have a drink." More expensive milk tea?"

This size is in a bad mood.

He had just been cheated, not to mention how bad he was. Seeing that Qixi Festival was approaching, sitting in a milk tea shop full of lovers was already uncomfortable, and recalling the scene of being cheated was even more uncomfortable. He was complaining to his good brothers , who would have seen Han Zhou and Zhong Ling suddenly.

I spend a lot of money every day to treat my ex-girlfriend as a princess and let people run away, but now I see such an innocent and beautiful girl who is willing to drink the cheapest coke with the poor boy, and then I think of my ex-girlfriend who only drinks the most expensive one every time Milk tea, Cuntou suddenly gritted his teeth, and his mind was very unbalanced.

Of course, he didn't feel that he was envious, jealous, or even had the slightest thought of poaching the wall, but that he simply wanted to help that girl get out of the sea of ​​suffering and recognize the differences between people.

Of course he didn't know that the buddy who greened him back then had the same idea.

Han Zhou knew that the prairie had just grown on Cuntou's head, so he couldn't help but look at the top of this guy's head with pity, but he was too lazy to talk to this kind of person, and walked to the door with the bell.

Cun Tou felt that he was being ignored, he was very embarrassed, and suddenly became more irritable, and for a moment he tried to hold Zhong Ling's hand in vain, and said: "I have no other intentions, I just want to treat you to a milk tea.

Han Zhou reacted quickly, grabbed his wrist with astonishing strength, and said with a smile: "If you are so generous, you can buy everyone present a drink."

The inch head hurt so much that he was sweating coldly, but it was not easy to shout in front of so many people, so he bit the bullet and sneered, "Why should I listen to you?"

He originally thought that this guy would confront him, but unexpectedly, the other party let go of his hand in the next second, and took the girl out of the milk tea shop, and the latter didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, a tall boy walked into the milk tea shop, turned his head to observe something from time to time, and sat down on the seat where Cun Tou and the others were, expressing amazement.

The milk tea shop was quiet for a while, and then there were whispers.

The tall boy had a loud voice, and he quickly realized that the atmosphere was not right. Seeing many people sneaking glances at him, he couldn't help asking curiously, "What's wrong?"

One felt ashamed, glanced at Cun Tou, and quickly explained the situation just now.

The tall boy was stunned for a while, his expression became more and more weird, and then he looked at Cun Tou with a stupid look: "You don't really think that he has no money, do you?"

What do you mean?
His voice was so loud that everyone in the milk tea shop looked at him and pricked up their ears.

Cun Tou frowned and said angrily, "What do you want to say?"

The tall boy sighed, "I bet that guy's clothes cost at least 3000 yuan, and his sunglasses seem to be famous brands. He is probably a rich second generation. He wears cheap pants and shoes just to pretend to be poor. You pretend to be poor in front of others." What is it?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, Cun Tou was stunned for a moment, and said unwillingly: "Then he has a rotten mobile phone..."

"What do you know, doesn't that girl also have a bad phone? Others probably just don't want to pursue girls as rich second generations, and even if they don't have money, they are handsome enough."

After a pause, the tall boy hated iron for being weak, "I wanted to talk about you before, your ex-girlfriend just used you as a cash machine, and reminded you that you turned against me every time, how is the result now? "

"What did you say!"

Cun Tou was furious, his face turned blue and white, mainly because this guy's voice was too loud, and everyone present probably heard what he said just now.

The tall boy is an upright guy. He didn't realize that his voice was loud, and said earnestly: "Why are you in a hurry with me? I want you to learn the lesson from this time, and don't live like a licking dog in the future, and don't be so Childish, what happened just now was not polite at all, and that girl didn't come alone, didn't you poach a corner by doing this?"

He glanced at the rest of the people, and said dissatisfied: "By the way, why didn't you stop him?"

The scars were uncovered inch by inch, and Cuntou felt that everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on him. Feeling ashamed and indignant for a moment, he grabbed the tall boy by the collar and roared.

"Grass your mother, do you want to fight! Who the hell is licking the dog!"

The tall boy was stunned for a moment, and then he became angry. Damn this guy has never listened to others, and never knows how to reflect on himself. Since he feels that the truth is harsh, then he is too lazy to say anything.

He took a deep breath: "Let go of your hand."

"Apologize."

"I'm telling the truth, why do you have to apologize? I tell you to let go of your hand."

Cun Tou desperately wanted to save face, how could he obediently let go after being stared at by so many people, and shouted: "I'm fucking asking you to apologize!"

The tall boy couldn't take it anymore, he pushed the guy down on the seat, straightened his collar and left cursing.

His voice was still undisguised, so that everyone present could hear the last words clearly.

"What an idiot, no wonder you were green."

(End of this chapter)