Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

In this moment of extreme despair, Jiang Ciyou's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the days she spent with Lu Jingchen. Those times full of warmth and support were extremely precious to her at the moment, like bright pearls, emitting sparkling brilliance in the dark abyss, dispelling the haze in her heart.

She recalled her first encounter with Lu Jingchen, which was in a bar with ambiguous lighting and loud music. At that time, she had just suffered betrayal on her wedding night, and her heart was full of torn pain. She just wanted to numb herself in the lights and wine. She shuttled through the crowd, her eyes empty but with a hint of stubbornness, and Lu Jingchen broke into her sight without warning. He sat in front of the bar, his posture upright, his profile outlined perfect lines under the blurred lights, and his handsome and unparalleled appearance made the air around him seem to become charming. Jiang Ciyu remembered that she just subconsciously looked at him a few more times at the time, but she didn't expect that Lu Jingchen also turned his head. The moment their eyes met, it seemed that sparks exploded in the air.

In the days that followed, they gradually became closer. Jiang Ciyou still remembers the first time she took Lu Jingchen to the beach for vacation. It was a summer day with scorching sunshine and gentle sea breeze. They walked hand in hand on the beach, the sand under their feet was fine and warm, as if gently hugging their feet. Waves came one after another, hitting the coastline, making pleasant sounds, as if the sea was playing a special music for them. From time to time, Lu Jingchen would bend down to pick up a beautiful shell, put it in the palm of Jiang Ciyou's hand, and said with a smile: "Look, this is a gift from the sea to you." His smile was more dazzling than the summer sun, shining straight into the softest corner of Jiang Ciyou's heart. As the sun set, the afterglow stretched their figures long and intertwined, the picture was as warm and beautiful as a scene in a dream, making Jiang Ciyou intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

And Lu Jingchen's careful care when she was sick was even more unforgettable for her. It was a cold winter day, and Jiang Ciyou fell ill in bed because of days of running around and mental stress. She was hot all over, her consciousness was blurred, and she felt as if she was in an ice cellar and a sea of ​​fire, in great pain. Just when she was most vulnerable and helpless, Lu Jingchen appeared. He rushed to her residence anxiously, his hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety. He sat gently on the bed, touched Jiang Ciyou's forehead with the back of his hand, and his brows frowned tighter instantly. Then, he was busy, making porridge and feeding her medicine, and every move was extremely gentle. He would gently blow the porridge in the spoon to cool it, and carefully put it to Jiang Ciyou's mouth, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Eat slowly, you will get better after taking the medicine." Looking at his focused look, Jiang Ciyou's eyes couldn't help but moisten, and a warm current surged in his heart that he had never had before. At that moment, she suddenly felt that with Lu Jingchen by her side, even the torture of illness was no longer so unbearable.

Another time, Jiang Ciyou suffered a major setback at work. An important project was snatched away by a competitor. She felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and her self-confidence was greatly hit. She locked herself in the office, silently crying in front of the failed plan on the computer screen. When Lu Jingchen learned about it, he rushed over immediately. He did not say too much to comfort her, but just sat quietly beside her, gently holding her hand, passing on his strength. After a long time, he spoke, his voice firm and powerful: "Ciyou, this is just a small setback. You are better than you think. Let's work together and we will definitely win it back." With his encouragement, Jiang Ciyou gradually cheered up. They re-analyzed the project together, found loopholes, and developed a new plan. Although those days of fighting side by side were hard, they were full of hope, and they also made Jiang Ciyou more deeply aware of Lu Jingchen's trust and support for her.

Memories came flooding back, and Jiang Ciyou recalled every holiday they had spent together. On Valentine's Day, Lu Jingchen would book a romantic restaurant in advance, with the table filled with gorgeous red roses and exquisite dishes. He would personally put a dazzling necklace on Jiang Ciyou and whisper in her ear, "You are the most precious treasure in my life." And on Jiang Ciyou's birthday, Lu Jingchen put in even more thought. He would secretly contact Jiang Ciyou's relatives and friends to hold a grand surprise party. When Jiang Ciyou walked into the colorfully decorated room filled with balloons and ribbons, she saw a familiar face and Lu Jingchen standing in the middle of the crowd, holding a carefully crafted birthday cake with flickering candles on it. At that moment, she was so moved that she burst into tears and felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

They also looked up at the stars together in the middle of the night, lying on the lawn in the suburbs, feeling the breeze. Lu Jingchen pointed at the stars in the sky and told Jiang Ciyou the legends of various constellations. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it had a magical power that made Jiang Ciyou fascinated. Occasionally, a meteor would cross the sky, and Lu Jingchen would hurriedly urge Jiang Ciyou to make a wish, but he himself always looked at Jiang Ciyou with a doting look in his eyes, as if in his heart, Jiang Ciyou's wish was his greatest wish.

In those ordinary daily lives, Lu Jingchen's company is everywhere. They would go to the vegetable market together to pick fresh ingredients. Lu Jingchen would always bargain with the stall owners like an expert, just to buy the most affordable and fresh vegetables. After returning home, the two of them were busy in the kitchen together, Jiang Ciyou cut the vegetables and Lu Jingchen cooked. Although they were occasionally in a hurry and made a mess in the kitchen, the laughter never stopped. After dinner, they would snuggle on the sofa, watching a warm movie and sharing each other's feelings. Sometimes they would fall asleep while watching, and when they woke up, they found that they were covered with a blanket that the other person had put on.

These moments full of warmth and support are extremely precious to Jiang Ciyou at this moment. Her eyes gradually became moist, and tears slid down her cheeks like beads that had broken off the string, dripping onto the piles of documents on her desk, creating tiny tears. Every tear carried her thoughts and guilt for Lu Jingchen. She regretted that she had returned to her husband so easily, missing so many wonderful times with Lu Jingchen, and felt that she was extremely stupid. How she wished that time could go back, allowing her to make a new choice, holding Lu Jingchen's hand tightly and never letting go.

Jiang Ciyou was immersed in memories, unable to extricate herself for a long time. Those beautiful past memories kept playing in her mind like a movie, making her current situation even more miserable. But at the same time, these memories were like beams of strong light, penetrating the darkness of despair and bringing her a glimmer of courage and hope. She knew that she couldn't just sink like this. For Lu Jingchen and for the good things they once had, she had to cheer up again, find a way to solve the problem, and protect this hard-earned relationship.