Starting Off By Confessing To My Classmate's Mother

A mature woman, especially one as graceful as Gu Wanzhou, possessed a unique allure, warm and alluring. The memory of that day when Li Zhiyan massaged her leg still lingered in her mind, and she hadn't been able to forget it since.

"Mom."

At that moment, Yu Sisi walked into the room.

"You seem a bit out of it today. Did something happen?"

"How could anything be wrong with me? Don't worry."

Looking at her daughter, Gu Wanzhou felt a strange pang of guilt, a worry gnawing at her that one day her daughter might regret certain things.

"It's nothing, really. Just some thoughts that came to mind."

...

That evening, when Li Zhiyan returned home, his mother, Zhou Rongrong, had already prepared a full table of food, waiting for him.

"My son, you seem in a good mood today."

Zhou Rongrong watched her son with warm eyes, noticing a shift in him recently—he seemed different from before, though she couldn't quite pinpoint how.

"Maybe because I've started making some money," he replied with a smile.

Li Zhiyan had always been unremarkable before—quiet, unnoticed, and lacking in confidence. But now, he was just eighteen, with a growing bank account of eighty thousand yuan and some very unique skills under his belt.

How could he not feel great?

"Mom, once I save up enough, I'm definitely getting you a new home. We're moving out of this old rental."

"Alright, my dear son," Zhou Rongrong replied, gently placing some food in his bowl. She didn't believe it was really possible, but she didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm either. Sometimes, a little hope could brighten even the darkest days.

"Mom, you're getting prettier every day," he remarked, unable to help but compliment her.

As a devoted son, his mother was the most beautiful woman in his eyes.

"You little flatterer," she chuckled. "Since when did you learn to say such things? It's like you've become a different person."

"Mom, I'm just being honest."

Watching her son, who seemed to have grown so much, Zhou Rongrong felt a newfound hope for the future.

"By the way, Mom, I won't be coming home for dinner tomorrow night. I'll be back a bit later."

Zhou Rongrong gave him a curious look. Could it be that her son was dating someone? If so, that'd be a good thing. Coming from a single-parent family, finding a partner could be tricky. Starting early might make things a bit smoother down the line.

"Take care of yourself, Xiao Yan. And if you are dating someone, make sure you treat her well."

Li Zhiyan sighed inwardly. It seemed everyone was always telling men to treat girls well. But that kind of thinking had led to countless girls taking men's efforts for granted.

"Mom, what do you think about relationships with a significant age gap? Or, say, a relationship with an older woman… someone about twenty years older, for example?"

He wasn't really talking about girls, though. He had someone much older—an alluring forty-one-year-old woman—in mind.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Rongrong paused, slightly surprised. Could it be that he wasn't into girls his age?

"Son, are you not interested in girls your age?"

"Well… a little. I'm just curious. I was wondering if you'd be okay with it if I dated someone twenty years older."

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Rongrong responded sincerely, "Son, I don't know what kind of person you'll like in the future. But as long as you truly like her, I'll support you. So, don't worry."

"Even if she's around my age, I'd still accept her. Nothing in the world is more important than my precious son's happiness."

Hearing his mother's understanding words, warmth filled Li Zhiyan's heart.

"Mom, you're amazing. I can't believe you're okay with that."

"What's there to be okay about? I'm not some old relic," Zhou Rongrong laughed, running a hand through his hair. "Go and pursue whatever makes you happy, son. Just remember, Mom will always have your back."

She ruffled his hair lovingly. Deep down, though, she wondered if he might actually end up with someone her age. But then again, it didn't really matter. As long as he was happy, she'd be content with anything.

...

The next day, Li Zhiyan spent the day with Li Shiyu at an internet café, immersed in a day of Dungeon Fighter and CrossFire. Every now and then, he checked his system's skill progress.

True to its name, the Slacker System was sluggish, with the progress bar moving as slowly as the final loading tick of CrossFire.

But finally, in the afternoon, the skill finished loading.

That evening, after calculating the time, Li Zhiyan arrived early at the park, as directed by the system.

He tested out a few punches, feeling the newfound power. He was no longer the weak high school kid from before but a true fighter capable of taking on five men at once.

"My system really is incredible! If it can let me acquire skills like this, maybe it could even grant me talents like the famous charm of the historical playboys."

Anything seemed possible now, and having experienced a second chance at life, Li Zhiyan's ambitions were beginning to grow.

Before long, he spotted her: Gu Wanzhou, dressed in a sleek black business suit, with nude-colored stockings and heels.

"Auntie Gu really does love this style," he thought to himself as he watched her approach.

Even from a distance, he could tell something was troubling her. Her usually elegant face was clouded with concern.

Could it be… was she worried about his confession?

As he pondered this, the time drew closer to 7:42 p.m. The park was growing more crowded, but Auntie Gu, deep in thought, drifted towards the pavilion, watching the fish leap in the pond, seemingly lost in her own world.

Never in her life did she imagine she'd be confessed to by an eighteen-year-old boy—and with such sincerity. She couldn't deny how much she liked Li Zhiyan, but not in the way he wanted. Her affection was that of an adult admiring a promising young man, and that was why she had wanted to make him her godson.

But he had insisted on something more, on being together. Rejecting him would only hurt him, but being with him seemed impossible.

Not only was he just eighteen, but she was twenty-three years his senior. Moreover, he had once pursued her daughter, Yu Sisi.

There were just too many reasons why they couldn't be together.

As her thoughts wandered, Gu Wanzhou's face warmed with emotion. This boy was both a source of joy and frustration.

"That little rascal… how could he have the nerve to steal a kiss from me…"

Thinking back to that moment, her cheeks flushed. She was lost in her reverie when a blond-haired thug appeared before her.

"Hey there, gorgeous. How about adding me on QQ? I feel like we have a connection."

Standing at over six feet, the thug towered over her, and with few people around, a wave of unease washed over Gu Wanzhou.

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