"President Lu?" I looked at Lu Zhixing in utter confusion, not quite understanding what kind of show he was putting on at this moment.
Perhaps in his eyes, I'm just throwing a little tantrum.
"President Lu, we've already broken up!"
"Fu Nanzhi, don't regret this!" Lu Zhixing was clearly not expecting me to say that, a flash of panic flickered in his eyes. But he still stared at me intensely, gripping my arm even tighter.
After a long while, it seemed like he finally compromised, his tone softening a bit, "Zhizhi, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me."
"Didn't you want to get married? We can get the license tomorrow!"
"And the anniversary, I'll make it up to you. Come back with me."
I raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.
After all, in the seven years we've been together, I had never seen Lu Zhixing back down, it was always me coaxing him, pleading with him.
I said nothing, just quietly looked at Lu Zhixing.