After his blunder in the handsome guy's comment section was exposed.

The noodles were cooked, and the two sat side by side at the table, each with a bowl.

Halfway through the meal, Lin Xuechun picked up her phone and started browsing.

The dinner post I shared on WeChat Moments tonight got a lot of likes and comments.

She read through them one by one.

Jiang Lan: [Looks, smells, and tastes amazing! So tempting!]

Xi Weiming: [Thumbs up.]

"Your parents both commented on my post."

Lin Xuechun moved her phone closer to Xi Chenzhou, gesturing for him to look.

"Your dad is so funny, he even left a comment and a like. Should I reply to them? But I don't know what to say."

Xi Chenzhou glanced at her phone, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Just reply with one word each—Dad, Mom."

Lin Xuechun felt embarrassed, her ear tips turning slightly red. She looked down and poked at the noodles in her bowl: "Was it too early to call?"

Xi Chenzhou raised an eyebrow, put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and looked at her with a lazy smile in his eyes: "They're just like me, eager to get a formal title as soon as possible, believe me."

Lin Xuechun blushed even more: "Never mind, let's wait until after we get married to call each other that."

She thought for a moment, then lowered her head to type, replying very politely.

Xi Chenzhou also picked up his phone and opened it. Under the same post on WeChat Moments, his own parents hadn't even liked it, but his parents-in-law had commented.

"Your parents commented on my post too."

"Huh? What did you comment on? Let me see."

Lin Xuechun leaned closer and saw—

Zhou Meiling: [These photos are really well taken.]

Lin Guoping: [Thumbs up.]

Lin Xuechun smiled and tilted her head to look at him: "Did my dad and your dad make an agreement to both like posts manually?"

Xi Chenzhou: "Older men are not good at expressing themselves, but they want to show their presence."

Lin Xuechun: "So, how do you plan to reply?"

Xi Chenzhou smiled and tapped his phone screen a few times. Lin Xuechun saw him type: Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Dad.

Lin Xuechun stared in disbelief. "How come you call me that more smoothly than I do?"

Xi Chenzhou glanced at her, his expression natural: "They'll be my parents sooner or later."

After getting engaged, the two added each other's parents on WeChat.

They even created a family group chat.

However, it was mostly the parents who were active, while Xi Chenzhou and Lin Xuechun didn't say much.

"A lot of messages were sent in the group."

It was only then that Xi Chenzhou noticed it by chance and casually opened the family group chat.

He placed his phone in the middle and looked at it with Lin Xuechun.

I don't know who started it, but the parents on both sides of the group started reminiscing about the past and posting photos of the two of them when they were little.

Lin Xuechun leaned closer to look, and the first photo she saw almost made her choke—it was taken when she was three or four years old. Her little face was round and chubby, she was wearing a floral dress, and she was holding a chocolate ice cream. Her mouth and nose were covered in black cocoa stains, making her look like a little kitten who had stolen a treat and hadn't wiped her face.

Zhou Meiling: [When my daughter Xuechun was little, she would always have a big face full of ice cream after eating it. I don't know how she ate it like that.]

Jiang Lan: [Oh my, her cheeks are so chubby, you could squeeze water out of them if you pinched them, she's so cute! Post more, I want to see more.]

Encouraged, Zhou Meiling threw out several more bills.

There was a picture of her sitting on the kindergarten slide with her hair in two little pigtails, smiling and revealing her gap-toothed front teeth.

Some students, dressed in elementary school uniforms, tilted their heads and saluted with extremely serious expressions.

There's also a stage photo from a junior high school arts performance, where she's wearing a white ballet dress, standing on one leg, her slender arms and legs taut and straight, like an elegant yet nervous little swan.

Xi Chenzhou flipped through the pages one by one, saving each one as he read it.

When he flipped to the ballet photo, his fingers paused, and he glanced at her. Lin Xuechun covered his eyes with her hand: "What are you looking at?"

Xi Chenzhou took her hand down, brought it to his lips, and kissed it: "So my wife has been beautiful since she was a child."

Lin Xuechun's cheeks flushed, and she tilted her head to rest on his shoulder, nuzzling her forehead against his neck.

Why are you praising me so much?

hum.

"I also want to see photos of you when you were little, and scroll back through our chat history."

"it is good."

Xi Chenzhou continued scrolling through the messages in the group chat.

The two of them watched it together.

Sure enough, Zhou Meiling in the group also asked Jiang Lan to send photos.

Jiang Lan posted a few pictures.

One photo shows Xi Chenzhou when he was four or five years old, wearing a white shirt and overalls, standing upright in front of a flower bed in a park. His little face is tense, his lips are pursed into a line, and he looks impatient, as if he's wondering why the photo isn't finished yet.

Lin Xuechun chuckled: "So you had this cool expression when you were little too, it's like it's been magnified to scale."

Xi Chenzhou smiled and said, "I didn't like taking pictures when I was little, but my mom forced me to."

The two continued reading.

This is a photo of Xi Chenzhou when he was seven or eight years old.

Wearing a navy blue suit with a bow tie, he was participating in a piano competition. Sitting on the piano bench, his profile already showed the delicate features of a young man, and his slender fingers rested on the piano keys.

But his expression remained tense, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked cool.

"Wow, so talented!" Lin Xuechun commented as she watched.

Xi Chenzhou's ears turned slightly red as he continued scrolling down.

The next picture is a snapshot of him dunking with one hand on a basketball court during his middle school years.

The boy's arm muscles were well-defined, his bangs were blown by the wind, revealing a cool and sharp face, and sweat glistened on his forehead in the sunlight.

Lin Xuechun stared at this picture for several seconds, then nudged his arm, her eyes shining: "This picture is so handsome!"

He's the type she might have a crush on if she saw him in school.

I couldn't help but wonder: "You must have had a lot of girls like you when you were in school, right?"

Xi Chenzhou shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't paid much attention."

"You're lying." Lin Xuechun didn't believe it at all. "When you were playing basketball, girls must have brought you water. Besides, you went to high school abroad, where the atmosphere is more open than in China. You might have even had a puppy love, with some sweetheart or cheerleader or something. That's how it's portrayed in American TV shows."

She used to watch American campus romance dramas, where the male and female leads would switch places to fall in love.

You sleep with me, I'll sleep with you.

The relationships are such a mess, it's giving me a headache.

He grew up in the United States, so it's impossible that he hadn't talked to her.

She had only been casually looking at the photos, but her thoughts drifted to this point, and she felt a pang of sadness.

Seeing her jealous expression, Xi Chenzhou felt inexplicably pleased, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Hmph, you're still laughing!"

Lin Xuechun's pretty little face puffed up.

I'm unhappy.

Xi Chenzhou took her hand, kneaded it lovingly in his palm, and looked at her earnestly: "Back then, I was either in class or exercising every day, I didn't have time to think about those things, and I wasn't interested in the girls around me."

"From the past until now, I've only ever loved you."