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Mo Yixia's words in the elevator, "I am learning to be a qualified wife," touched him very much. Since the other party is seriously thinking about the future, he should also take action, and a lot of action is needed.
After all, his future is quite troublesome.
Noila Mo raised her hand, as if she wanted to lower the brim of her hat, but soon realized that she was not wearing a hat, so she tapped her forehead with her fingers and said thoughtfully: "Can I understand this as a confession?"
"can."
Noila Mo sighed: "Others confess with flowers and candles, but you tell me like a drowned rat that you have to work hard to please your mother-in-law?"
"You also said she was the mother-in-law." Han Zhou smiled.
Noila Mo was noncommittal, seemed to be quite satisfied with the answer, and asked: "She didn't lose her temper with you, did she?"
"No."
Speaking of this, Han Zhou seemed quite pleased with himself. He immediately showed a satisfied expression and asked tentatively, "Does your mother really like me?"
"Correct."
Mo Yixia glanced at him and said, "She is indeed quite satisfied with you even though she didn't know that you wanted to be in two different places - Gu Zheng's parents seem to be the same way."
The smile on Han Zhou's face froze, and he realized that he seemed to be too complacent.
"I'm reminding you how difficult it is to enjoy the blessings of everyone."
Noila Mo looked away and said calmly, "If you don't want to give up everything and elope with me, then there will only be more things to consider."
"I know……"
Han Zhou was a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether Mo Yixia was being arrogant, but as the other party said, he had many things to consider, including how to make Gu Zheng and Mo Yixia's parents accept him.
Although Noila Mo said that she would be her last problem and that she had to find a way to deal with Gu Zheng before she could deal with her, it would never be wrong to brush up on Jiang Baiqian's favor when she had time.
...This way, at least he will be beaten less in future showdowns.
Han Zhou laughed at himself, pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and said with a solemn expression: "That...I said Yixia."
"Ah."
"I heard that rich people like to marry rich people. Isn't it the same in your family?"
Noila Mo was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to ask such a stupid question, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Have you watched too many TV series... This sentence circled in my mind, but when it came to my mouth, it turned into another sentence.
"What do you think?"
She held back her smile and looked at the other person with interest.
Han Zhou thought for a while: "I think it's not impossible. After all, your mother values consequentialism. If she can see a better result, she may not be willing to marry you to me."
"Marry you..."
Noila Mo seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, and said thoughtfully, "That's right, then what are you going to do?"
"Of course, let her see that there are better results in me." Han Zhou thought for a moment and said seriously, "I believe I have this potential."
- He also believes in the potential of the status bar.
"What if she still doesn't think you are a better result? I also believe you have potential, but potential often belongs to the process, not the result. This is unconvincing to my mother - unless you can put it in as soon as possible. Process turns into results.”
"What do you mean..." Han Zhou looked like he was listening.
“Raw rice makes cooked rice.”
Han Zhou's mouth twitched: "Can't you give me some serious advice?"
"Of course, although I think that's a serious suggestion."
Noila Mo rolled up her hair around her ears.
"It's very simple. If my mother really doesn't agree...then you can really take me to elope."
Need to adjust
(End of this chapter)
321. Chapter 319: Later Realization
Chapter 319 Hindsight
noon.
The hotel where Han Zhou and others were staying was not only shrouded in the heavy rain, but also Lincheng University, which had been without power for two hours.
Today is Sunday, there are not many people in the dormitory, and Xiao Xiaoxiao is the only one in the dormitory. The desk lamp emits a faint light, and the petite girl sits alone in front of the desk, staring at the rainstorm outside the balcony in a daze.
The balcony was filled with splashing rainwater, which pooled all over the floor. The water rippled and reflected the broken, dark sky.
Xiao Xiaoxiao secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, she had put away her clothes early, otherwise she would have been like those people downstairs holding umbrellas and running around on the lawn looking for clothes.
However, it was raining so heavily that she couldn't go to the cafeteria to eat. In addition, she lived very frugally and never bought snacks to put in the dormitory, so she was still hungry.
If you're hungry, just be hungry. It's not like you've never been hungry before. Compared with hunger, Xiao Xiaoxiao hates this depressing loneliness even more.
The combination of gloomy sky, violent heavy rain, and empty dormitory will always give people a sense of loss and emptiness, as if they are the only one left in the world and cannot even say a word. Keep your voice high, otherwise it will be drowned out by the sound of rain.
Xiao Xiaoxiao thought of his home that leaked every time it rained. If we encountered this kind of weather, I'm afraid everything in the house would float on the water before long.
Including her.
It's just that she doesn't know why, except for her own empty and dilapidated home, another 'home' always appears in her memory recently.
That home didn't seem to be much better, it was small and old, and it didn't seem to have any other advantages except that it didn't leak when it rained.
But perhaps because of its small size, the place seemed surprisingly lively.
Xiao Xiaoxiao didn't know if she was dreaming. She wanted to tell Han Zhou about it, but the bastard hadn't responded yet.
"Dong dong dong."
While thoughts were swirling, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.
Xiao Xiaoxiao was shocked. It was raining so heavily. Her roommate would never go back to the dormitory in this weather. The dormitory aunt had just checked the dormitory. It shouldn't be her. So who was knocking? Door?
The dormitory in the heavy rain seemed extremely dark due to the power outage, which immediately made this timid girl have many associations.
"Xiaoxiao, are you there?"
At this moment, along with a knock on the door, a strong and clear female voice sounded outside the door. Xiao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly remembered whose voice it was - guzheng.
She picked up the lamp and plucked up the courage to walk to the door and open the door.
The dormitory door opened, and what stood outside was not a ghost that could simulate sounds, but a real guzheng. This girl looked very cute when she smiled, and her eyes curved into beautiful crescents.
"How did you come?"
Xiao Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. Because of Han Zhou, she had a pretty good relationship with Gu Zheng, but they didn't interact much on weekdays, so why did they contact her? It seemed like the other party came specifically to see her.
"I have something to ask you. Can I come in?" Gu Zheng said.
Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded: "Okay, come in and sit down, it might be a little dark inside."
"It doesn't matter, our dormitory is about the same. It rained too much today."
Gu Zheng didn't care. He walked into the dormitory and picked up the self-heating rice in his hand. "I brought food. Have you eaten?"
"Eat." Xiao Xiaoxiao was embarrassed to say that he hadn't eaten.
Gu Zheng heard Han Zhou mention Xiao Xiaoxiao's character, glanced at the trash can in the dormitory, looked at the other person's pretending to be calm, and said, "Eat more, I can't finish it by myself."
She handed the other person a box of self-heating rice.
Gu Zheng knew Xiao Xiaoxiao's character, and Xiao Xiaoxiao also knew her appetite, so she naturally understood that the other party was lying. She probably noticed that she hadn't eaten, so she took the self-heating rice hesitantly after thinking about it.
"Thank you."
Xiao Xiaoxiao had never eaten self-heating rice. Fortunately, there were diagrams on the lunch box, so he quickly opened the lunch box, poured the rice and vegetable buns into the box, and heated it with a heating pack.
Seeing the hot air coming out of the hole in the lid and the aroma gradually entering her nose, she swallowed and suddenly remembered the business and asked, "By the way, Gu Zheng, what do you want to see me for?"
Gu Zheng got straight to the point: "I want to know what happened that night when you and Han Zhou were live broadcasting together. I always feel that you didn't fall down the stairs. At least the injury on Han Zhou's eye was not caused by a fall."
"Why do you say that?"
Xiao Xiaoxiao was shocked. She thought that only she and Han Zhou knew the truth of that day in the world, but she didn't expect that Gu Zheng actually noticed something was wrong.
"Didn't Han Zhou tell you? I used to hit people a lot, and I also punched others in the eyes. The injuries on Han Zhou's eyes were obviously caused by fists."
Gu Zheng did not shy away from his "dark history" and was a little puzzled when he said this, "But it's strange that I realized this only belatedly. I originally wanted to ask Han Zhou directly, but he didn't answer the phone. I I really couldn’t figure it out, so I came over to ask you.”
Xiao Xiaoxiao was stunned for two seconds. She didn't expect that Gu Zheng was so cute and she was actually a girl who advocated violence. If she knew that Han Zhou was a playboy, Han Zhou would definitely die miserably...
She muttered in her heart, hesitated for a while and said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's mainly that I don't remember what happened that night."
She was telling the truth. Like Han Zhou, her memory only limited to punching Han Zhou, and she had no memory of what happened after that.
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. Just tell me who inflicted the injury on Han Zhou's eye." Gu Zheng's face sank and he said viciously.
Xiao Xiaoxiao was excited: "What do you want to do?"
"Of course I wanted to avenge him." Gu Zheng said murderously, "Tell me, was it someone who participated in the live broadcast that day who beat him?"
"Yes." Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded hesitantly.
"Who is it? Is it that hippie..."
"I……"
"It really is him...what? You?"
Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment, as if he doubted his own ears, and frowned, "Why did you hit him when you had nothing to do?"
Feeling the pressure coming from the other party, Xiao Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "There is a bit of misunderstanding here."
She was very angry when facing Han Zhou, but she was much more docile when facing Gu Zheng. She quickly told Gu Zheng everything about that night, but she did not mention that Han Zhou had been sending messages to people.
"It sounds incredible..."
Gu Zheng listened carefully and gave this evaluation.
"I also find it incredible." Xiao Xiaoxiao said worriedly, "Many times I suspected that I was actually having a dream. What everyone said was the truth about falling down the stairs, but Han Zhou said it was true. The two of us The memory of each is indeed correct."
Gu Zheng frowned, but she was not thinking about whether this matter was true or not, but said dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't Han Zhou tell me?"
Although he usually calls himself a "bastard" and "a piece of shit", Xiao Xiaoxiao still explained to Han Zhou: "He said that even if he told you, you might not be able to accept it so quickly. He planned to see the situation first. If you can detect it yourself, Questions, even if we don’t ask them, you will take the initiative to ask them.”