Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

In the hall of the charity party, the lights were bright, the people were dressed in fine clothes, and celebrities from all walks of life were holding champagne, chatting and laughing, and elegant classical music was flowing in the air. Jiang Ciyou was wearing a dark blue velvet evening dress inlaid with tiny diamonds, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, which made her temperament more noble and elegant. Her long hair was loosely tied up, and a few strands of hair fell on her white neck, adding a touch of gentle charm. The champagne glass in her hand reflected the blurred light and shadow, but at this moment, her mind was not on this lively banquet at all.

Just now at the auction, the limited edition antique watch donated by Lu Jingchen, which he had collected for many years, triggered fierce bidding. It was not just a watch, but a precious object that carried many memories of Lu Jingchen. Jiang Ciyou looked at the display on the stage, and her heart was filled with ripples. The past years flashed in her mind like a slide show. When the bidding price soared and broke through 10 million, the moment the familiar yet unfamiliar figure raised the sign, she felt her heart suddenly shrink, and the champagne glass in her hand almost slipped.

It was him, the ex-husband who had ruthlessly abandoned her on the wedding night and eloped abroad with his mistress. After not seeing him for many years, his face had become more vicissitudes of life. His once high-spirited appearance had been worn away by the years, and his eyes were tired and complicated. Jiang Ciyou took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his nails unconsciously dug into his palms, and the stinging feeling came, which slightly dispelled some of the panic in his heart.

Lu Jingchen noticed Jiang Ciyou's abnormality at the first time. He approached quietly, and his broad and warm palm quietly covered the back of her hand, gently pinching it, as if conveying endless strength and comfort. Jiang Ciyou turned her head to look at him, meeting his deep and concerned gaze, a warm current surged in her heart, and she nodded slightly, indicating that she was fine.

The banquet was still going on, but Jiang Ciyou had no intention of participating in it. She gently broke away from Lu Jingchen's hand and whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom." Then she hurriedly walked towards the corridor on the side of the banquet hall. However, as soon as she stepped into the corridor, she heard steady footsteps behind her. She didn't need to look back to know who it was.

"Ciyou..." The ex-husband's voice sounded behind him, with a hint of hoarseness and trembling.

Jiang Ciyou paused, straightened his back slightly, and was silent for a moment before slowly turning around. The two of them stood face to face in the slightly dim corridor, with the light pouring down from overhead, casting mottled light and shadows on them, as if cutting time into countless fragments.

"Have you been well these years?" The ex-husband broke the silence first, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ciyou's face, trying to find traces of these years from her expression.

Jiang Ciyou raised the corner of her mouth with a hint of sarcasm: "As you can see, I'm living a good life." Her voice was cold, without a trace of warmth, and her eyes revealed alienation and strength.

A trace of pain flashed across the ex-husband's eyes. He lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I know I am not qualified to ask this question. Seeing your achievements today, I am really happy for you."

"Really?" Jiang Ciyou raised his eyebrows, his tone full of doubt, "Back then you left me and walked away with that woman, have you ever thought about what would happen to me?" The past came to his mind like a tide, the despair of the wedding night, the pain of licking wounds alone, those days and nights after being betrayed, every minute and every second was torment. At this moment, the grievances and anger that had been suppressed for many years surged in his heart.

The ex-husband's shoulders trembled slightly. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Jiang Ciyou, but stopped in mid-air and fell weakly: "I was wrong, Ciyou. I have been doing charity work in Africa over the years and have seen too much suffering and life and death. I gradually realized that I gave up the most precious thing." His voice was choked and tears welled up in his eyes.

Jiang Ciyou looked at him like this, and she didn't feel the joy she had expected, but only endless sorrow. "Some misses are destined to never come back." She said softly, as if she was telling him, but also as if she was warning herself. The love and hatred she once had, under the grinding of the years, had already turned into a deep scar, which was no longer bloody, but was forever engraved in her heart.

"I know, I just want to tell you in person that I'm sorry." The ex-husband's tears finally burst out, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the smooth marble floor. "I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just hope you can be truly happy."

Jiang Ciyou turned her head slightly and looked at an oil painting at the end of the corridor. It was a work depicting spring flowers, colorful and full of vitality. Just like her current life, after going through hardships, it bloomed with brilliant brilliance. "I have found my happiness." Her tone was firm and calm, and the figure of Lu Jingchen emerged in her mind, the man who always gave her strength when she was most vulnerable and accompanied her through the wind and rain.

The ex-husband followed her gaze and smiled bitterly: "He treats you very well, right? I can see that he loves you very much." His words were full of envy and loss.

"Yes, he is very good, so good that I believe in love again." Jiang Ciyou turned her head and looked directly at her ex-husband, the light in her eyes was firm and dazzling. At this moment, she completely let go of the burden of the past, and all the pain and resentment she had in the past disappeared with this conversation.

The two of them fell into a brief silence again, with only the sound of light breathing in the corridor. After a long while, the ex-husband sighed softly: "Then I'm relieved. In the future...if there is anything you need my help with, just let me know."

Jiang Ciyou shook her head slightly: "No need, I hope you can live a good life in the future." After that, she turned sideways and prepared to leave.

"Ciyou..." the ex-husband called again. When Jiang Ciyou stopped, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity to speak."

Jiang Ciyou didn't respond, but just nodded slightly and walked forward. Her steps were light and firm, as if she was walking towards a new chapter in her life.

When she walked out of the corridor and returned to the banquet hall, she saw Lu Jingchen leaning against the car waiting for her. He was tall and straight, wearing a well-cut black suit, like the brightest star in the night sky. Seeing her coming, Lu Jingchen smiled gently, and that smile was like a spring breeze, instantly dispelling the haze left in Jiang Ciyou's heart.

"Are you okay?" Lu Jingchen stepped forward and asked with concern, his eyes searching her face carefully.

Jiang Ciyou smiled, her eyes full of tenderness: "It's okay, it's all over." She gently put her arm around Lu Jingchen, feeling the warmth and strength coming from him.

The two walked towards the door hand in hand, the banquet hall behind them was still brightly lit and full of laughter. And they, with a deeper attachment to each other and expectations for the future, set out on a new journey.

After getting in the car, Jiang Ciyou leaned back in the seat and closed her eyes slightly. Lu Jingchen gently held her hand, and they were silent all the way, but it was better than a thousand words. The car slowly drove away, and the night view outside the window flashed like a stream of light, just like the years they had walked together, there had been darkness, there had been confusion, but in the end, they were all illuminated by love and hope.

Back home, Jiang Ciyou stood on the balcony, looking at the starry night sky. Lu Jingchen hugged her from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Ciyou held his hand and whispered, "I was thinking, fate is really amazing. If it weren't for those setbacks back then, I might never have met you."

Lu Jingchen tightened his arms and whispered in her ear: "Everything is the best arrangement. No matter what happened in the past, we have the present and the future."

Jiang Ciyou turned around and looked up at Lu Jingchen, tears flashing in her eyes: "Thank you, Chen, for always being with me."

Lu Jingchen gently kissed away the tears from her eyes: "Silly girl, this is the happiest thing in my life."

The moonlight sprinkled on them like water, outlining a warm and beautiful picture. The pain and betrayal in the past turned into the sweetness of hugging each other at this moment. They knew that there was still a long way to go in the future, but as long as they held hands with each other, nothing could stop them from moving forward.