"Leizi, why do you suddenly decide to return to China? Weren't you the most annoyed by those women at home who keep urging you to get married?" Dongzi and the others raised the same question to Tianlei, who proposed to go back. As long-time best friends, they knew each other very well. To quote Niu Shao's words: 'Even before the little schemes start spinning in their heads, they can guess what the other is going to do next.'
But was that an expression of eagerness on Tianlei's face just now? Wasn't he the one who feared facing those troublesome women the most? In the past, he would avoid them at all costs. Looking up at the sky, the sun still rises from the east as usual. At this moment, they probably wouldn't even dream that our 'Cold Young Master' is returning to China just for an 18-year-old high school student. That guy was impervious to all kinds of women before, truly deserving the title 'Cold' Young Master. Who would have thought that once he fell in love, it would be unstoppable, like a thunderbolt from the blue.
An exciting story is about to unfold, featuring a 28-year-old innocent old man and an 18-year-old Lolita student, who will engage in a dazzling affair. So, let's first supplement the information about the Lolita, Mo Xin.
Mo Xin, 18 years old, is a senior student at a key high school in City A, with two months left before the college entrance examination. She came to the Leng family at the beginning of the year.
The person who influenced Mo Xin the most was her grandmother, Mo Hanfei. Mo Hanfei's father was a high-ranking military official during the Republic of China era, making her a well-educated young lady from a wealthy family. It's a cliché story: a sheltered wealthy young lady falls in love with a scheming and ruthless fallen young master, unaware that his approach was only because of her father's status.
By the time she realized the man's true colors, her father had already passed away in the war, and the Mo family gradually declined among the warlords. Mo Hanfei also gradually faded out of the social circle of the elite ladies. However, the classical charm of a woman from the Republic of China era and the sense of superiority cultivated by years of literary influence did not perish in the war. It's just that she no longer believed in men, and thus she never married for the rest of her life.
The wealth left by her father was enough for her lifetime, but her love for literature led her to become a Chinese teacher at a girls' school. This was how she came to have a connection with Qingzi, Leng's mother.
Due to her past sentiments, Mo Hanfei always preferred wearing cheongsams and lounging in her rocking chair. The voices of Hu Die and Ruan Lingyu from the gramophone often echoed through the ancient alley for a long time, narrating the extravagance and sorrowful partings of the Republic of China era. At the age of 50, she adopted a girl, Mo Qing, who would later become Mo Xin's mother. Unexpectedly, mother and daughter shared a similar fate, both deceived in love. After giving birth to her daughter, Mo Qing was perpetually melancholic, soon fell into depression, and ended her young life amidst Mo Xin's cries.
Wiping away her tears, Mo Hanfei resolutely raised her granddaughter. She named her Mo Xin, hoping she wouldn't easily fall in love in the future. Aware of her own advancing age and that Mo Xin's mother had passed away with her father's identity unknown, Mo Hanfei was determined to ensure her granddaughter's future happiness by at least not allowing her background to become a reason for others to look down on her. She disciplined Mo Xin strictly, much like her own mother had done to her.
From childhood to now, Mo Xin had always attended girls' schools. Her reserved personality made it seem like she had few friends, but in reality, it was a misunderstanding by our little Mo Xin. She was probably unaware that she resembled a beauty from ancient paintings, giving off an unattainable aura. People even felt that getting close to her was somewhat sacrilegious. Of course, our future dark, cold young master wouldn't feel this way.
Her grandmother often stood by the floor-to-ceiling window for long periods, the hem of her cheongsam occasionally lifted by a mischievous breeze. Since childhood, Mo Xin had enjoyed quietly watching her grandmother, this beautiful woman. She also liked playing songs from the Republic of China era on bright afternoons—her grandmother reminiscing, while she daydreamed.
Perhaps the only time she defied her grandmother was insisting on learning ballet. Being out of touch with the outside world always made her feel disconnected from contemporary life. The lack of parental and peer companionship often left her with an inexplicable sense of melancholy.
There was no doubt about her grandmother's love for her, but it was also more stringent. Mo Xin held great respect for her grandmother, yet there was a lack of dependence.
At the age of six, the rhythm of dance seen through the glass deeply attracted her. Eventually, her grandmother, unable to resist the silent stubbornness of the little one, agreed to let her learn ballet. This was the only time her grandmother compromised with her, and the only time she insisted against her grandmother.
She practiced for many years, expressing her emotions through the rhythm of dance, finding peace in each turn and movement.
Years ago, her grandmother succumbed to the call of death, leaving her as the only family member in this colorful world. For a long time, she stayed in the room filled with her grandmother's presence, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window where her grandmother once stood, watching the sunrise and sunset, reminiscing about everything about her grandmother.
One morning, when the doorbell rang, she even thought it was her hallucination. The doorbell had never rung before. Looking at the kind middle-aged couple in front of her, Mo Xin could even sense a warmth emanating from them.
It turned out that her grandmother had known about her illness long ago. She remembered the student Qing Zi, who had been in contact with her. From the letters Qing Zi wrote to her, she felt the student's admiration and affection for her teacher. A significant portion of the property her father left her was in the bank's safe, enough to ensure Mo Xin's comfortable life. Qing Zi made her feel at ease to entrust her granddaughter to her until she graduated from college.
A connection between teacher and student led Mo Xin into the Leng family, where she met a man as passionate as fire, finding her lifetime happiness and true love.