Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 290 - 216. The Lethality of Memories_2

Lu Jincheng didn’t even look at the content; he could only respond with a universal phrase.

"Teacher Guo also said, typhoon aside, it’s only when reviewing videos that we can spot problems with tone, diction, and usage. It’s only through reviewing and summarizing that we can improve."

Zhong Ruixi looked serious, thought for a moment, and then added a reminder.

"Make sure you practice like this when you go back! If it’s embarrassing to do it with roommates around, just talk to yourself in the mirror."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Lu Jincheng’s focus was obviously still on the girl’s phone in his hand.

"Let me study it a bit more."

Without even taking a sip of his milk tea, Lu Jincheng hurried to continue watching.

"There’s nothing worth studying; I felt super embarrassed watching it myself, really..."

Zhong Ruixi giggled, bringing her head closer to watch her own defensive drills with Ni Jiayun on the screen.

[Please note, debaters of the opposition, we cannot simply define xx...]

The video wasn’t long, just three to five minutes, and soon it ended and automatically moved on to the next video.

A close-up shot popped up immediately—a delicate, fair face with rippling eyes, a high nose bridge, and a beauty mark that was quite captivating.

Selfies were aplenty in every girl’s phone.

"Hey! You can’t watch these!"

Zhong Ruixi’s voice suddenly rose, like a little squirrel that had its tail stepped on, as she tried to snatch the phone from the man’s hands.

"Annoying! Give it back to me!"

Fortunately, Mr. Lu was quick to react.

He turned his body away, laughing as he lifted his hands high, "What’s the matter, what’s the matter? Can’t I take a look at my own girlfriend?"

"No, no! It’s too embarrassing..."

Zhong Ruixi tugged at his clothes with reddened cheeks, and, seeing no reaction from him, she began to pinch and squeeze his arm.

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop looking."

Not until the selfie video ended and transferred to another did Mr. Lu leisurely press the back button, returning to the overview page of videos.

That opened up a new world altogether.

Bai Yueguang had been using an iPhone since high school.

After switching to the latest model in university, transferring data was naturally not a problem.

So he saw the page filled with thousands of photos and videos he had backed out to.

That was... youth.

Even someone as composed as he couldn’t help but widen his eyes at a fleeting glance.

Zhong Ruixi in Liao City First Middle School uniform, Zhong Ruixi smiling under a camphor tree, Zhong Ruixi wishing herself good luck on the college entrance exam while lying on her desk...

Youth hit him like a wave, staggering Mr. Lu fiercely.

He stood there, motionless.

Even as Zhong Ruixi snatched the phone back, pocketing it like an animal guarding its food, he finally came back to his senses.

"Rui Rui..."

Lu Jincheng’s voice was dry.

"What is it?"

Zhong Ruixi’s lips were tightly sealed, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassed warmth.

"Can you let me see that? The one with you in your school uniform..."

He couldn’t articulate it well, and his voice even carried a hint of timidity.

No help for it, even though the Bai Yueguang he had been secretly in love with for many years was in front of him, and they had established the intimate relationship he had once dreamed of.

But what was truly unstoppable about Bai Yueguang was that her actual presence could not outweigh the memories of the past.

Those memories resided in her phone.

"No."

Zhong Ruixi puckered her lips.

"Please, I want to see it. My biggest regret is not being with you in high school."

Lu Jincheng wrapped his arms around her shoulders, lowering his voice, cajoling her softly.

"Can I just take a look at Bai Yueguang from back then?"

"If you promise to train properly, I’ll let you see it."

A woman in love is not hard to persuade.

Under sweet, sugary words as sweetened as her milk tea, Zhong Ruixi’s lips soon curled into a smile.

"I’ll definitely train well!"

Lu Jincheng mimicked her gesture, making a cheering motion, his gaze full of determination.

"Okay, okay, I’ll look for the video with the school uniform, but you can only see this one, okay?"

"Also, you’re not allowed to laugh at me, okay..."

Zhong Ruixi slowly stretched out her hand, reaching towards her own pocket, still feeling a bit embarrassed.

Watching old photos and videos from her student days with her boyfriend was for the current Zhong Ruixi certainly one of the most embarrassingly intense experiences.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"This one?"

Zhong Ruixi opened the gallery, previewed the thumbnails, and tapped on one of the videos.

The girl in the school uniform was brimming with smiles.

"Mhm mhm."

Lu Jincheng watched intently, wishing he could reach out and click through them himself.

"Just this one!"

Zhong Ruixi clicked on the video, instinctively wanting to turn her head away to avoid watching.

But fearing a repeat of the inadvertent auto-play mishap from earlier, she had to bite the bullet, supporting the phone with her left hand as she leaned forward to push it towards Lu Jincheng.

In the frame, to her surprise, appeared the sixteen- or seventeen-year-old Zhong Ruixi.

She stood in the classroom, her face full of collagen, clearly in a good mood today, her hair done up in a pretty pair of pigtails.

The blackboard behind her listed the day’s schedule of classes; she happened to be the duty student and needed to clean the blackboard.

The moment she stepped up to the stage, a beam of sunlight shone on her cheeks.

She raised her hand, the light split, her brows and eyes curving as the camera captured it all.

"Saturday after school is the happiest time, do you know why?"

The biggest difference between a beautiful girl and a straightforward boy is that they learn to edit early on.

The next shot showed Zhong Ruixi and her classmates walking home together, the girl beside her none other than Pan Xuan, the two chattering away, their voices captured on camera.

Vibrant voices.

The following shot was a selfie of her navigating the corridors close to the college entrance exams.

Wearing a dark hoodie under her school uniform, she smiled at the camera, her teeth neat and white, her ponytail swinging with her brisk steps.

She held up her finger, counting down the days to the exam, pouting her lips in a cute microexpression.

Youth flowed in the instrumental music.

"Hey, you zoned out?"

Zhong Ruixi nudged Lu Jincheng again with her elbow and waved a hand incessantly in front of his face.

The video had ended, so why was he still staring blankly?

"You’re... really... beautiful."

Lu Jincheng seemed still to be in a daze, his mind swirling with countless phrases, yet he couldn’t think of the right words to describe his feelings at that moment.

It was as if he had returned to his own high school days.

Back then, his main focus at school had been on Zhong Ruixi.

Sometimes he would see her playing with her classmates in the hallway, sometimes he would notice her daydreaming at her desk.

Feeling she was troubled, he wanted to care for her, to talk to her.

But he didn’t have the courage.

The budding affection of adolescence indeed brought about and shame and inadequacy.

Whether it was love at first sight or love developed over time, infatuation and destiny were both momentary and unusually miraculous.

The first time he saw her glance up inadvertently and met eyes clear, bright, and brimming with smiles, from that moment on, the gaze he stole had found its destination.

But to her, at that time, Lu Jincheng was just another classmate passing by.

"Really now, I think I didn’t know how to dress back then, just washing my face before going to school every day. I’m obviously more attractive now..."

Even though Zhong Ruixi felt flattered, she kept her tone polite.

Strictly speaking, indeed, she was more attractive now.

But memory itself is the greatest filter.

Zhong Ruixi, in her school uniform, smiling in the sunlight, in Mr. Lu’s eyes, had the power to outshine all else.

"Why don’t you post these pretty videos on your social circle?"

Lu Jincheng turned his head, just in time to meet Zhong Ruixi’s half-smiling gaze.

"I don’t like to share everything, and besides, I kept them as memories for myself, not for others to see."

Zhong Ruixi’s eyes curved, her hands gently hooking the man’s and their fingers interlaced.

It was the first time she had seen Lu Jincheng with such an expression.

Smitten... puzzled... mixed with an uncontainable joy.

Such a look seemed to have a powerful contagion, bringing her joy as well.

"I love watching them, can I see a couple more?"

"We’ll see about that later, depends on my mood."

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