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"So you didn't hear anything!"
Gu Lang covered his chest in pain, "I don't want you to like that boy at all, but the problem is that anyone can see that you like him, otherwise why do you think we would indulge that boy and stay with you?"
He felt that there were some things he needed to make clear to this silly child. If it was before, it would be fine, but now these two guys were sleeping in the same room. If they were not together, wouldn't this silly girl be at a disadvantage?
No, we’ll suffer if we’re together!
Han Zhou, that brat!
He pondered for a moment, and then said in a gentle and persuasive way: "Guzheng, you want to be the best in everything, and we won't stop you from that, but you have to treat everyone equally... This may not be right, but you can't just ignore something like love, which is the most important thing to fight for. Aren't you afraid that someone will secretly gain points while you're not paying attention?"
"Gaining points secretly?" Guzheng raised her head and looked at him with some confusion.
"She flirted with that boy when you weren't paying attention. Don't think that this kind of thing doesn't exist. Back then..."
Noticing that someone was about to throw the chopsticks again, Gu Lang was very tactful and did not mention what happened in the past. Instead, he said, "Anyway, just think of it as an imaginary enemy flirting with that kid. You can't be standing here 'uncertain' about whether you like him or not when others are already flirting with him, right?"
He became more and more excited as he spoke, but Miao Yan'er suddenly stopped him: "Okay, it's not your relationship, why are you worrying about it all day long? Just eat your meal."
Gu Lang was stunned, and then he noticed that Gu Zheng had fallen into deep thought at some point. She was holding a huge bowl of rice and staring at the moon outside the balcony in a daze.
……
"They say that Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion. So what do you think of the two of us snuggling together like this now?"
The full moon hangs high in the sky, and a cool breeze brings a chill to the night.
Han Zhou tightened his coat and said unhappily, "Let's not talk about the nature of it first. How is our current situation related to cuddling?"
At this moment, he and Mo Yixia were sitting on a park bench near the hotel. The park was quite lively at night. Fortunately, they came early, otherwise they might not be able to occupy a good position to enjoy the moon.
"Aren't our shadows just nestled together?"
Mo Yixia looked indifferent, with her hands on her legs, looking at the shadow on the ground and said, "To some extent, sometimes shadows are more honest than people."
Han Zhou laughed and said, "Find a dark place, they might be more honest."
"By that time, the body should be the one that is honest." Mo Yixia raised her chin, looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly asked, "If the moon now is a lamp, and the switch is in your hand, will you choose to turn it off?"
Han Zhou looked suspicious: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
"Nothing, I just think it's more literary to talk like this."
"Why, the pure high school girl wants to change her career to become a literary girl?"
"First of all, being an innocent high school girl and a literary girl are compatible. There is no such thing as changing careers. Secondly, I am already proficient in literature, but I have never shown it."
Han Zhou laughed dryly: "Judging from your usual choice of words and sentences, literature should have nothing to do with you..."
"You do not believe?"
Mo Yixia looked at him and lifted her hair calmly. To be honest, if you only look at her temperament, this girl does have the style of a literary girl.
But it's just an appearance.
"Believe it, of course I believe it."
Han Zhou was very clear about the things to pay attention to when talking to this guy. He didn't talk back or ask too many questions. It was best to just listen to what she said so as not to be led into a ditch by her.
"That's good. Then answer my question. If the switch to control the moon is in your hand, would you turn it off now?"
Han Zhou thought for a moment and was about to answer when he suddenly remembered what the other party said last night about the moon not being free. He said cautiously, "Is this a trap question? The correct answer should actually be that the switch that controls the moon does not exist. A paramecium like me should not have such an empty fantasy or something like that."
"I'm used to complicating simple questions and simplifying complex questions... maybe that's why you're so indecisive." Mo Yixia sighed, "It's not a trap, just tell me your answer."
The moon hung high in the sky, motionless, as if waiting for Han Zhou's answer.
"Is that so... Then I won't turn it off."
Han Zhou didn't think too long and chuckled, "How can we celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival without the moon?"
"is it?"
Mo Yixia glanced at him. "As products born to embody the human spirit, what is the difference between the essence of a festival and a love sanctuary? Qixi Festival has evolved into a festival to praise love. The biggest significance of the day is to promote consumption and increase hotel room occupancy rates. Someone doesn't like love sanctuaries very much, but doesn't seem to be dissatisfied with these festivals."
"What's there to be dissatisfied about?"
Han Zhou shrugged and said nonchalantly, "At least the advantage of a festival is that you can have a day off. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to sit here today. But from what you said, do you really hate Chinese Valentine's Day?"
"You can say that."
Mo Yixia nodded in agreement, “After all, I have never celebrated Chinese Valentine’s Day. If I can contribute to promoting consumption and increasing the room occupancy rate next year, then I won’t hate it.”
Han Zhou: "..."
He suddenly thought of something and recalled: "Speaking of which, your birthday this year seems to be the day before Chinese Valentine's Day. It seems that you celebrated your birthday according to the Gregorian calendar..."
"Well, what a coincidence." Mo Yixia said with regret, "It would be great if it were the same next year. I would celebrate my eighteenth birthday on the first day and Chinese Valentine's Day on the second day..."
"Alright, alright, there's no need to talk about contributing to increasing the room occupancy rate." Han Zhou interrupted expressionlessly and asked, "What about you? If you hold the switch to control the moon, would you turn it off?"
"Of course I will."
Mo Yixia raised a hand to cover the moon in front of her eyes, and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Since the moonlight is mine, why should I show it to others?"
"Then you are really arrogant."
Han Zhou shook his head and laughed, then stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting late, it's almost time to go back."
"Ah."
Mo Yixia stood up and said with emotion while adjusting her skirt, "The temperature difference between day and night in Yecheng is really big."
"Who said it wasn't?" Han Zhou tightened his coat and nodded in agreement. "It will probably be quite cold on the snowy mountain tomorrow. Should we wear more clothes?"
Mo Yixia fell silent.
"I don't know if we'll encounter any danger. Do we need a guide or something?"
Mo Yixia didn't say anything.
"You didn't make a plan at all?"
Mo Yixia still didn't speak, and seemed not to want to pay attention to him.
Han Zhou glanced at her a few times, unable to tell if she was really angry or not, so he couldn't help but smile. He took off his coat and said, "I told you not to bring your coat, but you didn't say it directly because you felt cold. You had to beat around the bush... What, are you unhappy?"
Mo Yixia took the coat and put it on naturally, then said: "I'm not unhappy, but if it wasn't for your request, I would have come out wearing the school uniform coat today, so this is your responsibility."
Han Zhou's coat was obviously a little too big for her, but it didn't make her look bulky. In front of Han Zhou, she unreservedly pulled up her collar, lowered her head and sniffed, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Han Zhou's face darkened, and he almost snatched the coat away: "What are you doing?"
"It is said that people with kidney deficiency have a very weak body odor. If my odor covers yours when we return to the hotel, it means that there was nothing wrong with my pulse diagnosis last night."
"Oh, can't it be that you have a strong body odor?"
Han Zhou sneered and said unhappily, "Are you sure this is something a literary girl would do?"
"Body positions? I haven't researched that yet... But literary girls are also human beings, so it's not strange what they do."
Mo Yixia said calmly, turned her head to look at him, and suggested, "Are you cold? How about we walk together?"
Han Zhou was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt at this time. He was a little cold, but he was immune to all diseases now, so he was fearless.
"It's not cold, but if you're really worried about me catching a cold, then just walk faster instead of sniffing around like a police dog."
Mo Yixia turned a deaf ear to him, but she quietly quickened her pace. After walking for a while, she said, "The smell on your clothes is fading."
"And then?" Han Zhou sighed and gave up resisting.
"I told you, this is a manifestation of kidney deficiency."
"I also told you that your body odor is too... Never mind, just continue."
"Your reaction is calmer than I thought. But this is really not something to be ashamed of. You can face it calmly."
Mo Yixia patted his shoulder comfortingly, opened her palm to cover the moon in the sky, and when she looked up, it was as if the moon had disappeared.
Light came in through the fingers.
I covered my eyes with one hand, and the world became completely dark, as if someone had turned off the lights.
"After all, I don't mind."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 168: Mountaineering Preparation
“It’s a nice day today.”
Good weather often brings a good mood. Pulling open a corner of the curtain and looking at the sun rising early outside the window, Han Zhou couldn't help but smile and said with emotion, "I have to say, the scenery in Yecheng is really beautiful. I must come again if I have the chance."
“There is someone more beautiful than the scenery right behind you, but someone is unwilling to take a second look.”
Mo Yixia's sleepy and vague voice sounded behind him.
Han Zhou closed the curtains, turned around and gave her an unpleasant look: "Wipe the foam off your mouth before you speak. Also, has anyone ever told you that you are narcissistic?"
Mo Yixia was brushing her teeth, and when she heard this, she said calmly, "Of course not. When I first entered high school, many people suspected that I wore a mask all day because I was too ugly. Until one time when I measured my lung capacity, they all said that I wore a mask because I was taking care of the girls' emotions. So in the eyes of most people, I am a very humble person."
"Although I'm not sure what the connection is between what you said and modesty, I can hear a strong sense of superiority between the lines of your words..."
"What's wrong with this?"
Mo Yixia glanced at Han Zhou, spit out the mouthwash, took a handful of water to wipe the foam around her mouth, and then continued, "Recognizing your own strengths at the right time is not called superiority. People who think you have a sense of superiority are often those who are jealous of you. Think about it from another perspective. If I tell everyone I meet that I am not beautiful, there will definitely be a lot of people who say I am pretending, right?"
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile: "That's true, but I just wanted to dampen your enthusiasm. Why are you trying to reason with me?"
Of course, what he just said was a joke. Mo Yixia had at least eight charms, and her beauty was an indisputable fact. He said this completely subconsciously to "slander", just like this guy often did to him.
"Because I know your purpose, I am talking to you reasonably."
Mo Yixia finished washing up and walked into the room. As if she suddenly thought of something, she asked, "Speaking of which, I'm suddenly a little curious. Although you always look like you've indulged yourself in excessive sexual activities, you're still a handsome guy. Haven't any girls ever chased you?"
Han Zhou was a little surprised. It seemed to be the first time that he heard Mo Yixia call him a "handsome guy".
"Of course there are people who have pursued me, but you know, I have always been passionate about learning..."
"Oh, so no one has ever chased you."
Mo Yixia easily saw that he was being stubborn, and interrupted him indifferently, thinking, "That's really strange. Although you have a lot of problems, you are not completely useless. Coupled with this face that can barely be seen with your eyes closed, it stands to reason that no one should be chasing you..."
Han Zhou was silent for a moment: "If you want to praise me, you can be more open. Otherwise, it's normal that no one pursues you based on your description..."
Mo Yixia ignored him and continued, "There are many reasons for this result, but the more reasonable ones are just these few..."