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

Changshi is far from the capital. They set off in the morning and didn't arrive in Beijing until it was almost dark in the afternoon.

Xu Su took turns driving for a while, and after dinner, Xi Zirong drove Huang Feng and Qian Jia back to their school before driving into B University.

Xu Su had actually expected that Zhou Mochen would come to see her today, so when she got out of the car and saw the familiar black SUV parked downstairs in the dormitory, she wasn't surprised at all.

Looking back at Xi Zirong, who was about to get out of the car, Xu Su calmly said, "Go park your car. Don't worry about me and him."

B University has a dedicated parking lot; the area downstairs from the dormitories isn't a designated parking area. The fact that Zhou Mochen parked there without being chased away by the administrator means he has connections.

Xi Zirong stopped getting out of the car, looked up at the man who had already gotten out of the car not far away, paused, and said, "He looks very angry, could it be..."

"No!" Xu Su glanced at him speechlessly and said firmly, "He won't hurt me, but it's possible you wouldn't if you were here."

Xi Zirong was a thorn in Zhou Mochen's side, and probably the person he hated most in his life.

Xi Zirong probably understood this himself, and when Xu Su urged him for the third time, he finally started the car and left.

With one gone, Xu Su felt a slight sense of relief and looked up at the other one.

At this time, many students had not yet returned to school. It was freezing cold, and snowflakes were slowly falling. Only she and Zhou Mochen were standing far away at the dormitory entrance.

Zhou Mochen leaned against the front of his SUV without moving. Xu Su couldn't see his expression because they were too far apart. She was silent for a while before slowly walking closer.

She had only taken a step away from him and had just stopped when the man in front of her grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, pulled off Xu Su's scarf with one hand, buried his face in it, like a stray dog ​​sniffing its owner's scent.

Zhou Mochen twitched his nose, unable to smell anything, and smiled before taking a bite of the soft flesh of her neck.

Xu Su's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if he was about to be bitten to death by him at any moment.

As she took her hand out of her pocket and tried to push him away, Zhou Mochen had already begun to slowly kiss her neck.

Without saying a word, he held her neck and slowly kissed her, leaving a trail of marks, then looked at her with satisfaction.

Snowflakes fell and melted into water. Xu Su shivered slightly from the cold. Zhou Mochen wrapped a scarf around her neck, then cupped her face and pressed his forehead against hers: "Ninety-three days have passed, Su Su, can't you forgive me?"

Xu Su turned her head to avoid his approach, but was stopped by having the back of her neck grabbed.

"It hurts a lot here." Holding Xu Su's hand in his other hand and placing it on his chest, Zhou Mochen's voice was still very soft: "Say a few words to comfort me, and I won't feel bad anymore, okay?"

Something is wrong with him.

Xu Su keenly sensed that something was wrong with the man in front of her.

He was too calm when he saw her return in Xi Zirong's car.

Like the calm before a volcanic eruption.

Xu Su's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked up at him, and just as she opened her lips to speak, her lips were covered and kissed.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mochen's kiss was very gentle, as if he were treating a precious treasure that was about to disappear.

How long has it been since they've had this much warmth between them?

When did all that remained between them become endless suspicion, resentment, hurt, and boredom?

Snowflakes fell on her face, leaving it cold and wet. Xu Su opened her eyes and looked at the water stains under his eyes, unable to tell for a moment whether Zhou Mochen was crying or not.

Why is he crying?

Is it because she came back in Xi Zirong's car?

Xu Su gripped his arm slightly, wanting to ask him a couple of questions, but Zhou Mochen misunderstood her as resisting and tightened his grip on her arm.

He kissed her more passionately, pulling her close in his arms.

After a long, long time, Zhou Mochen slowly released the girl in his arms, his fingertips tracing her red lips, and whispered, "Xu Su, do you still love me?"

He asked very seriously, as if the answer she gave could determine his life or death.

Do you still love him?

Xu Su swallowed, about to speak, when Zhou Mochen pressed her lips down. He looked closely at her expression and smiled, "Don't say things out of anger, Xu Su. I can't tell whether what you said was said out of anger or not. You just need to tell me whether you still love me or not."

What on earth is wrong with him? He looks like he's about to have a mental breakdown.

Xu Su inwardly grumbled, stared at him intently for a while, and sighed with a sense of grievance.

Oh shit!

She clearly intended to make things difficult for him, and she clearly didn't intend to forgive him easily.

Why do I feel so soft-hearted when I see him on the verge of collapse?

But what could she do? She seemed to really, really love him.

I can't bear to see him suffer, and I can't bear to torment him like I did before.

Xu Su wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, feeling his muscles tense, and pinched them hard, feeling particularly annoyed.

"Zhou Mochen, are you sure you'll believe what I'm saying?"

Zhou Mochen buried his face back in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled: "Tell me..."

Xu Su pursed her lips and said, "If you believe me, then I'll tell you, I love you, but I can't convince myself to forgive you."

That thorn won't go away, at least not now.

Hearing that she was still willing to admit she loved him, Zhou Mochen felt a surge of scalding heat rush into his cold heart, almost making him tremble for a moment.

He opened his mouth, but the heat made him speechless. He could only hold her tightly, his lips pressing against the veins on her neck, slowly licking them. He wanted to... he wanted to...

Was it to coax him?

Just coax him a little more, it's okay, just lie to him a little more.

Don't let him go.

Even if it's just an act, she'll stay by his side.

Don't want anyone else, don't want anyone else.

Zhou Mochen's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed the sobs that were about to spill out, feeling as if he had returned from hell to the human world and was finally saved.

Nothing else matters anymore.

As long as she's still willing to deceive him.

Xu Su was held too tightly by him and had some difficulty breathing. Fortunately, the restraint around her waist was soon released, and Zhou Mochen's hoarse voice rang in her ears.

He said, "What would you do to get revenge on me?"

Xu Su was stunned, and almost instantly understood what was wrong with him. She was furious: "You sent someone to follow me?"

Did he send someone to follow her again?

That's how it was in his past life, except that in his past life he directly arranged for bodyguards to follow him, while in this life he comes in secret.

Zhou Mochen admitted in a low voice, "Yes, I don't want to doubt you anymore. Only by knowing all your whereabouts can I feel at ease."

Xu Su sneered at his attitude: "Zhou Mochen, what whereabouts have you found? Why are you suddenly acting like this? Did you see me yesterday...?"

“I saw it,” Zhou Mochen cupped her face, leaned closer, and said gently, “Give me an answer now. If you say no, I will believe you.”

"..."

It’s simply unreasonable!

Believe no nonsense, his expression was scarier than madness.