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Xiao Xiaoxiao's problem has not been solved yet, and now Wang Lengqiu's thought popped up, which made her realize that something was wrong.
"Go and ask? Now?" Han Zhou was stunned.
"Any questions?"
"No problem, but she and I just signed a 'non-disturbance' treaty. If we break it on our own initiative..."
"So when the time comes, just listen and don't worry about the rest." Noila Mo interrupted him.
However, as if he had noticed the two people's intentions, Wang Lengqiu, who had been staring here, suddenly disappeared into the crowd and never appeared again.
"Is she afraid of me?"
There was a rare confusion in Noila Mo’s eyes.
"I never said anything bad about you to her." Han Zhou quickly explained.
"Of course I know this, but why do you sound so guilty?"
Of course it's because I said a few words in my heart...
Han Zhou murmured in his heart, skipped the topic without changing his expression, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, there is something I have been very concerned about before..."
Noila Mo glanced at him and sighed: "Have I said many times that sometimes not answering is an answer in itself? Tell me, what's the matter?"
Han Zhou asked doubtfully: "Is your famous saying 'I don't hate it, I just like it' original to you?"
"I'm not sure whether it's original or not, but at least I've never heard this sentence before, and I haven't said it to anyone else after you."
Noila Mo easily knew what Han Zhou wanted to ask, "So what you want to say is...this girl named Wang Lengqiu also said something similar to me?"
"Yes, do you think this is normal?"
I don't know why, but even though it's just a small thing, Han Zhou always feels like there's something wrong with it.
"Asking like this means you think this is abnormal. What's the reason?"
"I don't think she is a person who would say such a thing, or most normal people... No, most ordinary people would not say such a thing."
"A person's speaking style depends on his innate personality and acquired experience. I know nothing about her and I reserve my opinion for the time being."
"That's right..." Han Zhou roughly guessed that Noila Mo would answer this way and asked, "Then do you want to catch up and ask?"
"No need." Noila Mo took out her phone and checked the time, "Today's time is limited, and I don't want to waste my time on meaningless things."
Didn't you just want to ask the other party for clarification? Now it's meaningless?
Han Zhou murmured in his heart: "Then what is meaningful?"
Noila Mo put away her phone and put her hand next to her leg: "You have been staring at my hand since the beginning. What do you mean by what is meaningful?"
Han Zhou was startled and said awkwardly: "Is it so obvious..."
Noila Mo said nothing, just looked into the distance quietly and waited quietly.
It was mid-afternoon, and the sun shone lazily on the playground, creating a faint golden edge. The autumn wind blew, and the leaves of the sycamore trees rustled. The sun shone through the treetops on the grassland, outlining different shades of light and shadow.
Time seemed to slow down suddenly. Hearing enhancement was clearly turned on, but Han Zhou felt that the sounds around him gradually became blurry. Both human voices and sounds other than human voices were quickly fading away. Everything was silent except for The breathing of the girl next to her gradually became clearer.
Also clear was the girl's heartbeat.
The heartbeat is not too fast, probably about the same as my own... So is this considered nervous?
Han Zhou turned his head to look at Noila Mo unconsciously.
No matter which angle you look at it, there seems to be no flaw on this girl's face. Her eyes are like deep, calm water. Even the sunlight cannot penetrate into it, leaving only a faint halo in the corners of her eyes.
The moment the smell of sunshine and the faint fragrance penetrated his nose, Han Zhou found that his heartbeat was faster.
Of course he understood what Mo Yixia meant - "I can see that you want to hold my hand, no matter what the reason is, just do it."
Maybe it's not accurate, but that's roughly what it means.
Subconsciously lowering his head and fixating his eyes on that soft and boneless palm, Han Zhou's heartbeat accelerated further.
It's not that he has never held Noila Mo's hand before, but this is the first time that he holds the other person's hand completely out of initiative. The feeling between the two is completely different. He can't tell what is different, but it is different.
Very strange feeling.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Zhou tentatively reached out his hand.
Noila Mo's eyes moved, but her heartbeat remained unchanged.
Without any further hesitation, Han Zhou carefully held the other person's hand.
It feels delicate and smooth, which is completely different from the last time we held hands with gloves on the snowy mountain. Sure enough...
"There really is a difference between wearing it and not wearing it, right?"
Mo Yixia always seems to be able to read his thoughts at critical moments, and can say the most unbearable words in the calmest tone.
The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched, and the tense and complicated emotions disappeared instantly: "Can you pay attention to the time and occasion before speaking?"
He looked around, but fortunately no one heard the words he just said about tigers and wolves.
"Only when you do it requires different occasions." Noila Mo was unmoved, "Besides, we are all wearing masks now, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I'm not as thick-skinned as you even though I'm covering my face..."
Han Zhou calmed down his accelerated heartbeat, and suddenly his ears moved, and he noticed that Noila Mo's heartbeat rate seemed to be about the same as his own.
He is sure that he is definitely still a little nervous now. Mo Yixia's heartbeat frequency is the same as his. Doesn't it mean that the other party's heart is not as calm as his face shows?
He glanced at the extremely cheeky girl.
"what happened?"
As if aware of his gaze, Noila Mo turned to look at him.
"Are you... nervous now?" Han Zhou looked at the other party with a half-smile, feeling inexplicably proud.
"A little."
Unexpectedly, Noila Mo admitted it very frankly, and said thoughtfully, "This holding of hands is different from any previous one."
Han Zhou said in surprise: "You admit it now?"
He also thought that the other party would casually make a dirty joke and said that it was just a matter of holding hands, as long as they had hands.
Mo Yixia said calmly: "I said, we are now in a relationship where we will never cheat."
Han Zhou was stunned.
Noila Mo glanced at him: "So you can tell me... why do you suddenly want to hold my hand?"
Although she had been looking forward to this moment, expecting the other party to take the initiative to hug her, kiss her, never leave her again, and do everything a couple should do, she knew very well that the move just now was not in line with Han Zhou's character.
Han Zhou hesitated for a moment. Although he promised not to deceive Noila Mo, the status column cannot be exposed easily under any circumstances. As a last resort, he could only choose to answer with a specious answer——
"Because I want more."
This is a completely true answer.
"is it?"
Noila Mo looked at him for a while, then suddenly put five green onion fingers into his fingers with force, and then clasped them tightly.
Realizing that the other person was also subconsciously clasping her fingers, she used her other hand to lift the loose hair around her ear.
"Me too."
"Let's go." She straightened her skirt and stood up, saying with satisfaction, "Wander around."
Han Zhou was pulled to his feet, looked around, and said hesitantly: "Of course you can take a stroll, but how long do we want to hold him?"
Noila Mo glanced at him: "Depending on my mood, I will be punished if I give a flattering answer."
Obviously, she saw that Han Zhou's answer just now was not entirely true.
Han Zhou's heart tightened: "Punishment means..."
"Hold your hand until I don't want to hold your hand." Noila Mo interrupted him.
"All right……"
Han Zhou knew he was in the wrong and silently pulled down his woolen hat, leaving only a slit to expose his eyes. He looked like a robber about to enter the bank.
Noila Mo pursed her lips, maybe she was in a good mood, she kindly reminded her: "You are much more eye-catching now than you were just now."
Han Zhou paused for a moment, then silently pulled up his woolen hat and asked tentatively, "Can I wear a pair of sunglasses?"
"No."
"That……"
"No."
"I haven't said anything yet."
"I won't listen, I just can't do it anyway."
Noila Mo curled her lips and acted like a little girl.
"All right……"
The two intertwined their fingers and walked hand in hand toward the playground.
After a while, Han Zhou seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Yixia..."
"Ok?"
"You said before that you would hold hands again next time you go to your school. You have already held hands this time. Let's see if you don't have to hold hands next time..."
"No."
"why?"
"You took the initiative to hold my hand this time. It was your subjective wish and had nothing to do with my request." Mo Yixia said confidently, "Also, is it difficult to hold hands with me?"
"I didn't mean that, but as you know, I have always been a shy person..." Han Zhou said shamelessly.
"It doesn't matter, haven't you always said that I am thick-skinned?"
Noila Mo didn't take it seriously and quietly made an action that she hadn't done for a long time - pushing down the brim of the peaked cap.
"Next time it's me who takes the initiative to lead you."
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