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Seeing that Mo Yixia had remained silent all the way, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and cautiously asked, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
"What do you want me to ask?"
Mo Yixia's cold voice came from behind, throwing the question back to him.
Han Zhou was speechless.
If possible, he certainly hoped not to ask anything, at least for now.
"Come to think of it, I do have a question for you." After a while, Mo Yixia's voice sounded again.
"You said."
“What is romance?”
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 225 The most romantic thing
romantic?
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
He thought Mo Yixia would ask about the guzheng, but he didn't expect her to ask about something completely unrelated.
"I suddenly feel curious."
He couldn't see Mo Yixia's expression, he could only hear her calm voice.
"Girls in the class like to talk about similar topics whenever they have free time, such as putting heart-shaped candles all over the playground when confessing their love, giving precious gifts on birthdays, or taking great pains to prepare a surprise... Every time they talk about these, they look expectant and call it romance."
"You mean you don't think this is romantic?" Han Zhou asked curiously.
“I didn’t think so.”
Mo Yixia said slowly, “But I have changed my mind now. You have to accompany me to do all the romantic things in the future.”
All the romantic things...Han Zhou was stunned for two seconds.
"Including carrying you back to school in the heavy rain?" He suddenly realized.
"That's right." Mo Yixia admitted frankly, and asked as if asking for advice, "Do you think this is romantic?"
"From a girl's perspective, I guess so..." Han Zhou said in an uncertain tone.
"From your perspective?"
"Not counting."
Mo Yixia became interested: "From a boy's perspective, what do you think is the most romantic thing?"
"I'm not sure about this either..."
Han Zhou shook his head and wanted to say he didn't know, after all, he knew nothing about romance. But when he thought that it was rare for Mo Yixia to be interested in something, he thought about it again for a while, and suddenly the lyrics of a song emerged in his mind.
He had never heard the complete version of this song, but he had a very deep impression of these two lines of lyrics and couldn't help but sing them out softly.
"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you..."
It's a pity that he has no talent for singing. Compared with Mo Yixia's heavenly voice, he can only sing at a decent level at best, so that the tune of the song is a bit strange.
"puff."
Han Zhou's hearing is very good now, so he easily heard Mo Yisha's low laughter.
Even without looking back, he could imagine the girl's expression as she pursed her lips to hold back her smile.
Seeing that he had unknowingly exposed his weakness of not being good at singing, Han Zhou's face suddenly turned red, and he said calmly: "Laugh if you want to."
"I'm already laughing." Mo Yixia was quite honest.
"You don't need to tell me about this..."
“It actually sounds pretty good.”
After a brief silence, Mo Yixia said in a comforting tone.
Han Zhou sighed and said, "Before you say something against your will, can you control your tone a little?"
"I'm trying to control it as much as possible."
"Nonsense." He exposed the other person unhappily, "If you really want to hide your thoughts, I can't detect it at all."
"But isn't it what you expect for me to open my heart?" Mo Yixia asked pretending to be puzzled.
She seemed to move her head closer, and her long hair fell on Han Zhou's neck, which was a little itchy, and a faint fragrance of her hair floated at the tip of his nose.
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "If that's the case, it couldn't be better."
This was indeed what he was looking forward to.
It’s a pity that I can’t see this guy’s face now, otherwise I might be able to try to read her mind…
As if she had heard his thoughts, Mo Yixia said coldly: "You can still consider my suggestion just now. The princess hug not only makes it convenient for me to hold an umbrella for you, but also gives us enough space and time to look at each other."
No, is there a face growing on the back of my head?
Han Zhou always felt that Mo Yixia was the one who truly mastered the skill of "animal affinity", and it was an advanced skill that allowed her to read minds regardless of species and conditions.
"Princess carry..." He said helplessly, "Aren't you worried about your classmates' reactions after I carry you to school? You should know that I am your cousin in school."
"Since he is my cousin, there is nothing to worry about." Mo Yixia said in a light tone, seeming to be indifferent.
"It's fine if I just carry you on my back, but it's a big problem if I carry you like a princess. You have to consider the ethical issues."
"Intermarriage is allowed beyond three generations."
"What if it's within three generations?"
Mo Yixia thought for a moment: "Wouldn't that be even better?"
Han Zhou's mouth twitched: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have told you this..."
The two came to the lobby on the first floor. The humid air came from the direction of the gate, and they could clearly hear the sound of heavy rain falling outside the hospital.
Han Zhou was just worrying about whether the umbrella in his hand could protect the two people, when he heard Mo Yixia suddenly ask: "By the way, what's the name of the song you just sang? I want to hear the original version."
By the way, let's compare where my tune has gone, right?
Han Zhou complained in his heart and said shamelessly: "This is my original song. I am the original version."
This song comes from his previous life, and there is no similar song in this world, so he can only say that it is his original creation.
"Really?" Mo Yixia seemed to believe it without even thinking about it, and said with interest, "Then sing the full version for me."
Han Zhou had never heard the complete version, and didn't even know the name of the song, let alone singing it to the other party, so he continued shamelessly, "There is no complete version, only this line is original."
The air became quiet, and Mo Yixia didn't speak for a long time, and it was unclear whether she was trying to hold back her laughter.
"If you don't believe me, forget it." Han Zhou couldn't hold back his face and tried his best to save face by saying, "Although it sounds a bit harsh, this is indeed me..."
"I believe it."
Mo Yixia interrupted him, with a hint of smile in her tone.
"I seem to suddenly understand why those girls in my class yearn for romance."
When I arrived at the hospital entrance, a strong wind was howling. The smell of disinfectant had completely disappeared, replaced by a faint fragrance mixed with the scent of earth, with a little dampness.
The streets were dim.
For some reason, Mo Yixia suddenly remembered the scene of her and Han Zhou snuggling together and looking at the moon in the cave on the cliff of the snowy mountain.
"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you."
She tried to hum a line softly, using Han Zhou's tune which was completely different from the original, but it sounded unexpectedly nice.
“Nice original.”
Letting the wind that rushed in through the door help her lift her hair around her ears, she chuckled and said, "I like it very much."
Han Zhou was stunned.
Could it be that this guy took these two lines of lyrics as a confession of love to her?
It is said that songs can convey emotions, and he seemed to have heard the anticipation in Mo Yixia's simple humming just now.
Want an explanation?
It doesn't seem necessary.
Because this is what he wanted to accomplish.
"You sing better than I do."
He said seriously, "I licensed this song to you."
"Once you authorize me, you can't take it back." Mo Yixia leaned lazily on him, "I just want exclusive authorization."
"You are too overbearing..."
Mo Yixia didn't comment, she looked up at the city buried in the rain outside the hospital gate, and said softly: "It's still a good day today."
"Didn't you just say the weather was terrible?"
"I said that the weather changes depending on people's moods."
"So you are in a good mood now?"
"Not bad, not bad."
Mo Yixia looked into the distance and never mentioned the guzheng from beginning to end.
Han Zhou was a little confused, but he didn't intend to rush into the muzzle of the gun. Seeing that the rain was so heavy, he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Or we should take a taxi."
"Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid that an umbrella can't protect you. I don't want you to catch a cold just after leaving the hospital." Han Zhou said unhappily.
"I'm actually looking forward to catching a cold again, so you can come and see me again."
Mo Yixia's tone was light, but she was obviously not the kind of girl who would disregard everything for the so-called romance. Moreover, running wildly in the rain was not necessarily romantic in her opinion. So she thought seriously about Han Zhou's suggestion for a while and nodded slightly.
"Then take a taxi."