Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Lu Jingchen anxiously took the injured Jiang Ciyou back home. Along the way, his arm was in severe pain due to the wound, but he ignored it and kept his eyes fixed on Jiang Ciyou, his eyes full of pity and self-blame.

He kept blaming himself in his heart, blaming himself for not noticing the danger earlier and not protecting her well enough, which led to her suffering such fright and harm.

As they stepped into the house, the warmth inside hit them, but it could not dispel the gloom in their hearts.

Lu Jingchen carefully helped Jiang Ciyou sit on the sofa, then he knelt on one knee, gently holding her ankle with both hands, checking her foot that she had sprained in panic.

His movements were as gentle as if he was treating the most fragile treasure in the world, and his fingertips trembled slightly, for fear of hurting her in the slightest.

Jiang Ciyou looked at the man in front of him who was busy running around for him, feeling mixed emotions and his eyes couldn't help but become red again.

"Ciyou, bear with it for a moment. I'll go get the medical kit and treat your wound right away."

Lu Jingchen raised his head and looked at her firmly and gently, trying to give her the strength to feel at ease.

After saying that, he hurriedly stood up and walked quickly to the room where the medicine box was placed.

After a while, Lu Jingchen hurried back with a medicine box. His hair was a little messy and sweat soaked his temples, but he didn't care at all about his slightly embarrassed appearance.

He sat down next to Jiang Ciyou, opened the medicine box, and skillfully took out disinfectant, cotton swabs and bandages.

He first picked up a cotton ball with tweezers, dipped it in disinfectant, frowned slightly, and said softly: "It may be a little painful, tell me if you can't stand it."

Jiang Ciyou nodded slightly, and looking at his focused expression, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

When the disinfectant touched the wound, Jiang Ciyou couldn't help but take a breath and frowned.

Seeing this, Lu Jingchen paused his movements, his eyes full of heartache. He coaxed softly, "I'll be gentle, just bear with it for a while."

Afterwards, he wiped the blood around the wound more carefully, and every movement was extremely gentle, as if he was treating a rare work of art.

After disinfection, he carefully applied ointment on her and blew gently to try to relieve her pain, then bandaged the wound with a bandage, his movements skillful and smooth.

After treating the ankle injury, Lu Jingchen's gaze fell on Jiang Ciyou's face, where there were several small cuts caused by the struggle.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he picked up a new cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine again, and slowly moved it closer to her cheek.

His eyes were focused and affectionate, fixed on the wound, his fingers gently lifting her chin to allow for better manipulation.

Jiang Ciyou looked at him closely and could clearly see the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and the unshakable worry in his eyes.

At this moment, the remaining fear and uneasiness in her heart seemed to be slowly soothed by an invisible force.

"Ciyou, don't be afraid, it's all over."

While treating the wound, Lu Jingchen murmured softly, as if he was talking to Jiang Ciyou, or as if he was cheering himself up.

His voice was low and magnetic, carrying a reassuring magic, echoing in the silent room.

Jiang Ciyou could no longer hold back her tears, which fell down and dripped onto Lu Jingchen's hands.

Lu Jingchen's hands trembled, and he hurriedly put down the cotton swab in his hand, held Jiang Ciyou's face with both hands, and gently wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"I'm sorry, I failed to protect you and made you suffer."

His eyes were filled with guilt and his voice was choked with sobs.

Jiang Ciyou shook his head desperately and said with a sob: "No, it was me who implicated you. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt."

The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes. All the past events came to their minds at this moment. The sweetness and pain were intertwined together, making them feel more deeply the weight of each other in their hearts.

"Don't be silly. From the moment I met you, your business is my business. Protecting you is the most important thing in my life."

Lu Jingchen hugged Jiang Ciyou tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to use his arms to build an indestructible wall for her to block all the wind, rain and harm.

Jiang Ciyou leaned on his warm and solid chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and his heart gradually calmed down.

She knew that as long as Lu Jingchen was by her side, she would have the courage to face any difficulties.

After a long time, Lu Jingchen slowly let go of Jiang Ciyou, put his hands on her shoulders, looked into her eyes firmly, and said seriously: "Ciyou, I will never let you get hurt again. I will always be by your side and never leave."

His eyes revealed an unprecedented determination, a promise made with his life.

Jiang Ciyou nodded with tears in her eyes. She saw sincerity and determination in his eyes and her heart was deeply moved.

"You've been tired all day and you've been frightened. Take a good rest first. I'll make you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Lu Jingchen gently stroked Jiang Ciyou's hair, trying to make her relax.

Jiang Ciyou shook his head slightly and said softly: "I don't have much appetite. You are also injured. Don't be busy."

Lu Jingchen smiled and said, "No, you have to eat something to replenish your energy so that your wound can heal faster. If you don't want to think about it, I'll just make something casually and I guarantee it will suit your taste."

After saying that, he gently kissed Jiang Ciyou on the forehead, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Lu Jingchen came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked at the dazzling array of ingredients inside, but felt a little confused for a moment.

Although he usually cooks, he was extremely nervous at this moment, fearing that what he cooked would not suit Jiang Ciyou's taste.

He thought carefully about the food that Jiang Ciyou usually liked to eat, and finally decided to simply make a bowl of her favorite vegetable and lean meat porridge. He rolled up his sleeves and started to get busy.

Washing rice, washing vegetables, and cutting meat, he did each step meticulously. Although the wound on his arm felt stinging from time to time, he just frowned slightly and endured the pain to continue working.

The porridge was cooking slowly in the pot, and Lu Jingchen stirred it from time to time to ensure even heating.

His eyes were always fixed on the pot, but his thoughts drifted back to every detail of his acquaintance with Jiang Ciyou.

From the initial meeting in the bar to the happy and painful times we spent together later, every scene is so clear, as if it happened yesterday.

He knew very well that Jiang Ciyou had already become an indispensable part of his life, and he was willing to give everything for her.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of porridge.

Lu Jingchen scooped out a bowl of steaming porridge and carefully brought it to the living room. "Ciyou, come and try the porridge I made to see if it suits your taste."

His voice was gentle, with a hint of expectation. Jiang Ciyou looked at his slightly tired but still handsome face, and was deeply moved.

She took the bowl, blew on it gently, and took a sip. The soft and glutinous rice porridge mixed with the delicious vegetables and lean meat instantly warmed her stomach and her heart.

"It's delicious, thank you, Jingchen."

She raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and said to Lu Jingchen with a smile.

Lu Jingchen sat down beside her and watched her eat the porridge slowly. A big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"As long as you like it, eat more. Only when you are full will you have the strength to recover."

He looked at Jiang Ciyou lovingly, his eyes full of love.

Jiang Ciyou nodded, took a few more bites, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "You should eat something too. You must be hungry too."

Lu Jingchen smiled and shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you eat first and finish this bowl."

His tone left no room for doubt. Jiang Ciyou knew that he was worried about her, so she no longer insisted and lowered her head to continue eating her porridge.

After eating the porridge, Jiang Ciyou felt much better.

Lu Jingchen helped her back to the bedroom, covered her with the quilt, sat on the bed, gently stroked her forehead, and said, "Go to sleep, have a good sleep, I'm here to watch over you, don't be afraid of anything."

Jiang Ciyou held his hand and whispered, "You are tired too, let's sleep together."

Lu Jingchen shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "I'm not tired, you go to sleep first, and I will take care of the wound after you fall asleep."

Jiang Ciyou couldn't persuade him, so he had to close his eyes.

With Lu Jingchen's gentle company, Jiang Ciyou gradually fell asleep.

Her sleeping face was quiet and sweet, and her brows were no longer furrowed, as if she had temporarily forgotten all her worries.

Lu Jingchen sat beside the bed, looking at her quietly, his eyes full of tenderness.

He stayed with her like this for a long time, until he was sure that she was sleeping soundly, then he gently got up and walked out of the bedroom.

When he came to the living room, Lu Jingchen felt the pain in his body becoming more and more obvious.

He unbuttoned his shirt and checked the wound on his arm. The blood had dried and stuck to the clothes, causing another sharp pain when he tore it open.

He gritted his teeth, simply treated his wound and re-bandaged it.

Afterwards, he sat on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and recalled everything that happened today. He secretly swore in his heart that he would make Jiang Ciyou's husband pay a heavy price. At the same time, he would work harder to protect Jiang Ciyou and give her a happy and stable future.

The night outside the window deepened, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsided, and the house became quiet.

Lu Jingchen got up and walked into the bedroom again. Seeing Jiang Ciyou still sleeping soundly, he gently lay down beside her and carefully held her in his arms, as if he was holding the whole world.

At this moment, all his fatigue and pain turned into strength to protect her. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they worked together, nothing could stop them from pursuing happiness.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ciyou moved slightly in her sleep and subconsciously leaned into Lu Jingchen's arms.

Lu Jingchen tightened his arms slightly, kissed her gently on the forehead, and whispered: "Go to sleep, my baby, I'll take care of everything."

This gentle voice seemed to have magic, making Jiang Ciyou fall into a deep sleep again.

Lu Jingchen held her like this until dawn. The sunlight of a new day poured into the room through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating their embracing figures and their hopeful road to the future.