Chapter 578
First Come, First Served
"You guessed right, I not only had sex with Han Zhou, I even booked a hotel room with him!"
After a bit of "self-hypnosis," Gu Zheng spoke with great confidence, and while speaking, she didn't forget to turn her phone to show Mo Yixia the only large bed in the room. Her smugness was hard to hide, and she looked like she was the real winner.
However, this momentum did not last long.
When she gradually came back to her senses from the "joy of victory," she noticed that Han Zhou and the others all had strange expressions. She was struck dumb and finally realized what stupid things she had said in her anger.
How could I possibly say the words "book a hotel room" out of my mouth? Especially in front of so many people...
A strong sense of shame rushed to the top of her head. Gu Zheng felt her cheeks burning and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out again.
But as soon as her gaze returned to the screen and met Mo Yixia's half-smiling eyes, her hesitation was extinguished.
Now that things have come to this, admitting defeat would only make things more embarrassing.
So she steeled herself, suppressing the panic in her heart. First, she gave Han Zhou a warning look, then deliberately straightened her back and continued to fabricate, her voice involuntarily weakening, carrying a stiffness that sounded like she was bluffing:
"...H-How about it? Do you see clearly now?"
Having prepared for bed, Mo Yixia naturally wasn't wearing a mask. A perfectly timed look of confusion appeared on her delicate face: "Huh, why are you here?"
"What do you mean I'm here?"
Seeing that she was still deceiving herself, Guzheng sneered, her momentum, which had begun to weaken, rising again. "What, you're afraid to accept reality?"
Mo Yixia was slightly stunned, then seemed to realize something and said with a sudden realization, "I thought that the only person who went to Senior Wang Lengqiu's house with Han Zhou, besides Senior Zhong Ling, was that girl named Xiao Xiaoxiao. I didn't expect it to be you."
The smile on Gu Zheng's face froze.
To be fair, Xiao Xiaoxiao's chest is indeed not large, and while the nickname "flat-chested" is harsh, it is somewhat fitting...
But her furious, self-identification just now was tantamount to an admission—
Deep down, she also accepted that she had a small bust.
That insidious bastard!
Gu Zheng was furious. Han Zhou couldn't possibly have failed to clearly state who was on this trip. This bastard was clearly doing it on purpose!
Her gaze was like a knife as she scrutinized Mo Yixia for a long while, only to sadly discover that the other woman had no flaws whatsoever. The only thing she could attack was her thick-skinned face, but if she were to actually call her shameless, this woman would probably reply with a rather enjoyable "thank you for the compliment."
However, she was not discouraged. Since she had already lost face, she might as well go all the way and continue along with what the other person said: "You're right, Xiao Xiao is here too. Senior Wang Lengqiu's house really can't accommodate so many people, so Han Zhou and I had no choice but to stay here."
She made up her mind that after the call, she would make sure Han Zhou and the others kept it a secret, as if she had really gone to a hotel with Han Zhou that day.
Mo Yixia, unsuspecting, asked curiously, "Do you only book one bed in the room?"
"of course."
Gu Zheng understood perfectly well what it meant for a single man and woman to share a double room. Her cheeks burned even hotter, but she still stubbornly insisted, putting on a smug air. "I just came out of the shower and saw you calling Han Zhou. You're a high school student, why aren't you sleeping properly at night? What are you doing bothering him?"
"Didn't I tell you? I miss him," Mo Yixia said in an innocent tone.
"you……"
Gu Zheng's breath hitched. She hadn't expected that even after seeing her and Han Zhou check into a hotel together, this guy still wouldn't give up. She opened her mouth to say something, but realized that she didn't seem to have that kind of stance.
She looked up at Han Zhou, and unconsciously recalled what He Ling had once said to her.
"Guzheng, you always strive to be number one in everything, so why are you so indecisive when it comes to matters of the heart?"
"You have to understand that love is not an exam. There's no such thing as being prepared before you take the stage. An exam will tell you the time and place, but the person you like won't stand still and wait for you forever. If you don't fight for it and grab it, they might belong to someone else the next second."
"Yes, yes, he told you himself that you are his sun, but a person's life can have the sun, the moon, the stars, and even the ocean. The sun is unique, but isn't the moon also unique? You don't understand men, you don't even understand yourself. People are fickle creatures. If you can't grasp something in time, it may quickly change. Can you guarantee that you won't fall in love with someone else in the future?"
"Okay, you can guarantee it, but men can't. I just don't understand why you can maintain a winning mentality in things where you're not guaranteed to win, but hesitate in things where you absolutely can't lose?"
Recalling these words, Gu Zheng's feelings became complicated, and then she suddenly felt a sense of admiration for Mo Yixia.
Although this guy is shameless, he is never ashamed to express his feelings. He hates when he hates and likes when he likes. He would shamelessly pretend to be unconscious so that Han Zhou would give him artificial respiration. He would also try to suppress himself because he hates his love rival.
Looking at herself, she clearly liked Han Zhou just as much, but she could never bring herself to say "I miss you".
He Ling is right. She can be fearless in everything, but she always seems hesitant and timid when it comes to matters of the heart.
Perhaps it's because there are countless couples and countless kinds of happiness in this world, and she worries that with her personality, she won't be able to be the best lover, nor will she be able to give Han Zhou the most perfect happiness.
She wanted to be Han Zhou's number one, to be his sun forever, so she was anxious and hesitant to confess her feelings.
But He Ling's words that day, to some extent, awakened her.
"Guzheng, happiness cannot be compared. Everyone has their own happiness. You may not be his 'best' lover, but you can think about it carefully—if you are together, can he give you the happiness you want most? If he can, isn't that also a kind of 'first'?"
Gu Zheng was certain that Han Zhou could give her the happiness she desired most, but she had never considered the issue from this perspective before.
So she took He Ling's advice and decided to throw away all her worries, treating it as an exam with a predetermined time and place, and bravely confess her feelings to Han Zhou this Christmas.
Don't worry about being an imperfect lover, or about not being able to give your partner the most perfect happiness, because happiness is created by two people together. A lack of confidence in yourself is actually a lack of confidence in your partner.
She had great confidence in Han Zhou. He had promised not to lie to her, and he said that she was his sun, and he would definitely be her sun.
Therefore, this situation will soon come to an end.
However, considering that this guy's past wasn't very happy, Guzheng didn't want to make her lose too badly, so she didn't confess on the spot and completely shatter her fantasy. She just said irritably, "Stop pretending. Put away that disgusting face. It's not like I haven't seen your true colors before."
Mo Yixia readily complied, immediately reverting to her usual calm and collected demeanor, and said indifferently, "So you really did share a room with Han Zhou?"
Gu Zheng didn't speak, but simply crossed her arms over her chest and turned the phone around again so that the other person could clearly see the scene inside the room.
"I see."
Mo Yixia nodded slightly, raising her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "But wouldn't it be too crowded for four people to sleep in one bed?"
"You don't need to do that..."
Gu Zheng was feeling quite pleased with herself when she suddenly froze upon hearing this. "What? Four people?"
Han Zhou hesitated, wondering whether to remind Gu Zheng, but Wang Lengqiu spoke first.
“A mirror in the room.” Her voice was soft, but it resonated like thunder in Guzheng’s ears.
Clearly, when she first showed the room to Mo Yixia on her phone, she had already seen Zhong Ling and Wang Lengqiu standing diagonally behind her in the mirror. They were just putting on an act for her.
A huge sense of shame welled up from the bottom of her heart, but she forced herself to calm down and said, "You mean the senior students? They were just worried about us, so they came along to check on us. They're going back later."
"Yeah."
Mo Yixia remained calm and bluntly exposed, "But if I'm not mistaken, Senior Wang Lengqiu's hair looks wet. She looks more like she just took a shower than you do."
"in addition……"
She paused, then said meaningfully, "Han Zhou also looks like he just took a shower."
Upon hearing this, Han Zhou, who was worried that Gu Zheng might be so angry with Mo Yixia that he couldn't sleep, suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. He never expected that, in the end, the fire would burn him instead.
Gu Zheng looked up at him, and although she was also suspicious, she stubbornly said, "He got caught in the rain."
Mo Yixia clicked her tongue: "Do you even believe that yourself?"
Gu Zheng was speechless, then puzzled. She could tell that Han Zhou had taken a shower because she could smell the scent of his shower gel, but how could this guy tell that Han Zhou had taken a shower when he was clearly looking through a screen?
It should be noted that Han Zhou's hair was never wet.
After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't hesitate to ask Mo Yixia the question.
Zhong Ling and Wang Lengqiu were also curious and wanted to know what Mo Yixia's basis was.
Mo Yixia shook her head slightly, giving him a look that said, "You really are hopeless: Han Zhou has a habit when he takes a shower..."
"and many more!"
Before she could finish speaking, Gu Zheng had already noticed something amiss and asked loudly, "How do you know Han Zhou's bathing habits?"
She believed she had caught him red-handed. He had clearly fabricated this lie to make her angry again, so that she would misunderstand that she and Han Zhou had once bathed together. Unfortunately, the lie was too clumsy for her to believe.
But gradually, an indescribable sense of panic crept into my heart.
When confronted with questions, Mo Yixia simply smiled and remained silent.
Seeing Gu Zheng's increasingly grim expression, Han Zhou knew that if he didn't step in, the situation would likely spiral out of control. Although he had never bathed with Mo Yixia, the two had done quite a few things together. If Gu Zheng were to make a mental connection, it could lead to serious problems.
He quickly explained, "I don't have a habit of taking showers, but she could tell I had showered because..."
"It's because he messaged me about it that afternoon."
In the video, Mo Yixia calmly took over his words, saying in a composed tone, "He told me that he had something very important to do that night and needed to take a good shower."
Han Zhou was taken aback.
Gu Zheng was also taken aback for a moment, but quickly frowned: "Why would he specifically tell you when he's taking a shower?"
“Because he needs my help with what he’s doing tonight,” Mo Yixia said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"You're not even here, what help can you give him?" Gu Zheng didn't believe it, but the other party's confident tone made it seem like there really was such a thing.
Han Zhou's heart sank slowly, fearing that Mo Yixia would say something lewd that would make him blush, but he was even more afraid that she wouldn't say anything lewd.
The next second, his worst fears came true.
Mo Yixia didn't even continue answering Gu Zheng's question, but simply sighed, "Instead of worrying so much about my affairs, you should think about what help you can give him."
"What do you mean?" Gu Zheng frowned.
“I’m so far away from you, and I can still tell whether Han Zhou has taken a shower or not. How come you’re so close to him and you can’t even notice something like this?”
As soon as she finished speaking, the lights in Mo Yixia's room suddenly turned on, and the surveillance camera in the corner of the wall also lit up with a red light.
The phone rang.
She could only immediately crawl into the covers.
Perhaps because she was forced to hold the phone up to her eyes, this time she didn't look at the guzheng anymore. Instead, her gaze went over the other person's shoulder and landed on Wang Lengqiu in the corner.
"Senior Wang Lengqiu, I have a question for you."
Wang Lengqiu didn't approach or speak; she just stared at her phone screen from afar, tilting her head slightly.
Mo Yixia considered for a moment: "Do you think love built on guilt is true love?"
The moment Han Zhou heard those words, he understood that nothing could escape Mo Yixia's eyes. Although he didn't yet know her basis for her judgment, she had already discerned the relationship between the two.
Faced with this sudden question, Gu Zheng and Zhong Ling were both taken aback, but Wang Lengqiu appeared unusually calm, as if she had already thought about the answer.
“I don’t care,” she said softly.
Don't you care?
Mo Yixia seemed thoughtful. "But don't you think this is very unfair?"
Wang Lengqiu didn't answer this time, but tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked the same question: "Do you think there's a first-come, first-served rule in love?"
"Of course!"
Before Mo Yixia could answer, Gu Zheng immediately spoke up loudly.
Mo Yixia replied without hesitation, "No."
Wang Lengqiu remained silent for a moment.
"I think so." (End of Chapter)