Forced into a romantic relationship

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Although the groan was faint, Han Zhou clearly heard it and stared blankly for a moment, even doubting his own ears.

What... what's that noise?
What's wrong with Sister Yin?
Why would she suddenly... make that sound?
Han Zhou was, after all, a man full of vigor. Even with his strong self-control and his respect for Zhong Yin as an elder from whom he was not allowed to have any romantic feelings, the fact that Zhong Yin was being rubbed against his chest and hearing such suggestive sounds made it hard for him not to feel a surge of blood and his breathing become rapid.

His reaction seemed to make Zhong Yin even more restless. His originally tense body seemed to go limp, and he began to fidget restlessly. His breathing also became suppressed and heavy, as if he was trying to endure something. Occasionally, he would let out a few soft groans, which made people think all sorts of things.

Han Zhou didn't dare to think too much about it and tried to lift his head, but the next second Zhong Yin pressed him even harder into her arms. Waves of hot breath hit the back of his head, and the girl's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, ringing in his ear: "I told you to behave and not move... ah..."

As if she were fighting against something, she seemed to have no strength left to speak, her voice sounding somewhat weak, yet the strength in her arms was astonishing.

Upon hearing such alluring moans again, Han Zhou almost lost his composure. He was continuing his work, biting down on his mask and pulling it down, when he accidentally bit something else.

Zhong Yin, who was struggling to endure the repeated pounding of the massage chair, suddenly widened his eyes.

Is... is this bastard really biting me?
How dare he?

A strange sensation in her chest sent shivers down her spine, but just then, the massage chair behind her suddenly intensified its pressure, pressing against her waist and back. Caught off guard, she leaned forward slightly, and then let out a shameful sound she would never utter again in her life—

"Yeah..."

The movie was very loud, loud enough to completely drown out this slight sound, but Han Zhou in her arms heard it very clearly.

Han Zhou swallowed hard, his breathing became heavier, and all sorts of thoughts uncontrollably arose in his mind. He finally managed to calm himself down, but his restless heart could not be calmed for a long time.

"No, I have to pretend I didn't hear anything..."

"How about I take a sleeping pill? Just pretend I'm really asleep and don't know anything..."

"But I can't put the medicine in my mouth right now..."

Han Zhou felt a headache coming on and shook his head vigorously to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind.

But it would have been better if he hadn't shaken his head. The moment he did, it was as if he were washing his face in Zhong Yin's arms—the girl was already ashamed and indignant because she had just made such a shameful sound. Now that Han Zhou still didn't know how to restrain himself, she was so angry that her teeth itched, but she couldn't lash out.

This is a public place, can't this guy have any shame? What if someone sees him...?

Zhong Yin didn't know why the massage chair under her suddenly started. Caught off guard, her lower back felt like it had been hit with a small hammer, which would be strange if it didn't make a sound.

She suspected this was a conspiracy by Wang Ying and her accomplices. Perhaps the three of them had already discovered her presence and were therefore scanning the QR code on the armrest of the seat to test her.

But then I thought, these three guys may be gossipy, but they probably wouldn't have the guts to just start someone else's massage chair, since it would be troublesome if they mistook someone else for them.

But if it wasn't them, then who did it?
It can't possibly be a free trial program, can it?

If she hadn't been so certain that Sun Wukong didn't have a cell phone, she would have suspected that the guy in her arms was responsible.

What's infuriating is that the prankster seemed to know her current predicament, knowing that even if she was pressed until her whole body ached, she wouldn't dare to make a sound and could only silently endure it, otherwise she might be discovered by Wang Ying and the others behind her.

If it's just a coincidence, that's fine, but if it was intentional, she'll definitely find that bastard and teach him a lesson!
The movie was only halfway through, and the thought of having to stay in that position for almost an hour under the pounding of the massage chair made Zhong Yin feel exhausted. She suddenly realized that coming to the movie today might have been a mistake.

Being forcibly kissed through a mask, being bitten through a mask, and now even facing a "search and hunt" by classmates—this is clearly a terrible Valentine's Day.

If she and Sun Wukong were really a couple, that would be fine, but they weren't—everything seemed just right, yet it was always a little bit off. This ambiguous feeling made her very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but think of the future she saw in her dream again—if that really was the future.

Always half-heartedly agreeing, yet stopping at the peak of a trend, it seems their future will be the same.

Just then, the movie moved into a new plot.

As dusk fell, the sunlight in the dream world was still bright. The male and female protagonists sat on the edge of a cliff, letting the breeze caress their faces.

Time in the dream world overlaps with time in the real world, but the female protagonist can only enter the dream world during the day. This means that she and the male protagonist can only meet during the day, and once night falls, the two will have to part ways.

So every evening, the two would sit together on the cliff to watch the sunset. If they were lucky, the sun would set a little earlier, and the female protagonist could catch a brief glimpse of the night in the dream world.

But today is different.

After today, the dream world will collapse, and the female protagonist will never be able to reach the male protagonist's world again.

Even though all viewers know that there will definitely be a way to re-enter the dream world later, for the male and female protagonists in the movie, what they are facing today is a permanent separation.

Similar separations are occurring all over the world, but as a film, at such an important moment, the camera naturally focuses on the male and female protagonists.

As the sun set, after a long silence, it was the cheerful female protagonist who broke the silence first.

"We'll be saying goodbye tomorrow."

She tore the leaves off her hand one by one, a smile as usual appearing on her face, as if she wasn't sad at all.

"To be precise, it's today."

The male protagonist's hand, hidden behind his back, clenched quietly, but he also tried his best to appear nonchalant. "It'll be too late to talk about it tomorrow."

Watching the two people in the movie, Zhong Yin suddenly felt a strange sensation, as if she were the female lead forcing a smile, and the guy in her arms was the silly male lead.

They didn't actually have much in common, but what bound them together was the same "daydream."

Without those dreams, she and Sun Wukong could not have become so close in just one week, and in such an inexplicable way.

She always felt that Sun Wukong seemed to have known her for a long time, and that natural and casual feeling was something that could not be achieved by being thick-skinned.

But she never went to confirm it.

She couldn't quite explain this feeling, but it was probably like the male and female protagonists in a movie, always thinking that there was plenty of time in the future, so they always kept things they didn't know how to talk about to themselves and left them for later.

Perhaps it will be ten years, perhaps twenty, or even fifty. Since we don't know how to begin, since we have so many concerns, it's better to wait until we're both old, until we've seen through everything, and then sit on the cliff edge like this, facing the sunset, and pour out the words we've kept buried in our hearts, as a way of reminiscing about our youth. But there aren't that many "laters" in this world.

Just as the male and female protagonists in the movie never imagined that their dream world would suddenly collapse, Zhong Yin never imagined that one day Sun Wukong would completely disappear from her life.

In her opinion, even if this guy took Xiaoya back home one day, he would still continue to live in Lincheng. Even without a cell phone, they could still contact each other in other ways. Just like yesterday after evening self-study, he could still come to pick her up every day, and she would give him her room.

Zhong Yin sometimes wonders if she is being too influenced by her dreams.

Even though she had only known this guy for less than a week, why did she often feel that he was very important to her?

Logically speaking, the future self and the present self should be independent of each other. If they are to influence each other, it should be the present self influencing the future self. So why is it the other way around?
Zhong Yin didn't understand, but she didn't mind.

My future self doesn't seem very happy.

If getting on good terms with that girl can make her happier, then I'll help her out; after all, she's my future self.

Anyway, I don't dislike being around that guy.

But then again... this guy won't just suddenly disappear one day, will he?
Zhong Yin looked down at Han Zhou in her arms, a strange sense of nervousness rising in her heart.

As for whether it was due to the influence of the dream or her own true feelings, she couldn't be sure.

In the movie, as the sun sets, the male and female leads chat casually about what has happened recently.

It's strange, even though the two of them had only known each other for a few days, only about two weeks, and hadn't experienced anything particularly unforgettable in between, their relationship seemed so natural after watching half of the movie, at least enough to convince Zhong Yin, the audience member.

Are you in love for a long time?
Zhong Yin couldn't help but think.

But they didn't spend much time together...

Just then, she heard Wang Ying and others complaining behind her.

"What a terrible movie, I can't understand it at all."

"The male lead's acting is terrible; his laughter sounds like he's crying."

"The female lead isn't much better; I might as well have gone up and acted in it."

"Why don't we leave now and get some fresh air? We can also keep watch at the door early so that Zhong Yin doesn't leave before the movie ends."

"it is good."

Unlike Zhong Yin, the three of them thought the movie was extremely bad. They immediately agreed and got up and hunched over as they left the theater.

"..."

Zhong Yin didn't know whether she should be upset or happy. She clearly thought the movie was pretty good, but these guys made it sound worthless. But the fact that the three of them left meant that she could finally stop holding Han Zhou in her arms.

Just in case there was a trap, she waited a little longer. Seeing that the three of them had no intention of turning back, she felt relieved. She narrowed her eyes and thought to herself that she would figure out a way to deal with being blocked at the door later. Now it was time to settle the score with this bastard.

snort!
Are you going to bite me?

The girl snorted coldly and grabbed Han Zhou by the back of his collar without any mercy, trying to lift his head up.

However, she overestimated her strength, and the massage chair behind her suddenly exerted force again, slamming into her lower back. In pain, she immediately lost her strength in her hands.

"..."

Han Zhou dared not wake up now, so he could only pretend to be asleep. His head had just been hanging in mid-air, but now that the force pulling on the back of his neck was gone, he could only fall back down, burying his face back into Zhong Yin's arms.

But if he really let gravity do its work, this blow would probably hurt Zhong Yin. So he had to hold back some of his strength and tilt his head back slightly, but he almost lost his balance and nearly failed to land. He was caught in a dilemma: pressing his head down was not an option, nor was lowering his head and stepping back was not an option either.

In order to make such a stiff landing seem more natural, he had no choice but to force himself to hypnotize himself, pretending that his head was a ball, which bounced twice in Zhong Yin's arms before going still.

Zhong Yin: "..."

What is this bastard doing?
Did he really think I couldn't tell he was pretending to be asleep?
"Get up!" she said, lowering her head and speaking in a low voice.

Han Zhou broke out in a cold sweat, but since he had already chosen to pretend to be asleep, he naturally couldn't get up at this critical moment.

"You're not getting up, are you?"

Seeing Han Zhou lying motionless like a corpse, Zhong Yin laughed in anger. She reached out and grabbed his ear, pulling and gritting her teeth as she said, "Get up and watch the movie. You're not planning to sleep until the movie is over, are you?"

Although her tone was fierce, she didn't use much force in her hands; it was more of a bluff.

Seeing that Han Zhou still didn't move, she tightened her grip and said in a tone of helplessness and exhaustion, "If you get up now, I can forgive and forget what happened before, but if you continue to pretend..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Zhou suddenly jumped up from her. He wanted to ask, "Is that true?" but out of caution, he pretended to act a little sleepy and asked, "Sister Yin, what are you doing here?"

"What do you say?"

Seeing Zhong Yin's cold smile, he pretended to think for a moment, then put on a look of sudden realization and said to himself, "Oh, I remember now, we were in a movie theater, I accidentally fell asleep just now..."

As he spoke, he covered his mouth and yawned, then casually popped a sleeping pill into his mouth—he could take a sleeping pill to put himself to sleep whenever things got really bad.

Seeing Zhong Yin's cold smile and silence, as if to say "Go on, I'm listening," Han Zhou seemed to see the shadow of the future Sister Yin in her, and quickly continued to make amends: "I just had a very long dream, and I dreamt about you. The dream was so real that when I saw you, I couldn't tell if I was still dreaming... Haha, haha..."

He didn't expect Zhong Yin to believe such nonsense, but to his surprise, the other party's expression suddenly became subtle, and his tone became somewhat tense.

"A dream? What dream?" (End of Chapter)