Unveil Her Secret Identities-Chapter 645: Extra - on Lu Zhizhou ②_1

The next day after Lu Zhizhou finished freshening up, she planned to go downstairs for breakfast. Just as she stepped out of her residential community, she saw He Chenguang.

He Chenguang was holding breakfast in his hand, waiting for Lu Zhizhou at the entrance of the community as he usually did so they could go to class together.

Lu Zhizhou’s steps involuntarily faltered, and she gently bit her lower lip, standing still in one place.

Suddenly she didn’t know how to face He Chenguang anymore.

"Zhizhou, good morning."

He Chenguang behaved as if nothing had happened. As usual, he handed her breakfast, not mentioning last night’s events, and still wore his usual smile.

Lu Zhizhou took the breakfast, keeping her head down and avoiding eye contact with He Chenguang.

"Don’t think too much."

He Chenguang saw that Lu Zhizhou was in low spirits and spoke gently to her.

He knew that his words last night had troubled her. He felt truly sorry yet had no regrets over his impulsiveness.

Whether there was an outcome or not didn’t matter; what mattered was that he had expressed his feelings. At least he had made an effort. He wouldn’t have any regrets in the future.

He didn’t expect a response from Lu Zhizhou, as he was well aware of the chasm between them.

"He Chenguang, let’s be together."

Standing in front of He Chenguang, Lu Zhizhou looked at the breakfast bag in her hand. She spoke in a serious tone.

Back in Kyoto, she used to have feelings for someone. However, due to Lu Mojing, she dared not express her feelings and could only bury them deep inside her heart, letting them fade gradually over time.

Lu Zhizhou knew that aside from Xu Boyan, Lu Mojing didn’t hold anyone else in high regard. He fervently hoped that she could end up with Xu Boyan.

However, Xu Boyan had said that he wouldn’t marry her. Perhaps her relationship might have a future if she didn’t end up with Xu Boyan, right?

"What did you say?"

He Chenguang wondered if he had misheard her. He looked at Lu Zhizhou with disbelief in his eyes.

"Let’s be together, let’s try it."

Lu Zhizhou took a deep breath and repeated her words.

They could try.

She liked He Chenguang, in an unnoticed and unconsented way.

However, there was someone she liked in her youth, but that affection had faded over time, and now it was gone.

"Are you sure you’re not joking?"

He Chenguang stared into Lu Zhizhou’s eyes. He was more serious than ever. He was afraid, afraid that Lu Zhizhou was just joking around, and this unfounded fear was killing him.

"I’m serious."

Lu Zhizhou nodded her head.

He Chenguang hugged Lu Zhizhou tightly. He was ecstatic. His happiness soared, almost as if he was ready to take flight.

Once they got together, they became inseparable, just like any other lovey-dovey couple in a relationship.

Lu Zhizhou thought that once the novelty wore off, He Chenguang would stop liking her, or her feelings for He Chenguang would fade.

However, she found that her feelings for He Chenguang were growing deeper and that He Chenguang was treating her better and better.

"Zhizhou, will you marry me?"

In their sophomore year, after being together for more than a year, He Chenguang hugged Lu Zhizhou around the waist and asked in a deep affectionate tone.

Lu Zhizhou froze instantly, yet the hint of a smile remained on her lips. "You’re not at the legal marriage age yet. It’s too early to talk about this."

At that time, He Chenguang and she were both twenty years old.

"Alright, I’ll ask you again when I’m twenty-two," He Chenguang said slowly without overthinking, and his grip on Lu Zhizhou’s hand tightened slightly.

Only Lu Zhizhou knew that she was just trying to change the subject. There was nothing more to it.

She and He Chenguang might not actually end up together in the end, but she was thoroughly enamored with every moment they spent together.

He Chenguang would give her presents on holidays, bring her an umbrella when it rained, brew brown sugar ginger tea when she was on her period, and stay by her side when she was sick...

In short, He Chenguang was truly wonderful. So much so, that Lu Zhizhou felt she couldn’t live without him.

How could a woman possibly resist a man who could be so kind?

Of course, any girl would find a boy like He Chenguang hard to resist. She was no exception.

"He Chenguang, why are you so good to me?"

On countless nights, before closing her eyes to sleep, Lu Zhizhou pondered over this question, unable to find an answer.

Finally, on a sunny afternoon, Lu Zhizhou voiced the question that had been pressing her for ages.

"Silly girl, you’re my girlfriend, my future wife. If I don’t treat you well, who else should I pamper, hmm?"

He Chenguang’s voice was filled with tenderness and love as he calmly answered her question.

Lu Zhizhou smiled on the outside, sweet as always. But inside, she felt bitter.

He Chenguang had already planned out their future, yet she wanted to retreat. She didn’t dare to think about the future.

What could she do?

She had lost her mother at a young age and was brought up single-handedly by her father. Although her father was strict and pushed her to study subjects she didn’t like, his love for her was true.

Thanks to her father, she had become the enchanting Lu Zhizhou, the focus of admiration and respect wherever she went.

When it came to choosing between her father and boyfriend, her scales tipped in favor of her father.

She felt guilty, but there was nothing she could say, and she dared not speak out.

"He Chenguang, what if, and I’m just saying if, what if you stop liking me?"

Lu Zhizhou, with chopsticks in her hand, kept stirring the rice in her bowl as she asked this question slowly.

She didn’t know whether He Chenguang would continue liking her in the future. Even if she still liked He Chenguang, they might part ways in the end. So, she hoped that He Chenguang would stop liking her at some point.

"What are you talking about? I, He Chenguang, swear that I’ll only love Lu Zhizhou in this life. Apart from Lu Zhizhou, I don’t like anyone else."

He Chenguang raised his right hand, saying this seriously and fervently.

He was certain that he loved Lu Zhizhou, and he loved her deeply.

Lu Zhizhou smiled. In He Chenguang’s eyes, she seemed to be delighted, but internally, she was incredibly bitter.

Lu Mojing had trained her to smile sincerely and tenderly whenever and wherever, regardless of her mood.

Now, she used this ability to hide her feelings from He Chenguang.

"I’ll always love you."

He Chenguang looked at Lu Zhizhou and reassured her once more. He was making a promise.