Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou sat quietly in front of the window in the room, the moonlight was like water, sprinkled on her slightly tired face. The city outside the window was brightly lit and busy, but her heart was filled with deep entanglement and confusion.

Her eyes unconsciously fell on the photo of her and Lu Jingchen on the table, which was taken when they were on vacation at the beach. The two people in the photo were smiling brightly, with the blue sky and the endless sea behind them. The waves gently hit the beach, as if telling the sweetness they once had. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world was left with only each other. Lu Jingchen hugged her tightly, his arms were warm and powerful, making her feel more at ease than ever before. His eyes were full of love and pampering, as if she was everything in his life.

Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that night when Jiang Ciyou was depressed because of a project error at work. She sat alone in the office, looking at the piles of documents, feeling helpless and self-blame. Just when she felt desperate, Lu Jingchen suddenly appeared. He didn't say too many words of comfort, but just walked to her side silently, gently held her hand, and gave her a warm smile. At that moment, the haze in Jiang Ciyou's heart seemed to be illuminated by a ray of light. Lu Jingchen accompanied her to re-sort out the details of the project. His thinking was agile and clear, and the solutions he proposed made Jiang Ciyou's eyes light up. With his help, Jiang Ciyou successfully solved the difficulties at work.

There was another time when Jiang Ciyou was sick and bedridden, feeling weak and powerless. When Lu Jingchen learned about it, he immediately put down everything in his hands and rushed to her side. He personally cooked warm porridge for her, carefully cooled it, and then fed it to her mouthful by mouthful. His eyes were full of concern and heartache, and he kept asking her if she felt better. He also carefully prepared various medicines for her and reminded her to take them on time. Under Lu Jingchen's careful care, Jiang Ciyou's condition quickly improved.

For every holiday they had spent together, Lu Jingchen would carefully prepare gifts and surprises. On Valentine's Day, he would sprinkle rose petals all over the room to create a romantic atmosphere, and then give her a precious and unique gift, perhaps a necklace designed by himself, inlaid with the date they met; or perhaps an album that recorded every bit of their lives, with every page filled with his affectionate confession to her. On her birthday, he would hold a grand party for her, inviting her relatives and friends, so that she could feel the happiness of being blessed by everyone. At the moment she blew out the candles, he would whisper the most sincere birthday wishes in her ear, and promise to accompany her through every birthday in the future.

These beautiful memories came to her mind like a tide, filling her heart with warmth and emotion. She began to realize that Lu Jingchen had occupied an important position in her life, and his love and care were so real and deep. However, every time she wanted to completely let go of her guard and believe in this relationship, the pain of being betrayed by her husband in the past was like an insurmountable chasm, lying in front of her.

She recalled the scene on her wedding night, when she was waiting for her husband's return with joy, but she only received that cold text message. At that moment, her world collapsed, and all her dreams of happiness vanished. She felt unprecedented despair and humiliation, and the pain of being betrayed by the person closest to her made her lose faith in love. She was afraid of experiencing such pain again, afraid that her sincerity would be ruthlessly trampled on again.

Jiang Ciyou struggled between memories and fear. She didn't know if she had the courage to trust someone again, and whether she could afford the risk of getting hurt again. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, as if this could ease the pain and entanglement in her heart. Her eyes flickered with confusion and helplessness in the moonlight, tears rolled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall.

The air in the room seemed to freeze, and it was so quiet that only her trembling breathing could be heard. The city outside the window was still noisy, but she was alone in this complex emotional vortex, unable to extricate herself. She didn't know how to choose, should she follow her inner feelings and bravely walk towards Lu Jingchen, or listen to the voice of reason and return to the husband who had hurt her, or leave alone, away from all the troubles, and start her life again.

Time passed by, but Jiang Ciyou's mind was still in a mess. She tried to sort out her emotions and analyze the pros and cons, but the love and fear in her heart were intertwined, making it impossible for her to make a clear judgment. She felt as if she was standing at a crossroads in her life, and every road was full of unknowns and challenges, but she didn't know which step to take.

Suddenly, a breeze blew and gently fluttered the curtains. Jiang Ciyou's eyes were drawn to the tree branches outside the window swaying in the wind, as if telling her something. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Perhaps she needed more time to think and face her heart. She knew that no matter what choice she made, it would change her life.

Jiang Ciyou stood up, walked slowly to the bedside, and lay down. She closed her eyes, and Lu Jingchen's figure and those beautiful memories were still in her mind. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping to find the answer that belonged to her, and find the path to happiness.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ciyou gradually fell asleep. In her dream, she returned to those happy times, running and playing on the beach with Lu Jingchen, the sun shining on them, warm and happy. However, when she woke up, she found that her pillow was soaked with tears. She knew that her heart was in turmoil, and this struggle about love and trust would continue...