Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou's thoughts, as if being led by an invisible hand, involuntarily drifted back to the unforgettable wedding night. It was a night painted by fate. It should have been the beginning of love and hope, but it became a nightmare shackle that she would find difficult to break free from for the rest of her life.

At that time, she was full of joy, like a well-dressed butterfly, with infinite longing for the future life. In the new house full of love and expectation, she shyly and sweetly waited for her husband to come. Her eyes were shining like stars, full of longing for the newlywed life and the firm belief in a lifelong companionship. She was wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress, and every stitch and thread of the wedding dress seemed to weave her desire for happiness. The soft skirt was spread on the ground like clouds. She was like a princess from a fairy tale, about to start her own chapter of happiness.

The new house she decorated with her own hands was filled with warmth and romance. Their sweet wedding photos hung on the wall. In the photos, the two of them were smiling brightly and their eyes were full of love. Rose petals covered the bed like a red carpet, and the air was filled with intoxicating floral fragrance. They were the scented lilies she specially selected, which symbolized a happy marriage. Exquisite candles and champagne were placed on the table, and the flickering candlelight seemed to whisper their beautiful expectations for the future.

However, as time passed, the endless waiting was like a cold tide, gradually drowning the enthusiasm and expectation in her heart. Her heart began to change from the initial excitement and excitement to anxiety and doubt. She looked at the door from time to time, and her heartbeat accelerated every time she turned her head. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the movements outside. Even the slightest sound could make her heartbeat suddenly speed up, thinking that it was her husband's return.

Finally, the phone screen suddenly lit up, breaking the suffocating silence. Jiang Ciyou hurriedly picked up the phone, and what caught her eyes was a text message from her husband. The short text, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly pierced her heart. "I left with her, don't look for me." Just these few words, like a heavy bomb, instantly shattered her world.

At that moment, she felt as if the whole world had stopped turning, and the air around her became extremely cold, so cold that she could hardly breathe. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, first with a slight shudder, and then gradually intensified, as if a gust of cold wind penetrated her soul. Her hands were tightly holding the phone, and her knuckles turned white because of the force. The light from the phone screen reflected on her pale face, making her look even more desperate.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief, pain and despair. The eyes that once sparkled with happiness were now filled with endless emptiness and sorrow. Tears, like a flood, flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, flowing freely on her delicate face and soaking her wedding dress. The wedding dress, once a symbol of her happiness, now seemed so ironic, weighing heavily on her body, as if it was going to swallow her up completely.

She slowly collapsed to the ground, the hem of her wedding dress spread out around her like withered petals. Everything around her became blurry, only the pain in her heart followed her like a shadow. She began to recall every detail of her acquaintance and love with her husband. Those memories that she once thought were beautiful love were now like sharp thorns that pierced deeply into her heart. Every stab made her soul groan in pain.

Their first meeting was on a sunny afternoon. Jiang Ciyou was walking on the path in the park. She looked up and saw the figure that moved her heart. Her husband was standing under a cherry tree. The breeze blew gently, and the pink cherry blossom petals fluttered down. He stood quietly in the rain of petals, smiling, with gentle and deep eyes. At that moment, Jiang Ciyou felt as if her heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable feeling quietly grew in her heart.

In the days that followed, they began to date frequently. Walking along the beach together, feeling the breeze and listening to the sound of the waves, they would write each other's names on the beach, watching the tide gradually submerge them, but firmly believing that their love would stand forever like the reefs on the beach. They would also climb the top of the mountain together at night, look up at the stars, and share each other's dreams and thoughts. The husband would gently hold her in his arms and make a lifelong promise in her ear. Those sweet words were once the most precious treasure in her heart.

However, now all of this has vanished, leaving only endless pain and anger in her heart. Jiang Ciyou clutched her hair tightly with both hands, as if this could alleviate the pain in her heart. Her lips were bitten and bleeding, but she was unaware of it. In her heart, she only felt resentment for her husband's betrayal and questioned the injustice of fate.

"Why? Why do you do this to me?" She kept shouting in her heart, her voice echoing in the silent room, but no one responded. She felt like an orphan abandoned by the world, bearing this huge pain alone.

Whenever she struggled out of these painful memories, Lu Jingchen's figure would involuntarily appear in her mind. She remembered the night they met in the bar, when Lu Jingchen's handsome face looked particularly charming under the lights. His deep eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, which could easily make people fall into them. His smile, with a hint of unruly and gentleness, instantly attracted Jiang Ciyou's attention.

The days they spent together were full of passion and romance. Lu Jingchen would take her to the beach for a vacation, where they would walk hand in hand along the coastline on the golden beach. The sun shone on them, outlining the outline of happiness. Lu Jingchen would suddenly stop, pick up Jiang Ciyou gently, and spin her in the waves. Her laughter floated in the sea breeze like a silver bell. They would also go to high-end restaurants to eat together. Lu Jingchen would always book a table in advance and order a table of her favorite food. He would carefully cut the steak for her and bring the food to her mouth, his eyes full of pampering.

When she was sick, Lu Jingchen took care of her meticulously. He would stay by her bed, not sleeping all night, constantly changing her wet towel and measuring her temperature. He would comfort her softly, tell her jokes, make her happy, and let her feel warmth and love in her pain. His embrace was like a safe haven, allowing Jiang Ciyou to find a little comfort in her wounded heart.

However, despite the warmth and happiness Lu Jingchen gave her, her husband's betrayal was like a deep chasm in her heart, which she could never let go of. She was afraid of being hurt again, afraid that she would be betrayed again after giving her true heart. She knew the beauty and fragility of love, and the pain she had experienced made her cautious and afraid to take that step easily.

Now, her husband's threats were like a dark cloud hanging over her head, ready to rain down and completely submerge her. She didn't know how to face it all, or how to choose her future. She felt as if she was in a dark abyss, with no light around her, only endless confusion and fear. Every time she thought, she felt like she was groping in the dark, but she could never find a way out.

Jiang Ciyou's heart was constantly struggling in pain and entanglement, and her soul seemed to be torn into two halves. One half was her feelings for Lu Jingchen and her desire for happiness, and the other half was her fear of her husband and her worry about the unknown. She didn't know where to go, and she didn't know if she had the courage to face all these challenges. She could only endure the pain and suffering in her heart alone in this dark abyss, waiting for the judgment of fate.