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

As it turns out, it's best not to mess with Zhou Mochen.

Whether they are thirty-five or twenty-five, they are not to be trifled with.

Especially in bed.

Xu Su, supporting her aching back, looked at the man beside her, now dressed neatly and looking presentable again, and complained, "Who told you to be so fierce? I told you to be gentler."

"Is it fierce?"

Zhou Mochen zipped up her skirt, then hugged her from behind, his chest pressed against her back, encircling her in his arms. He listened to her soft complaints, lowered his eyes to kiss her neck, and whispered, "There's something even fiercer, but I just can't bear to use it on you."

He really wanted to tell the woman in his arms that if he could choose a way for the two of them to die, it would be to die in bed, in an intimate position where neither of them could be separated.

Even if he didn't say it, Xu Su knew that the man behind her was no pushover.

This guy is a complete freak, the kind of freak with an off-the-charts possessiveness.

The twenty-five-year-old Zhou Mochen could still be made to cry by her, but this 'old man' had long since learned to control his emotions in front of her, and the few times he did break down... were all related to her bad romantic encounters.

he……

Thinking of their past, almost crazy, affairs, Xu Su swallowed hard, wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned in, "Zhou Mochen, you better behave yourself, or else..."

Zhou Mochen lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I might fall asleep again and not wake up."

The room fell silent instantly.

“Su Su,” Zhou Mochen looked at her for a while with an unreadable expression, and said softly, “If you continue to be unconscious, I will die, and I will take you with me.”

"..." Xu Su, who felt a little uneasy under his gaze, breathed a sigh of relief and was speechless.

I thought he was going to say something nasty... Well, actually he really was quite nasty!

…………

It was already evening when they left the company. The two went out for dinner and didn't get home until after 10 p.m.

After taking a shower in the lounge, Xu Su didn't even take a bath. As soon as she got back to her room, she went to the bathroom to wash up.

After cleaning herself up from head to toe, she came out of the bathroom and saw the man on the bed holding a phone, his eyes fixed on the screen, not even looking up when he saw her come out.

Xu Su was taken aback and approached somewhat unhappily. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly noticed that the phone in his hand... seemed to be hers.

Just as her mind reflexively began to recall what incriminating things were on her phone, she saw Zhou Mochen raise his head and look over.

His eyes had turned a dark red at some point, and he looked at her with a terrifying gaze. Xu Su was startled and reflexively took a half step back from his gaze.

Zhou Mochen abruptly closed his eyes, his voice hoarse with barely suppressed emotion: "Su Su, tell me who Xi Zirong is, and why you searched for his name?"

The screen of his phone slowly turned around, the browser page still showing Xi Zirong's profile.

This is what Xu Su searched for this afternoon.

In fact, she had searched for Xi Zirong's identity information several times in the past two days.

In this world, Xi Zirong, who was over thirty years old at the time, had never crossed paths with her and was now fully devoted to the field of science, having already earned the reputation he deserved.

He has already achieved remarkable success in the industries he once expressed interest in to her: artificial intelligence and biomedicine.

Xu Su carefully examined his resume, from his life story to his major achievements, major honors, and personal life.

In fact, much of the information was only briefly mentioned, but the information that was released was enough to amaze Xu Su.

So this is the life that Xi Zirong, who hadn't met her, should have experienced.

Xu Su stood by the bed, remaining silent for a long time.

Zhou Mochen could no longer restrain himself. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed, hissing, "Speak! When did you meet Xi Zirong?"

Xu Su lowered her eyes to look at the hand that was being held tightly, and did not struggle. She said softly, "Have you forgotten? He and I were high school classmates."

"What high school classmate? We didn't even cross paths back then. Now, after all these years, you've suddenly remembered your high school classmate?" Zhou Mochen stared at her with scrutinizing eyes. "Tell me, where exactly were you during the four months you were in a coma?"

"..." Xu Su was taken aback by the question, but before she could hesitate for long, the tightening force on her wrist brought her back to her senses.

She turned her head to look at the man in front of her.

Seeing Xi Zirong's name appear on her phone, he was alarmed and his face showed a rare panic.

Sure enough, he knew Xi Zirong and mistook her for...

However, she had never had any interaction with Xi Zirong in her life, so his fear of Xi Zirong could not have originated from this lifetime.

Xu Su suddenly realized that all her guesses had been proven true.

She had such an absurd experience, and so did he.

In fact, he experienced it first.

A hand appeared on Xu Su's chin, lifting her face. Zhou Mochen leaned in and kissed her pale lips, his voice soft: "Su Su, tell me everything."

"What do you want to know? You probably already have a guess in your mind, right?"

Xu Su pulled the hand off his face and felt his fingertips trembling. Feeling sorry for him, she took his hand and intertwined their fingers, comforting him, "It's not as serious as you think. Look, I'm back now."

The veins on Zhou Mochen's neck had bulged out at some point, and he stubbornly asked, "Tell me, what exactly happened during the time you were unconscious?"

"I'll tell you everything you want to know." His eyes were unusually red. Xu Su looked at him for a while, her heart aching terribly. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, gently coaxing him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I love you the most, okay?"

She nuzzled her cheek against the man's neck, and once he was no longer so stiff, Xu Su slowly began to tell him, with some parts omitted, about her bizarre experiences over the past few days.

She knew what he was afraid of; did he think she had returned to his past life?

That past life he longed for but could not have, that past life with Xi Zirong...

The hand around her waist tightened little by little as she spoke, until finally, he held her tightly in his arms.

Perhaps because he had also had such a bizarre experience, or perhaps because he had already guessed, Zhou Mochen did not question her claim of 'rebirth'. Instead, he stared at her for a long time with a sullen face and a gloomy look before muttering, "Useless."

"..." Xu Su poked his waist, "Who are you calling a good-for-nothing?"

Wasn't he cursing his own self in another world?

Zhou Mochen didn't believe for a second that the person from the other world could be himself. He gritted his teeth in resentment, "You only like me because of him?"

This means she's jealous.

Xu Su blinked, shaking her head with a strong survival instinct: "Of course not. On the contrary, it's because I saw you in my dream and realized that I would feel sorry for you, that's why I was willing to like him."

Zhou Mochen nodded calmly, then suddenly grabbed the back of her head and pulled her close, coldly demanding, "What about Xi Zirong? You two got together quietly, and that good-for-nothing just let him go like that?"