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

Xu Su tilted her head slightly, feeling a little awkward after his thoughts were exposed.

Just then, the aunt brought over a glass of milk. Xu Su took it, sipped it lightly, and after easing her tension, said, "I mainly didn't expect that three years ago, when we first met, you..."

In her opinion, Zhou Mochen's affection came out of nowhere. He could categorize a sixteen-year-old girl as one of his own after only meeting her a few times.

Xu Su gave a bitter smile; she was genuinely terrified…

Others probably find it hard to understand why she would feel scared when her boyfriend's feelings for her are so deep.

This kind of love that is recognized is too obsessive and heavy for Xu Su. It's like a net. If the two of them continue to have such a good relationship, and Xu Su obediently stays in the net of love he has woven, then everything will be perfect.

Can…

Xu Su had no other thoughts. She was sure that she liked Zhou Mochen very much and sincerely wanted to be with him forever, but she was really afraid of this feeling of having no way out.

During the past six months with Zhou Mochen, she was certainly happy. Her boyfriend unconditionally favored and spoiled her, always taking her thoughts into account in any situation, and her feelings were always the top priority.

But this love is a double-edged sword. Xu Su can only walk down this path to her death. Zhou Mochen will not allow her to turn back, will not allow her to deviate, and even if she has a distracting thought, she may suffer a backlash.

What will happen to this gentle and considerate man if she decides to turn back...?

Xu Su was in a state of turmoil. She truly liked him, but she also felt suffocated, probably because of their unequal social status.

If Zhou Mochen were just an ordinary person, and she had the right to end their relationship at will, then no matter how obsessive Zhou Mochen's feelings were, Xu Su would at most feel some pressure, not fear...

These thoughts could only be kept to herself. Xu Su found it difficult to explain to Zhou Mochen the pressure his feelings put on her. If she spoke out, it would sound as if she was always thinking about breaking up.

She hadn't considered breaking up, but there are some things she could never do, but she had to have the right to choose…

Zhou Mochen's feelings always shocked her time and time again, forcing Xu Su to admit that he would never give her that choice.

When the decision-making power in a relationship can only be controlled by one person, it is inherently unfair. Under such unfair circumstances, how can she calmly accept those intense, even obsessive, loves?

Xu Su finished her milk in one gulp, grabbed Zhou Mochen's arm, leaned her head against him, and sighed, "I have mixed feelings."

Zhou Mochen pulled her onto his lap and sat her down, coaxing her gently, "How complicated is it?"

"It's hard to say..." Saying it would make her seem a bit scummy, but in fact, besides feeling pressured, she also felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Xu Su wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest: "Zhou Mochen, I see that you are doing quite well in business. As a businessman, why are you so stupid when it comes to investing in relationships? Don't you feel like you're losing out by liking someone so wholeheartedly?"

She had such a bad temper those two years. Because of her memories from her past life, she would often make sarcastic remarks to him and rarely showed him a kind expression.

Now, putting yourself in her shoes, if Zhou Mochen had treated her the way she did back then, you'd be heartbroken...

"There's nothing I can do about losing money. I've already figured it out. You're my nemesis. If we really run into each other, I have no say in the matter."

Zhou Mochen said helplessly, "Xu Su, to be honest, sometimes I also feel quite pathetic."

Xu Su's pupils dilated suddenly, completely unable to understand how Zhou Mochen could be associated with the word "pitiful".

Even though he was made to cry by her several times, he was a prince whose tears reeked of money, so how could he be pitiful?

"Don't you understand?" Zhou Mochen looked at her quietly for a while, his lips moved slightly, "If you could understand how much I like you, perhaps you would understand."

"If I had had the foresight to know three years ago that I would encounter a menace like you in Changshi, I would have avoided Changshi altogether..."

Still unwilling to accept defeat, Zhou Mochen prepared to say something harsh, but he could only say half of it. He paused, stared at her for a long time, and then suddenly reached out, pinched her chin, and leaned down to kiss her.

Xu Su had just drunk a glass of milk, and the rich milky flavor mixed with her own scent was absorbed by him all at once.

Her head was held tightly, and she could only whimper. One hand rested on his shoulder, limp and powerless to push him away. Her other hand was restricted, and her mind went blank.

After a long while, Zhou Mochen released her with a light breath, quietly looking at the girl in his arms, his fingers tracing her rosy lips, his expression inscrutable.

She has no idea how alluring she looks right now.

Her eyes still held a naive bewilderment, yet also a girlish charm; her eyes were red and moist from the kiss, making her appear both innocent and alluring…

Zhou Mochen loved her look so much, and kept kissing her, but his heart ached.

Just the thought that he had seen her like this before, kissed her like this, kissed her until she had no strength left, perhaps even…

He gritted his teeth in hatred.

How can I let it go?

It's all just self-deception!

However, in order to completely erase that person from their lives, he could neither let go of the past nor show it at all.

He at least needs to convince Xu Su that he has truly forgotten and shouldn't think about that person anymore...

He would always laugh at himself in his heart, thinking how pathetic he was to be so anxious and insecure.

Like a gambler at the end of his rope, clinging to that laughable hope at the gambling table, hoping she would be more steadfast and give him more returns so he could at least recoup some of his losses…

With a heart full of unbearable pain, Zhou Mochen pressed a kiss to Xu Su's forehead with a blank expression and said calmly, "If feelings are a business, then the worst business I've ever done is liking you. I've lost everything."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Don't be afraid of me, Xu Su. You don't need to be afraid of me at all, you know? If I could be ruthless towards you, I wouldn't be in such a passive position."

Are you afraid of him?

Xu Su wasn't afraid of him, of course. What truly frightened her was his love, which bordered on the pathological...

She was afraid she couldn't afford it, she was afraid there would be more setbacks in the future, and she lacked confidence in herself.

Xu Su felt her throat was a little dry, and she didn't dare to think about the day she would suddenly make a scene and break up with Zhou Mochen...

No no no!

"I'm not afraid of you." Xu Su quickly dismissed those dangerous thoughts, scratching his head in distress. "I'm just under a bit of pressure. You don't understand how I feel. It's that feeling of worrying that I won't be able to repay you, you know?"

"I have nothing to repay you with?" Zhou Mochen chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes. He just glanced at her and said, "Xu Su, I don't expect you to repay me in any other way. Just repay me with yourself and don't have any designs on anyone else."