Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 429 - 317. Self-Proof Trap

Chapter 429: 317. Self-Proof Trap

"Life is not about living a lifetime, not about living years, months, days, but rather those fleeting moments."

The Soviet writer Pasternak once uttered this profound saying.

At this moment, Zhou Sinin was held in a man’s arms, with a faint scent lingering around her nostrils.

Chanel Bleu, a light and fresh aroma.

She was certainly familiar with it.

It was the perfume she had carefully selected and gifted to Lu Jincheng during a shopping trip.

A scent is a wonderful thing, like an immutable coordinate in the universe.

A specific perfume used repeatedly during a certain period could, even after a long time, swiftly transport Zhou Sinin back to a particular scenario.

She suddenly remembered that day.

Arm in arm with Lu Jincheng, in front of them were bottles of perfume, whereupon she sprayed each on her index finger and brought it close to the tip of her nose.

That aroma, fragrant yet slightly woody, seemed to encapsulate a moment in time.

Turning her head, Lu Jincheng was there in a crisp white shirt, sitting beside her, trying out fragrances with her—gentle and patient.

She experienced different scents, occasionally complementing them with explanations, her speech revealing shallow dimples, her flirtatious gaze pouring forth from her expression.

So this was what being in love felt like.

Could she ever return to being that person filled with daily excitement and anticipation?

Zhou Sinin was lost in the moment, her gaze lowered, her mind a tangled mess.

So.

Should she give him another chance?

She recalled her mother’s advice.

Sun Mengyun had said that young girls, freshly grown-up and full of dreams, long for love, for a future full of surprises from fate.

They unwrap the gifts from the gods of fate in their daily anticipation.

Colorful wrappings, red, yellow, pink, blue—they might contain surprises, joys, and adventures, but also troubles, complications, and predicaments.

But that’s alright, there’s plenty of time.

With each unwrapping, they gather experience, becoming smarter, braver, and more perceptive.

After all, youth is the confidence to make mistakes.

Thus, Zhou Sinin lifted her head.

Her bright, gleaming eyes looked towards Lu Jincheng, her voice soft and tender once again.

She caught his question like a fluffy ball of yarn and tossed it back at him.

"Are you willing to prove it?"

"..."

Prove nothing.

Never justify yourself to a woman—that’s the motto of an alpha male.

Lu Jincheng paused for a moment, his expression subtle, as he was about to say something.

But Zhou Sinin had already spoken the next line.

"If you delete Guan Yongyi now, I’ll believe what you just said."

The gentle breeze of noon lightly brushed through, the brown-haired girl’s hair swaying, her eyes brimming like autumn waters.

"..."

He guessed this hurdle wouldn’t be so easy to clear.

"Let’s not talk about deleting friends for now, it has nothing to do with whether I love you or not."

"What I want to ask is."

The man was silent for a few seconds, then his lips slightly curved, his palm patting the back of Zhou Sinin’s hand, he asked with a half-smile.

"So, under what status are you asking me to delete friends?"

"If I heard correctly, the term you just used for yourself."

"Seems like it was ’ex-girlfriend’, huh."

"It’s me who got blocked, it’s me who is in love with you, I never mentioned breaking up, I’m the one who came to you proactively."

"And you?"

"Just a single term ’ex-girlfriend’, and you summarily sentenced us to death."

"If that’s how you see yourself, I don’t think there’s a need for me to justify myself."

"I want to prove, but what about you?"

"It’s like the whole world is telling boys how to love girls."

"But no one ever taught us to first consider whether the other person loves us or not."

The noon temperature in winter was warm, yet the temperature between them fluctuated like a barometer.

From Lu Jincheng’s response, her smile gradually stiffened.

This wasn’t the answer she had hoped for.

Or rather, Lu Jincheng’s reaction far exceeded her expectations.

Not only did he have no intention of deleting her as a friend, but he also retorted that she didn’t love him.

"Not... "

Zhou Sinin’s fire was instantly doused, and she was stuck where she stood.

She always felt something was off, but looking at it from Lu Jincheng’s perspective, she couldn’t pinpoint any faults.

The man spoke one sentence after another, the momentum gradually ascending, his logic simple and clear, momentarily overpowering her own.

That’s not right!

Isn’t the one in the right supposed to be me?

Zhou Sinin found herself unable to speak for a moment, suddenly filled with grievance.

Her originally calm and restrained emotions surged chaotically like an iceberg emerging above the sea level.

How did it turn into him being reasonable?

Where did he get his reasoning from?

"You... "

The usually eloquent Zhou Sinin couldn’t form a complete sentence.

Her eyes reddened in a second, she turned her head forcefully, and after a while, she took a deep sniff.

Leaving him with a view of her calm profile.

That’s too much.

After all, Zhou Sinin wasn’t a goldfish, nor was she those women from a past life with special relationships.

Techniques and speech serve as a double-edged sword; moderation is the best solution.

Overusing them is called PUA.

But without them, this matter wouldn’t be easy to get over.

After all, she genuinely loved herself.

Lu Jincheng realized the matter had become quite serious and hurriedly moved closer to try to get a clear look at Zhou Sinin’s face.

The brunette girl turned her head away, not letting him see her face.

"How could you... say that?"

Zhou Sinin’s voice was not loud, her throat sounding somewhat choked.

"How could I not love you? If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t bother with your mess..."

"I even willingly became the legal representative; do you really think I understand nothing about law?"

The always exquisitely maintained little princess was now crying pitifully.

Her messy brown hair covered her eyes, her pale skin almost translucent in the wind.

Her big eyes, makeup removed, and her smile dissolved by tears, forming two clear tracks beside her dimples.

"You lied to me, Guan Yongyi lied to me, you all lied to me!"

"So this can all just be passed off lightly with you saying, ’Getting drunk was an accident?’"

"Do you not feel at all that you are really being too much?"

Zhou Sinin withdrew her hand, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Tears dropped one by one like pearls breaking off a string, falling between her tightly clasped fingertips.

Lover’s tears hit Lu Jincheng’s heart like a hammer.

Even the toughest steel can’t contend with gentle entwining.

"It’s not... this is my fault, I was wrong."

"I’m sorry."

"..."

Zhou Sinin bit her lip, yet she remained silent.

The man took out two tissues from his pocket, held her, and forcibly turned her face towards him.

Unsurprisingly, she had already cried herself into a tear-streaked mess because of her grievances.

Her reddened eyes were like those of a little white rabbit picked up by its owner after being abandoned for many years.