Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 434 - 321. Two or Three Things about Liao City_2

Chapter 434: 321. Two or Three Things about Liao City_2

"His greed was uncontainable; he wanted it all."

The next morning, Lu Jincheng woke up in his bed only when the daylight was already bright.

The house was empty; a unique experience for a college student during the winter vacation, as his parents had gone to work early.

He washed up quickly and browsed through the messages on his phone.

In fact, since returning to Liao City, aside from Zhong Ruixi, who shared his location, his other close female friends had all simultaneously entered a "long-distance" state.

Long-distance meant that during the lengthy vacation, they could only keep in touch through their phones most of the time.

[Look! This is the pajama I wear at home, isn’t it a big contrast?]

In understanding the boss’s thoughts, Mou Keyan was definitely top-notch.

The senpai, who always had a sexy charm, sent a photo.

In the photo, she stood in front of a full-length mirror wearing a pink and yellow cartoon pajama.

She seemed to have just finished exercising; her face was flushed with an afterglow, looking as if moisture could drip from her tender skin.

Under the slightly disheveled pajama, her seductive and slender figure was hinted at, with the edge of the soft cotton fabric intertwined with the hem of her pajama pants, revealing a bit of her waist.

The toned and perky behind was senpai’s proudest asset from long-term exercise.

Adorable, yet mixed with a hint of sexiness.

[Like an innocent high school girl, yet with a touch of allure, I like it.]

Mr. Lu spared no praise.

The next message on WeChat wasn’t a picture, though.

It was a short video taken in third-person perspective.

As soon as Lu Jincheng played the video, even he, who was used to grand scenes, couldn’t help but widen his eyes in surprise.

There were French signs on the street sides, and in view was an approximately 700-meter long tree-lined avenue, with flat European-style lawns.

Rows of green trees, the chirping of birds, and the scent of flowers, alongside an eight-lane road with ups and downs in the terrain, this avenue was exceptional in its grandeur.

[Look how good their relationship is~]

The videographer spoke with a soft Wu dialect, and though it was clear she was a middle-aged woman, her voice was as gentle as water.

The camera angle shifted, and Lu Jincheng immediately recognized the famous Arc de Triomphe.

So this was the Avenue des Champs Elysees.

The legendary world’s most beautiful avenue, embodying elegance and prosperity, romance, and trendiness all in one.

[Ninnin, turn around and look at the camera!]

The taller girl turned around first, standing in front of the Arc de Triomphe, waving cheerfully at the video.

Her dimples seemed to have the power to melt hearts.

Then, the short-haired girl beside her also turned around, her eyes and brows curved, revealing a gentle smile.

The video ended there.

But what did Zhou Sinin mean by sending this video to him?

After some thought, Lu Jincheng could only react accordingly.

He directly mimicked the tone of the person filming and replied.

[Look how good you two get along~]

[?]

Zhou Sinin sent back a crisp question mark.

On the surface sisters, on the surface best friends.

Must be tiring to pretend in front of elders?

On the other side, Guan Yongyi, who took the time to message him amidst her activities, was much more direct.

[Spent the whole day shopping today, playing the part of surface sisters, just got back to the hotel, dead tired.]

The two sisters abroad were in a different time zone from Lu Jincheng at this moment.

[But haha, if it weren’t for you, we would still be the best of sisters.]

[Don’t worry, there will be a chance to mend relationships slowly in the future.]

Lu Jincheng replied immediately.

[???]

This time, Guan Yongyi couldn’t help but send three question marks.

Lu Jincheng laughed and put down his phone.

Intimate relationships from different countries don’t work.

Both of them are so cold.

...

After greeting his advisor and Yu Qingyue, Lu Jincheng dressed and stepped out of the residential area, deciding to go out for breakfast.

Liao City is not large, broadly considered a fourth- or fifth-tier city.

After graduating from university, Mr. Lu thought everything was better in big cities, and did not plan to return to his hometown, heading straight to Beijing without looking back.

Only after spending many long years in Beijing did he reach middle age and realize.

Nostalgia is like a flimsy boat ticket, with oneself on this side and parents on that side.

Although Mr. Lu was already financially free at that time, he could easily bring his parents to Beijing.

Yet the time he spent with his parents ultimately remained limited.

Liao City, being an agricultural prefecture-level city, looked the same years later through Lu Jincheng’s eyes—street-side buildings unchanged.

Unlike ever-changing metropolises where memories of streets and alleys could be replaced by new urban plans and demolitions within a few years,

No longer in existence.

The morning sunlight was not fierce, warmly caressing the face.

Lu Jincheng found a familiar breakfast stall—a bowl of savory tofu pudding and two fried dough sticks.

Walking down the streets, there were groups of elderly exercising in General Park, practicing Tai Chi to the radio broadcast.

Quickly, it was about twelve o’clock, and Lu Jincheng arrived on time for the family meal at his grandfather’s house.

They were making dumplings at home, a proud tradition of the Lao Lu family.

On festivals and special occasions, any excuse was a good one to make dumplings and eat together.

The Lao Lu family was prospering with many members. Lu Yuqing was the eldest, with two aunts and an uncle below him.

With sons, daughters, daughters-in-law, sons-in-law, grandchildren—over a dozen people—

The only slight disappointment was there was only one blood grandson.

As traditional elders, they doted on Lu Jincheng the most; he was pampered and spoiled like Jia Baoyu from the Grand View Garden.

Today was Lu Jincheng’s day to return home, as well as a day for the family gathering.

Soon, several cars entered the community—the second uncle’s family, the eldest and younger aunt’s families had also arrived.

Lu Yunian, the second uncle, was not outstanding academically as a child and went into business early, amassing a considerable fortune after decades of hard work.

Second Aunt Xiong Xiaomin thus had the confidence to be a full-time housewife. Their family had the closest relationship with the rest.

The TV was on while the women made dumplings together; Lu Yuqing and Lu Yunian talked about work, while Lu Jincheng played cards with his younger brothers and sisters.

"Brother, I’ve got five months until the college entrance exam. Where do you think I should study?"

The girl sitting across from Lu Jincheng, picking up cards, was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old with shoulder-length hair—

Lu Xiaohan from the second uncle’s family.

In Liao City, only junior high school girls were required to have short hair; there were no such restrictions in high school.

Girls who were not keen on long flowing hair and happy to keep short hair often carried a sense of vigor in their actions—Lu Xiaohan was exactly that kind of girl.

"How’s your mock exam going?"

"About 600 points, I guess."

"Then head to Beijing."

With that score locally, it was basically the starting point for key 211 universities, and with above-average performance, touching the threshold of prestigious 985 institutions was possible.

Lu Jincheng didn’t hesitate.

"But I was thinking of studying in Jiang City so you could look after me!"

Lu Xiaohan’s eyes curved into an attractive arch.

The two had been close since childhood, with just a year’s difference in age.

"...It’s up to you. As long as you’re happy, you can go anywhere."

"Jiang City is pretty good too."

In his previous life, Lu Xiaohan had asked Lu Jincheng the same question.

But back then, not only did Mr. Lu disagree with his sister’s view, he even criticized Jiang City as worthless.

"Happy is good?"

Lu Xiaohan rubbed her eyes. "Didn’t you always tell me to be careful and to choose my city and major wisely?"

...

Lu Jincheng scratched his head.

From a high school student’s perspective, these choices indeed seemed like huge life decisions.

Most high school students are forced to choose a career for life without the chance to understand and make mistakes in the world.

If they choose wrong, they have to pay the price for five years, ten years, or even a lifetime.

But from the perspective of one who had lived twice, Mr. Lu felt these concerns were trivial.

Did his sister, whom he had grown up playing with, still need to worry about her future and livelihood?

With blood thicker than water, family members need only be happy and joyous.

Why is there a saying, "When one man gains the Tao, his poultry and dogs ascend to heaven?"

Because like the people around him, they all have the confidence to freely choose their life.

Happiness is the most important thing in this world.

The most difficult and crucial cultivation in life is to understand oneself.

To understand what kind of life one enjoys, to understand how one truly wants to spend their life.

The sooner this process begins, the sooner you start living for yourself.