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

Immediately afterwards, the fingers were gripped tightly, as if reminding someone of something...

Xu Su suddenly looked up at him, raised their clasped hands, and blurted out, "You mean this is the first time you've ever held hands with a girl?"

Zhou Mochen frowned and corrected, "It's not just about holding hands. Apart from necessary social handshakes at work, this is the first time I've ever held a girl's hand."

The voice was undeniably firm.

Xu Su suddenly felt a headache coming on, so, Zhou Mochen in her past life was...?

Her thoughts were in complete disarray... In an instant, she recalled many scenes of their time together in their past life, and she was utterly perplexed...

Since... why is that person pretending to be a seasoned veteran with no problem in mind?

Zhou Mochen leaned closer, seemingly wanting to hug her. Xu Su shrank back a little. After a moment's pause, he sat back down, held the girl's hand again, and then reluctantly let go.

"I'm saying all this to tell you that Huang Chao doesn't think our relationship is as bad as you think, and I'm not as bad as you think either."

Zhou Mochen said, "Look, I clearly like you so much, but I still hold back, don't I? Xu Su, don't misunderstand me as a playboy, I'm not."

Xu Su suddenly realized something.

Zhou Mochen gave in much earlier this time...

This tone is clearly something only a thirty-year-old Zhou Mochen would have. In his twenties, he would only pretend to be invincible and forcefully dominate their relationship.

If he had done the same thing in his past life... would they really have ended up like that?

So what happened in his past life that made him choose that way to start their relationship?

Having overthought things, Xu Su rubbed her forehead, already mentally exhausted. She said dejectedly, "My head hurts. Let me go back to sleep. Zhou Mochen, let me remind you again, I'm sixteen years old this year."

Zhou Mochen sighed helplessly: "I know you're sixteen, so stop reminding me. I'm keeping track of your age."

"..." Xu Su was too exhausted to think about what he meant. Seeing that the car door lock was unlocked, she quickly jumped out of the car and rushed home without looking back.

That night, Xu Su had a dream.

My dreams are filled with Zhou Mochen.

The ruthless and domineering Zhou Mochen, the Zhou Mochen with reddened eyes, the Zhou Mochen who was crazed while holding her...

In the end of her dream, she vaguely saw Zhou Mochen, whose hair had turned half white, guarding her unconscious body.

When Xu Su opened her eyes, she felt an inappropriate heaviness in her heart...

How could Zhou Mochen's hair be white? Before she was reborn, he was only thirty-five years old, the prime of a man's life.

Even though she often teased him back then, she never mocked his age... even though she knew he was actually quite bothered by the five-year age gap between them...

After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Xu Su finally got up to get ready for school.

In the car, Xu Su took a serious look at Zhou Mochen, the man she would spend her life with, for the first time.

It must be said that 21-year-old Zhou Mochen possesses a dashing and handsome charm that his 35-year-old self lacks. His skillful driving and the confidence he exudes in every movement, coupled with his striking good looks...

This person must be a prominent figure at school.

This is Zhou Mochen...

Noticing the girl's gaze, Zhou Mochen felt a surge of pleasure, his voice tinged with barely suppressed joy: "What? You've discovered I'm not so bad after all?"

Xu Su took a breath, her mood not very good. She said, "Hmm, you're not bad looking. Didn't any girls pursue you at school? Didn't you even have a chance to hold a girl's hand?"

Zhou Mochen paused, somewhat helplessly: "I don't like it, why should I hold their hands?"

As he spoke, he opened his right hand and offered it to me: "Would you like to shake my hand? Here, you can hold it."

To be fair, this person's hands are very beautiful, with distinct knuckles, long and fair.

"..." Xu Su looked away and chose to ignore him.

When Xu Su arrived at the classroom, she noticed that her classmates were all staring at her, guessing that it was probably because she had come back with red eyes the night before.

However, these stares gradually disappeared after she had a normal conversation with Xi Zirong during her morning self-study session.

Teacher Wu's attempts to separate the couple were ineffective...

With less than ten days until the final exams, Xu Su's latest exam results finally managed to squeeze into the top three in her class.

All of this was thanks to Xi Zirong's help. When he took the initiative to come and explain the problem to her, Xu Su no longer cared about the ambiguous words he had said the night before.

Although Xu Su didn't understand the thoughts of young boys, she had studied physiology quite well. After all, he was a teenager... Although he said he wanted to hug her, he managed to restrain himself, didn't he?

However, Ms. Xi seemed a little distracted today.

During lunch break, the two sat together. After Xi Zirong was distracted for the third time, Xu Su looked at him and said, "Are you not well-rested? Why don't you go take a nap first, and I'll do a test paper by myself?"

Xi Zirong was very tall. Even though the two of them were sitting, he was still much taller. He looked down at Xu Su and carefully scanned her eyebrows and eyes. Then he said in a low voice, "I was worried that you would cry when you got home last night. I was worried all night and didn't sleep well."

Xu Su paused, then looked away. "Didn't I say that Teacher Wu didn't say anything to me? I cried because of something else."

"Can you tell me about it?" The boy's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of heartache. "Xu Su, you know I'm worried about you."

A sound came from behind.

Wan Youping stood behind the two with a flushed face. His seat was in the last row of the class. He had obviously gotten up from his seat and was about to pass by when he heard his class monitor's confession.

"..." After being interrupted by him, Xu Su belatedly felt a little embarrassed. After Wan Youping left, she looked at Xi Zirong. This person seemed to have thickened his skin a bit, and this time he didn't even blush.

Xi Zirong's patient guidance over this period has made Xu Su unable to treat him as casually as he did at the beginning.

After thinking for a moment, I said, "It's a family matter. I'm planning to stay in a dormitory next year. I started crying while we were talking. Please don't ask anymore."

Xi Zirong paused slightly, thinking of her family situation, and pursed her lips slightly: "Okay, I won't ask anymore."

In fact, he was worried all night. The image of the girl crying until her nose turned red was imprinted in his mind and wouldn't fade away.

The boy felt heartache for the first time and was at a loss, only wanting to hug her. Xi Zirong didn't know how he managed to resist hugging her at that time.

His gaze was too intense, making Xu Su very uncomfortable. She turned her head and glared at him: "If you're not going to talk about the questions, go back to your seat. Xi Zirong, can you please tone down your gaze?"

Xi Zirong smiled and said in a clear voice, "Okay, I'll control it."

Xu Su: "......"

Her competitive spirit absolutely wouldn't allow her to blush because of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, so Xu Su stubbornly kept a straight face.