Immortal Cultivator

"What about you? Before you met Luo Ye, had you ever dated anyone?"

"No."

Su Baizhou said expressionlessly, "Junior Underclassman is my first love."

"Did you ever like anyone before?"

"Apparently not."

Still, Su Baizhou gave it some serious thought before asking solemnly, "In second grade, I thought my math teacher was handsome."

The moment she said that, Lei Xiaoxiao looked at Su Baizhou's cool, aloof expression and couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Su Baizhou, you're way too cute. How can you say something so funny with such a straight face?"

Thinking your math teacher was handsome in elementary school—what did that even count as?

At the age when one first began to understand love, it was perfectly normal to become interested in an outstanding, handsome member of the opposite sex.

But Su Baizhou seemed never to have gone through that stage.

Most people experienced their first stirrings of love in middle school or high school. Some even had someone they liked in elementary school.

But during that time, there was no way Su Baizhou could have developed an interest in the opposite sex like an ordinary girl.

All she ever thought about was what she could do, and how she could do it, to make her father a little happier.

Only then would her father not hit her.

Because of those childhood experiences, Su Baizhou feared love, and feared marriage even more.

She would unconsciously distance herself from every man who approached her.

Until someone had been willing to take things slowly with her, willing to mend the wounds in her heart.

There was a saying: time could solve everything.

But Su Baizhou didn't believe that.

What solved everything wasn't time, but the countless different people who appeared over time.

Li Xia, Qin Yuwen, Mingxuan, Luo Ye...

They had