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"Of course." Han Zhou thought for a moment and said with a smile, "In fact, you don't have to keep asking if it's okay. Just answer your thoughts directly. After all, you told me about your past. In return, I should tell you about my past, right?"
He made a joke.
Zhong Ling was stunned, and quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, that's what I wanted to say, no need to return the gift."
Han Zhou was amused. This senior was a little too serious. He couldn't help laughing and said, "This is what I wanted to say. Don't you want to listen?"
"I want to hear..."
Zhong Ling was quite honest and lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.
As two people who were destined to be together, she certainly wanted to know about Han Zhou's past, but she was too embarrassed to ask.
Han Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll start from my childhood."
"Uh-huh."
Zhong Ling sat upright, a look of curiosity on his face, listening attentively.
After a brief silence, Han Zhou spoke.
"My mother passed away not long after I was born."
His first words made Zhong Ling freeze in her tracks, and she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."
Han Zhou's emotions, which had just been brewing, were interrupted, and he wondered, "Why do you have to say sorry?"
"me……"
Zhong Ling was speechless for a moment. She felt very guilty. Her junior had never seen his mother since he was born, but she had just been praising his mother and the happiness of the family without considering the other party's feelings at all. It was really wrong.
Han Zhou didn't know what she was thinking, so he just said helplessly: "There's no need to say sorry. What you need to do now is to be a good listener and don't interrupt me casually."
"sorry!"
Zhong Ling quickly covered her mouth and looked at the other person carefully. She suddenly felt a little frustrated and her back became less straight. She was actually taught a lesson by her junior...
Han Zhou recalled: "I have never seen my mother since I was a child. I have only seen her in photos. It has always been Han... my father who has taken care of me. He can't be said to be bad to me. He would give me whatever I wanted, but that's all."
"Although he never said it explicitly, my father has hinted more than once that my birth caused my mother's death. Perhaps because of this, there is almost no father-son affection between us. Every day we spend time together is like clocking in at work. He often drinks, and I don't know when he got addicted to gambling. It was okay at first, but then it got out of control. He lost more and more, and I couldn't persuade him. From then on, debt collectors came to our door every day, forcing us to move frequently."
"My childhood was basically spent in constant moving. I changed several schools in the middle, so I had almost no acquaintances. My dad never went to the parents' meeting. I relied on myself to sign the exam. Fortunately, I I have been more mature since I was a child, and I know the importance of learning, so I don’t care about these things, and I have been studying hard.”
Han Zhou's voice was not loud, just loud enough for Zhong Ling to hear clearly. He didn't want irrelevant people to listen to his past.
In fact, he seldom mentioned his past to others, and few people asked about it on weekdays. Even if someone did, they would at most ask what his parents did. No one would dig deep into each other's past, so to date, only Gu Zheng and Lin Anyu knew the specific situation of his family.
These two guys asked this question after being persistent, otherwise Han Zhou would not have mentioned it. He did not like the feeling of "selling misery". As for why he took the initiative to tell Zhong Ling, the reason might be as the other party said, that there is a connection between them. Since everyone is miserable, then if you say something out loud, it will not be considered selling misery.
Han Zhou laughed in his heart and continued, "Although my father is a gambler, he is not completely rotten. He can always give me money for school and has always tried his best to meet my needs. In fact, I am still very grateful for his kindness in raising me. I can't give up this kindness. I plan to repay him when I grow up."
"But one day in my second year of high school, he abandoned me and ran away."
Seeing the other person's calm and carefree expression, Zhong Ling suddenly felt sad and said in a heavy voice: "He is too irresponsible to even abandon his child..."
Han Zhou smiled indifferently: "He's not that irresponsible. He left me some money before he left. Although it's not much, it at least shows that he didn't just run away. Besides, there's nothing wrong with living alone. At least it's much more comfortable."
Living alone?
Zhong Ling was a little confused and thought that Han Zhou had made a slip of the tongue. She asked carefully, "Has he ever come back since then?"
"No, but the debt collectors came a few times."
Han Zhou spoke with a smile, as if he was talking about someone else's experience.
Zhong Ling looked sad: "Then you and Yixia are so pitiful. In order to take care of Yixia, your future life must be very hard. You have to go to school and support the family at the same time, just like your sister."
Yixia?
Han Zhou was stunned. It was over. I seemed to have forgotten to add Mo Yixia into the story...
Seeing that Zhong Ling had imagined some plot and looked so sad, he felt a little embarrassed and said after hesitating for a while: "Um...Senior sister, there is something I want to tell you..."
"what's up?"
Zhong Ling was immersed in a sad atmosphere at the moment. Hearing this, she looked at him curiously, her clear eyes full of sadness and sympathy.
Han Zhou hesitated and said, "This matter is a bit sudden. I hope you won't be angry after I tell you."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Zhong Ling seemed to understand something: "Let me make it clear first, if you want to confess your feelings, then I will not agree..."
Han Zhou almost spit out the Coke in his mouth when he said this. What kind of train of thought was this? How could this be a confession?
"Senior, are you serious?"
His eyes widened. He didn't expect Zhong Ling to be so good at joking.
"Isn't that a confession?"
Zhong Ling reacted and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I really can't think of anything else that would make you angry besides confessing your love..."
She tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Have you ever lied to me before?"
Han Zhou was shocked. Are women's intuitions always so accurate?
And she can ask such a question. It seems that being deceived will really make her angry...
He said with a stiff upper lip: "I'm sorry, senior sister, I did lie to you about one thing."
"what's up?"
"Yixia and I are not actually siblings..."
"Are they siblings?"
What the hell are brothers and sisters...
"Not really. I'm an only child. I've been living alone since my father passed away. Yixia is my friend..."
In the next minute, Han Zhou honestly explained the relationship between him and Mo Yixia, and the reason why Mo Yixia pretended to be his sister.
Zhong Ling suddenly realized and said seriously: "You guessed right, the elder sister really likes the role of the younger sister. After you left, she kept saying that Yixia is very cute. In fact, I think so too."
After knowing that guy's true nature, you won't find her cute anymore...
Han Zhou smiled bitterly in his heart. Seeing the faint smile on the other person's face, he said in surprise: "Isn't Senior Sister angry? After all, I lied to you..."
"I'm not angry. I've always thought that your relationship is weird, not like siblings, so I'm just a little surprised." Zhong Ling smiled, "Actually, I'm quite happy."
"Happy? Why?"
"Because if you really had a younger sister, then you would be more similar to your older sister, both of you being the eldest son and daughter who lost their parents to support the family. That would make you two seem more destined to be together, but it's different now."
Zhong Ling blinked.
Han Zhou was dumbfounded: "Can you understand it this way?"
"Can't……"
Zhong Ling wanted to ask "Is it not possible?", but after thinking about it, she changed her mind and said with some lack of confidence, "Of course, of course..."
Han Zhou was happy, but suddenly thought of a troublesome matter, and said distressedly: "Senior sister, you have a good temper and can forgive me, but Sister Yin will definitely be very angry. I want to confess to her, can you help me say a few good words then?"
"Of course, but my sister is not that scary. Your expression is very rude now." Zhong Ling raised her eyebrows and said seriously, "As long as you apologize sincerely, she will definitely forgive you, but you can't lie to us again in the future."
"Impolite? What's my expression now?"
"Um……"
Zhong Ling pondered for a moment and said uncertainly, "It's like your expression that you're doomed if your sister finds out about this..."
Han Zhou was stunned. He really thought so just now, but of course he couldn't admit it. He said sincerely, "No, I will call and confess now. If there is any problem, you must help me."
"Okay, keep going!" Zhong Ling showed an encouraging look.
Han Zhou called Zhong Yin.
At this moment, Zhong Yin was repairing the car with sweat all over her forehead. She knew that her sister was with Han Zhou and something might go wrong, so she kept her cell phone by her side and took off her gloves to answer the call as soon as she heard the ringtone.
"Hey?"
Han Zhou took a deep breath and said, "Sister Yin, it's me. I want to confess something to you. I hope you won't be angry."
Zhong Yin frowned, thinking that something had happened to his sister, and asked coldly: "What do you mean, what did you do to my sister?"
No, what did I do to your sister?
Han Zhou complained in his heart, and quickly comforted her: "It has nothing to do with senior sister. We are in the milk tea shop now. I didn't do anything, and she didn't do anything either."
Zhong Yin glanced at Feixin and saw that his sister had just sent a coded message to indicate that she was safe. He was relieved and said calmly, "I'm glad you're okay. Then just confess."
"Oh, right." She suddenly lowered her voice, "Xiaoling likes sweets, but she definitely can't bear to buy them. Find a chance to buy her some, milk tea, cake, etc. Don't tell her it was me who said that. I'll transfer the money to you later."
"it is good."
Han Zhou felt the soft spot in his heart being touched, and asked tentatively, "Then can you promise not to be angry after I confess?"
“No.” Zhong Yin didn’t even bother to answer him.
"Being angry is bad for your health."
"Then I'll try not to be angry. Go ahead."
"The thing is like this..."
Han Zhou was at fault first, so he naturally felt guilty. He first honestly confessed the fact that he had deceived the other party, then apologized sincerely, and promised that he would never do it again, only asking the other party to forgive him.
During this period, Zhong Ling kept holding the Coke cup and looking at him encouragingly. She felt that her sister would definitely forgive her junior.
It's a pity that things backfired.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Zhong Yin's sneer was heard as if squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Haha, you're dead."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 92 A tacit understanding
Zhong Yin was obviously very angry about being deceived. Fortunately, Zhong Ling pleaded for her, so she compromised with a sneer, saying that Han Zhou could die later, and then hung up the phone.
Han Zhou and his friend left the milk tea shop with the unfinished Coke. When they left the house, Zhong Ling kept comforting Han Zhou, saying that her sister was just harsh in words and was not actually that angry with him.
Han Zhou was of course aware of this. If Zhong Yin was really angry, then given her personality she probably wouldn't say to him "You're dead". Instead, she would just let Zhong Ling leave, and the two sisters would never have any contact with him again.
From this perspective, the relationship between the two has improved. At least they are no longer strangers who can sever their ties at any time. Since that guy likes to settle ties so much, he probably hasn't forgotten that he owes me a favor.