Locking away my heart and love! Going back to 2000 to be a top student again.

But she couldn't go back; that body rejected her entry and her approach.

As Xu Su watched Zhou Mochen spend a fortune changing batches of doctors and medical teams of various skin colors several times, he grew increasingly exhausted, and the despair in his eyes deepened.

His carefully maintained composure in public was crumbling, and the occasional glimpses of madness revealed a far cry from the refined, gentle, and elegant young master of the Zhou family he once was.

Zhou Mochen has always been a proud son of heaven, sitting high above the masses, looking down on all living beings. Perhaps his only tribulation in this life is meeting Xu Su.

Just as Zhou's mother said, she really was the obstacle that trapped him.

When Zhou Mochen wanted to marry Xu Su, his parents did take action. With the Zhou family's strength, they didn't need any marriage alliance with a wealthy family.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou didn't care about social status or matching families. As experienced people, they could see that she didn't care about their son, and that their son had been the one forcing this relationship.

Before the wedding, Zhou's mother had a private talk with Xu Su. Contrary to Xu Su's expectations of warnings and threats, Zhou's mother gently comforted her throughout the conversation. This mother was trying her best to persuade Xu Su to live a good life with her son. She couldn't quite remember the specific details.

What impressed me most was that line, "Good boy, look at Achen carefully. Even if he forced himself on you, just give him a chance. Try to look at him properly. My son is really not bad."

What was Xu Su's response at the time?

She just smiled faintly and didn't say a word.

What was she thinking at the time? She was probably very resentful, feeling that Zhou Mochen's control over her body wasn't enough, and he also wanted to try to control her heart.

Who would fall in love with someone who coerces them?

Xu Su's upbringing instilled in her a rebellious spirit; she was incapable of passively accepting fate. Zhou Mochen's choice to start things that way meant he was destined to never earn her respect.

But Zhou Mochen is so pitiful now. In the quiet of the night, after washing her body, he would suddenly break down and bury his face in her neck, sobbing softly.

This wasn't the first time Xu Su had seen him cry. She had made him cry several times before, but this was the first time his crying had made her feel so bad.

It was even more painful than seeing Xi Zirong's red eyes from crying... The pain spreading from the bottom of her heart made her bend over involuntarily.

She's practically a ghost, why is she still in so much pain...?

Xu Su can float away.

Her greatest wish was to regain her freedom and escape from Zhou Mochen's side.

Now in ghost form, she has regained the freedom she once longed for.

Xu Su's current state is different from the legendary ghosts. She is not afraid of sunlight, people, or so-called strong winds. She can leave this villa at any time, but she has not left.

They just floated around in their bridal chamber, watching this arrogant man gradually decay.

During this time, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou visited several times. Mrs. Zhou, who had always been dignified and proper, cried her heart out when she saw her only son in this state.

“I’ve always regretted it. I shouldn’t have let you go to Changshi back then. I should have stopped you when you wanted to go.”

She grabbed her son's arm and cried out in a hoarse voice, "Achen, wake up! Look at yourself now, are you still yourself?"

Zhou's mother was born in Changshi. A textile factory with tens of thousands of employees might be considered well-known in Changshi, but it would be completely insignificant in Beijing.

University students were rare in their time, and top students were even rarer. Zhou's mother, a woman born in a small town, rose through the ranks after graduating from Beijing University of Political Science and Law through her own efforts. Now she is the top leader in Beijing's political and legal system, an upright and incorruptible iron lady.

The Zhou family has deep roots and a thriving lineage. Old Master Zhou is one of the few figures in Beijing whose name cannot be addressed directly. While the Zhou family may have contributed to Zhou's mother's success, her own excellence is undeniable.

Xu Su actually respected her mother-in-law very much, and seeing her with her hair disheveled and her face covered in tears made her feel very bad.

No one can predict the future. Zhou's mother could never have imagined that her perfectly healthy son would become obsessed with a girl after just one trip to Changshi, his joys and sorrows revolving around her, and now even his life and death would be for her.

But they just didn't care from beginning to end.

"You can't be like this. Just for Mom's sake, pull yourself together, okay? You love her, but you can't stay by her side every day like this. You'll go crazy...you'll go crazy." Zhou's mother collapsed into her husband's arms, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Zhou Mochen stood silently, his already bloodshot eyes now filled with bloodshot veins.

Yes, please. Your elderly parents, your vast family business, your commercial empire—aren't all of those more important than me?

Xu Su floated by, sincerely hoping that he would cheer up and live a good life.

She can't go back to her own body now, and she's on the verge of death. Even if everything is fine in her current body, she might still die at any moment.

If Zhou Mochen doesn't start getting used to life without her now, Xu Su has no doubt that he won't survive once that body loses its vital signs.

He will die...

When she was first reborn, she had thought about this question: if she died, Zhou Mochen would probably commit suicide for love.

But seeing this man go crazy with her own eyes, Xu Su didn't want him to die.

Live on... Zhou Mochen, live well.

In the end, he remained silent, standing stiffly in place.

Mr. Zhou embraced his wife, silently watching his son, whom he had once been incredibly proud of. He had tried everything—beating him, scolding him—but he had no other choice.

His son once said that the girl was his destiny. At the time, he didn't take it seriously, always thinking that it was just the boy's first taste of love, and that after he had tasted many women in the future, he would find that the one at hand was nothing special.

He finally believes it now...

"He'd risk his life for a woman. My Zhou family has raised a hopeless romantic." Zhou's father gave a bitter laugh.

He gently patted his son's shoulder, "I only have one request: don't let your mother, an elderly woman, bury her son."

Zhou Mochen did not move until the elderly couple left the villa.

He stood there motionless for a long time, then turned around expressionlessly and went upstairs, returning to the side of the unconscious Xu Su.

Zhou Mochen stared at the woman on the bed for a long time, then reached out and stroked her face, his thumb resting on her lips and slowly caressing them.

"Actually, it's quite nice to fall asleep. I can no longer say those annoying things, and I won't keep trying to escape from me."

As she spoke, as if she couldn't hold back her anger, she leaned over and covered him.

No matter how hard he tried, the person beneath him wouldn't react. Zhou Mochen stopped all movement, buried his face in the woman's jet-black hair, and let out a dying whimper like a young animal.

Xu Su suddenly sat up, breathing heavily. The pain in her chest felt real. She pressed her hand tightly to her chest, tears streaming down her face.