Forced into a relationship

Han Zhou sang a few lines perfunctorily, and then continued shamelessly, "I've finished singing, and I think I've heard you say it, but I didn't hear it clearly. Tell me again."

This guy……

"Why are you always so thick-skinned at times like this?"

Mo Yixia turned her head away so as not to let the other person see the slightly raised corners of her mouth.

"It's not called being thick-skinned. It's just that I have a strong thirst for knowledge."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him and said calmly, "If the wish doesn't come true because it's spoken out, then you have to take full responsibility and help me realize it. Can you make such a promise?"

"Well..."

"Don't think too much. Even if you promise, I won't tell you. Wishes are personal expectations, and I hope to realize them myself."

After saying that, Mo Yixia put the black cat doll aside, stared at the small cake in her hand for a long time, then carefully divided it into two halves and handed one half to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou wondered, "Other people cut cakes left and right, why do you cut it up and down?"

He took the upper part of the cake, on which the words "Yixia" were clearly visible. "You can't dislike it just because the words are ugly, right?"

"My name is on this, I can't eat myself, can I?"

Mo Yixia held her chin with one hand and looked at him with a smile.

"So 'Yisha' belongs to you."

"You can't just eat it all."

Looking at Han Zhou's stunned expression, the smile on the girl's lips gradually widened.

Today's birthday is indeed a very shabby one.

A palm-sized cake, a half-lit candle that didn't light up, a worthless doll from a claw machine as a gift, a fool who needed to supplement his brain, and most of the steps required imagination...

But it's really strange.

It’s such a humble birthday, why is he so happy?

Mo Yixia put half a piece of cake into her mouth reluctantly.

The cake is very small, so small that you can eat it in one bite, but it is surprisingly delicious.

It’s a pity that it’s not convenient to ask Han Zhou if he has any jam left, otherwise I could secretly write this guy’s name on it before eating.

"How about it?"

Seeing the girl eating the cake, Han Zhou smiled and asked the original question again.

"Shabby."

Mo Yixia smacked her lips, wiped the cake crumbs from the corner of her mouth with a tissue, and gave the same answer as before.

But this time there is one more sentence at the end.

"But I like it very much."

I had been planning to finish this part in the last chapter, but then I thought that the plot on the birthday couldn't be skipped directly, so this chapter and the next one were added temporarily. After this plot, Mo Yixia's appearances will be relatively reduced, so it can be regarded as writing more about her. The following content still needs to be adjusted and modified, so it may be released a little later. Including tomorrow's total of 16,000, it will only be late, not in arrears.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 109 Mo Yixia is missing

After lunch, Han Zhou and his friend went to the haunted house according to their original plan.

Although she has experienced the feeling of "accelerated heartbeat", Mo Yixia still wants to go to the haunted house. After all, the opportunity is rare, and she wants to try more unknown things.

And summer is almost over.

I don’t know if the sun will still be so glaring at that time.

She glanced at Han Zhou beside her. This guy actually had some brains, which was unusual for him, and even knew to help her get the doll.

"You let these two dolls so close to each other, face to face, aren't you afraid that they might lead the children astray? You know, they are not wearing any clothes."

"Just don't lead me astray. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that dolls have to wear clothes."

Han Zhou replied unhappily, thinking that there were only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. He would rather die than change this guy's Fetion nickname.

Mo Yixia said disdainfully: "You can't even notice whether she's wearing clothes or not. Have you lost even the most basic sense of shame?"

"It seems to me that you have never had this thing before."

"..."

The two of them were bickering all the way, totally unaware that there were two sneaky figures following them.

"Hide now!"

Not far behind, Xiao Yuyan dragged Lin Anyu to the corner and said solemnly, "The girl next to Han Zhou should not be Zhong Ling, right?"

Lin Anyu looked annoyed: "I see you are not blind, it's obvious that you are not."

While speaking, he kept looking around nervously, afraid that a ferocious bald man would jump out from somewhere.

Damn it, is there an organization like the Bald Gang in this place? Hiss... Could Bai Tongtong's father be the leader of this organization...

Lin Anyu secretly thought that he was unlucky today, but he had already recognized that the girl next to Han Zhou was his student. The girl had very obvious features and seemed to like wearing a baseball cap and a mask, so she could be recognized at a glance.

As for this stupid tracking action, it was of course suggested by his bored cousin.

He originally wanted to stop it immediately, but then he thought it was inappropriate. After all, this guy was a fool. What if he suddenly ran up to Han Zhou's student and said something explosive like "I remember it wasn't this person yesterday, why did you change to this one?" Wouldn't that put Han Zhou in a very dangerous situation?

Although things may not turn out the way he imagined, it is not impossible for it to happen. For the sake of his good brother, he had to agree to follow. It was also a way to stabilize Xiao Yuyan first, which was better than letting her meet Han Zhou directly.

Besides, he was a little curious about the relationship between Han Zhou and his student.

Speaking of which, Han Zhou doesn’t usually wear a baseball cap. Could this hat be a gift from that girl?

Xiao Yuyan looked solemn. Her thoughts were actually similar to Lin Anyu's. They both wanted to find out the situation between Han Zhou and the girl.

As a staunch supporter of Zhong Ling, she personally prefers to see Han Zhou and Zhong Ling together. Although she has no say in such matters, and it can even be said that it has nothing to do with her, she still cares very much about the relationship between Han Zhou and the girl in the mask.

By the way, satisfy your gossip mentality.

And precisely because he knew her thoughts early on, Lin Anyu felt that this guy was bored to death. You don’t even know them well, so why do you care about their relationship status?

In this way, four people with their own thoughts set out on the road to the haunted house.

The haunted house was right where I got off the taxi before, and it wasn't long before I arrived there.

This haunted house was recently opened and is called "The Corpse Talking Village". It is a fairly common "Village in a Certain Village" series. The promotion is quite active, with words like "the most horrifying" and "terrifying" written on the poster as if they were free, and coupled with terrifying pictures, it really looks like the real thing.

Mo Yixia decided to come over and take a look because she received a flyer.

Probably because of the opening activities, many people came to challenge the haunted house. Seeing that they would have to wait for a while, Han Zhou and Mo Yixia found a place to sit down, watching with interest those people who escaped from the exit of the haunted house screaming.

Mo Yixia observed for a moment and asked, "Has the ratio of men to women in the haunted house always been so balanced?"

Han Zhou thought for a moment and replied, "I've only played it once, so I'm not sure. But many people who come to the haunted house want to find a partner with the opposite sex besides experiencing the excitement. If you think in this way, it's not hard to understand the balance between men and women. Besides, there's a Chinese Valentine's Day event going on recently."

The haunted house will also have a Qixi Festival discount.

Mo Yixia glanced at him and asked casually, “Who did you come with last time?”

"Lin Anyu, my friend."

"Oh."

Mo Yixia nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly became alert, saying, "By the way, you suddenly asked me to play this, are you also thinking of turning me into a partner?"

Han Zhou looked at her in shock, his mouth twitching as he said, "Wake up, you were the one who suggested the haunted house!"

"is it?"

Mo Yixia's face was not red, and her heart was not beating. "Why do I remember that you begged me to come? You also said that you wanted to feel the feeling of your heart beating faster."

Han Zhou was amazed: "You are so shameless."

Mo Yixia pretended not to hear and calmly changed the subject, "Have you heard of the suspension bridge effect?"

"I've heard it, and I roughly know what it means."

"The suspension bridge effect refers to the fact that when a person is crossing a suspension bridge with trepidation, his heart rate will involuntarily speed up. If he happens to meet another person at this time, he will mistakenly think that this accelerated heart rate is a physiological reaction caused by the other person making his heart beat faster, and thus develop feelings of love for the other person."

Mo Yixia looked at the men and women entering and leaving the haunted house and continued, "That is to say, dangerous or exciting situations can promote the relationship between two people, and the haunted house obviously has this property."

Han Zhou was a little curious and asked, "Is this feeling real or fake?"

"I'm not a psychologist, how would I know?" Mo Yixia glanced at him, "But do you think there is a possibility..."

"no way."

Han Zhou interrupted her in time and asked in confusion, "You came to the haunted house just to study the suspension bridge effect?"

Mo Yixia gave him a strange look: "Didn't I say that I want to experience the feeling of my heart beating faster."

Now you remember that you said this...

Han Zhou's face darkened. He had no way to deal with this guy, so he suggested: "You can try to do some strenuous exercise. Not only can you quickly experience the feeling of accelerated heartbeat, but it's also free."

"Your jokes are still so dull. If you say so, why do you have to find a boyfriend or girlfriend when you can do it yourself?"

Han Zhou didn't respond.

Mo Yixia glanced at him and suddenly said, “If you get scared later, you can hold my hand.”

Han Zhou was stunned, and said in an uncertain tone: "Shouldn't I be the one saying this?"

"Then tell me." The girl's tone sounded a little contemptuous.

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "If you get scared later...just shout Tiga loudly."

Mo Yixia didn't ask what Dijia was, but just sighed: "I know why my mother was so confident in handing me over to you."

Han Zhou was about to speak, but it was their turn to enter the haunted house, so the two looked at each other, took the flashlights from the staff, and walked into the haunted house with several other players.

In order to make players feel immersed in the story and feel scared from the beginning, most haunted houses have a rather thrilling opening speech at the beginning, which is to introduce the background of the story. However, Han Zhou didn't listen much. After all, a haunted house is not a puzzle. You can just run away when the time comes. There is no need to know the background.

He just told Mo Yixia that he and Lin Anyu had been to a haunted house once before. Of course, he didn't want to seek excitement, but Lin Anyu asked a few girls to go there that day, but he was not brave enough, so he had to ask him to "protect him".

But the embarrassing thing was that when leaving the haunted house, most of the girls came out holding Han Zhou's arms, and a few of them leaned against Lin Anyu because there was really no room around. Afterwards, many of them asked for Han Zhou's contact information, which made Lin Anyu depressed for a while.

After the NPC with horror makeup finished introducing the background of the story in a sinister tone, the room suddenly became dim, the dim lights in the corridor ahead flickered, and creepy music sounded.