Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 119 Lin Zhou is shocked: So the snake from high school wasn't there for revenge?

A token of love?

That green rubber snake that I bought for five yuan, which was poorly made and even had some paint chipping?

Lin Zhou stood frozen in place, feeling as if a bolt of lightning called "Truth" had struck his skull, leaving it charred and raw.

The floodgates of memory were instantly burst open.

It was the summer of my sophomore year of high school, and the incessant chirping of cicadas was incredibly annoying.

The original owner was in the most restless and also most brainless stage of adolescence. In order to attract the attention of the aloof school beauty Su Qingge, he spent a lot of money (five yuan) to buy a lifelike snake from the convenience store at the school gate.

Taking advantage of the absence of anyone during PE class, he sneakily stuffed the snake into Su Qingge's desk.

Even now, when I think back on it, the scene is still vivid in my mind.

Su Qingge returned to the classroom, reached for a book, and let out a scream that echoed through the corridor, scattering books all over the floor.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the teaching department arrived upon hearing the news. The original owner was dragged to the office by the ear, made to write a three-thousand-word self-criticism, and also received a demerit.

From then on, the original owner was convinced that Su Qingge was the one who filed the complaint.

What started as a crush turned into "love turned to hate," and the two began a seven-year-long "arch-enemy" relationship.

But now...

The woman in his arms was still whimpering, her warm cheeks rubbing against his chest like a kitten seeking petting.

"Lin Zhou...you idiot..."

Su Qingge had her eyes closed, tears still clinging to her long eyelashes, but a silly smile played on her lips.

"That snake... it's so green, with big eyes, so cute..."

"cute?"

Lin Zhou's lips twitched violently.

Dude, you call that cute? Has your aesthetic sense been chewed up by a husky?

"Of course it's cute..."

Su Qingge mumbled, her voice as soft and sweet as cotton candy:

"That was the first gift you ever gave me."

"I was terrified at the time... but when I saw it was you who put it there, I wasn't scared anymore..."

"I even gave it a name, 'Little Boat'... I hug it to sleep every night..."

Lin Zhou felt a chill run down his spine.

Sleeping while hugging a rubber snake? And it's called "Little Boat"?

The scene was too beautiful for him to imagine.

"So... what happened with that disciplinary action?"

Lin Zhou couldn't help but ask the question that had troubled the original owner for many years, "Didn't you complain to the head teacher?"

"Tell me about it? I didn't!"

Although Su Qingge was drunk, she still reacted strongly to these words, suddenly raising her head and almost bumping into Lin Zhou's chin.

She looked aggrieved, her red eyes glaring at Lin Zhou:

"That day... that bald director happened to pass by the window... he saw me holding the snake and laughing, and thought I was scared out of my wits..."

"He insisted on arresting you, and I couldn't stop him!"

"I even went to the office to plead for it... I said it was a toy I bought myself... but the director didn't believe me, saying I was being threatened by you..."

Su Qingge grew angrier as she spoke, and punched Lin Zhou in the chest with her little fist:

"You heartless bastard! You glared at me after we got out! And you called me a tattletale!"

"I cried all night because of this... You owe me back my tears! You owe me back!"

boom--!

Lin Zhou felt that his worldview had completely collapsed.

It turned out to be the case.

So this is the truth.

The so-called "reporting" was actually the head of the teaching department's "heroic act."

The so-called "arch-enemies" are actually a "mutual misunderstanding" between two teenage idiots.

He thought she was getting revenge, and she thought he was being vengeful.

The two of them remained awkward and hurt each other for seven whole years.

If it weren't for today's drinks, and if it weren't for this drunken remark, this misunderstanding would probably have been carried to my grave.

"I'm such a... pig."

Looking at the pitiful woman in his arms, Lin Zhou felt a sharp pang of sadness, wishing he could travel back in time and slap himself twice.

It turns out that while he thought he was a pathetic simp, the goddess whom all the boys in the school looked up to was hiding under the covers, hugging that ugly rubber snake, secretly missing him.

What kind of amazing plot is this?

What kind of torturous love story is this?

"sorry……"

Lin Zhou lowered his head and gently kissed Su Qingge's smooth forehead.

The movements were gentle, filled with pity and remorse.

"I'm stupid, I'm blind."

"I'm sorry you had to suffer."

Su Qingge seemed to sense this tenderness, and her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

She found a comfortable position in his arms, hanging on him like a koala, her breathing gradually becoming steady and long.

"It's not your fault..."

She murmured something in her sleep, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible:

"As long as it's you in the end... that's enough."

These words were like a feather, gently tickling Lin Zhou's heart.

He held her in his arms, remaining motionless for a long time.

He carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket only after she had fallen into a deep sleep and was snoring softly.

Looking at that stunning face even without makeup, Lin Zhou's eyes were so tender they could melt.

"Foolish woman."

He reached out and tidied her messy hair, his fingertips tracing her burning cheeks.

"It won't happen again."

"From now on, I'll make sure you live like a princess every day."

After doing all this, Lin Zhou took out his phone from his pocket.

The screen displays the "Recording" message.

Just now, when Su Qingge started acting crazy while drunk, he casually turned on the recording so as to keep evidence (to mock her later).

Unexpectedly, this recorded "heartfelt confession" is worthy of being recorded in history.

"This is a family heirloom."

Lin Zhou looked at the red stop button and a mischievous smile crept onto his lips.

He tapped his finger to save, back up, and upload to the cloud.

The movements were completed in one smooth motion.

After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket, turned off the bedside lamp, leaving only a dim nightlight.

Goodnight, my...little fangirl.

Lin Zhou slipped into bed and gently embraced Su Qingge from behind.

This night is destined to be filled with sweet dreams.

……

however.

Life always likes to surprise you when you're most relaxed.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, mercilessly piercing Su Qingge's eyelids.

"Well……"

Su Qingge let out a painful groan, feeling as if her head had been split open and filled with paste.

The aftereffects of a hangover.

She struggled to open her eyes, and the familiar ceiling came into view.

My memory is fragmented.

My last impression was of last night's grand affair; she downed three glasses of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) with gusto, and then...

Then what happened?

How did she get back?

Have you done anything shameful?

Su Qingge sat up abruptly, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Lin Zhou walked in carrying a cup of warm honey water, a knowing smile on her face that made her uneasy.

"Oh, you're awake?"

He walked to the bedside, handed her the honey water, and his tone was laced with a smug, teasing tone:

"How was it? Did you sleep well last night, my... campus belle from Suzhou University?"