Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou's body was getting weaker and weaker, and every morning when she woke up, it was like returning from a tiring journey. Her skin had lost its former luster and became as fragile as paper. Her hands were covered with blue veins, and her movements became slow and difficult. But in the depths of her dim eyes, there was always a weak but firm flame burning, which was the attachment to the past years and the endless longing for Lu Jingchen.

The children and grandchildren sat around her bed, their eyes full of worry and reluctance. "Grandma, how are you feeling today?" the granddaughter asked softly, holding her hand, trying to convey some warmth. Jiang Ciyou slightly moved the corners of her mouth, revealing a comforting smile, her voice hoarse but revealing unquestionable persistence: "I want to go to a place, the bar by the sea..."

The children looked at each other in bewilderment. They knew that their grandmother's health could not stand the torment, the journey to the beach was long, and the bar might have changed a lot. But seeing the expectation in her eyes, they couldn't bear to refuse. In the end, they decided to fulfill the old lady's last wish, carefully helped her into the wheelchair, took the necessary items, and set off in the direction of her memory.

Along the way, Jiang Ciyou leaned on the back of the wheelchair, looking into the distance through the window. The street scenes of the city flashed by quickly like a slide show. The tall buildings and the busy traffic gradually blurred in her eyes, but her thoughts drifted back to the night many years ago that changed her life. She remembered the confusion and despair when she first stepped into the bar. The lights were dim, the music was noisy, and the laughter of people was like needles in her ears. And it was in that situation that she met Lu Jingchen, a man with a handsome face, broad shoulders and narrow waist, who was a wolf and a milk and loved to act coquettishly. His appearance was like a beam of light in the darkness. At first, she just wanted to use him to fill the void in her heart, but she never expected that he would enter her heart little by little and become her most solid support in this life.

When they arrived at the beach, the afterglow of the setting sun had dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red, and the sparkling sea surface looked like a sea of ​​fire that was ignited, connecting with the horizon. Jiang Ciyou motioned the children to stop, and her eyes eagerly searched for the location of the bar in her memory. After a long time, when the familiar yet unfamiliar outline came into view, tears welled up in her eyes.

The once bustling bar is now a little run-down, with peeling paint on the exterior and a crooked sign, but in Jiang Ciyou's heart, it still exudes the glory of the past. The descendants pushed the wheelchair and slowly walked towards the bar. The steps at the door were a bit rugged, and they were particularly careful, fearing that a bump would disturb the old man.

Walking into the bar, the dim light and old decorations seemed to be frozen in time. The air was filled with a faint smell of decay, mixed with the aroma of wine left over from the past. Jiang Ciyou looked around. The tables and chairs were still there, but covered with dust. The bottles behind the bar had lost their former order and were placed crookedly.

"Jingchen..." Jiang Ciyou whispered softly, and her voice echoed in the empty bar. She seemed to see the young Lu Jingchen sitting in front of the bar, with an unruly smile on his lips, but his eyes became gentle and focused the moment he saw her. At that moment, her frozen heart began to crack.

The children pushed her to the window, where she could overlook the entire sea. The light of the setting sun shone on her face, outlining the traces of time, but also giving her a layer of holy brilliance. Jiang Ciyou stared out the window quietly, and the sea breeze gently blew past, stirring her sparse white hair.

"Grandma, would you like something to drink?" the grandson asked caringly. Jiang Ciyou shook her head slightly. She didn't need any external comfort at the moment. The memories surging in her heart were enough to fill her soul. She thought of the time she spent here with Lu Jingchen. They had raised their glasses by this window to celebrate every little joy. Lu Jingchen would gently hold her hand, use his warm palm to dispel the haze in her heart, and tell her that there were countless beautiful things waiting for them to discover in the future.

As the night gradually fell, a few dim lights were lit in the bar, and the light swayed like a dream. Jiang Ciyou's eyes became more and more blurred, and she fell into a deeper vortex of memories. Once, she suffered a heavy blow in business and her mood fell to the bottom. It was Lu Jingchen who brought her here. He didn't say too much to comfort her, but just hugged her tightly and let her cry in his arms. When she calmed down a little, he held her face and said with a firm look: "Ciyou, don't be afraid, I'm here. Together, there is nothing we can't overcome." At that moment, she understood that love is not just about romance, but also the power of supporting each other in the wind and rain.

At some point, a familiar old song sounded in the bar. It was a melody that she and Lu Jingchen both loved. The melodious notes flowed in the air, like a pair of gentle hands, plucking Jiang Ciyou's heartstrings. Her lips trembled slightly, and she hummed softly, her voice mixed with the whistling of the sea breeze, drifting away into the distance.

"Mom, you sing so beautifully." The daughter whispered beside her, her eyes full of emotion and heartache. Jiang Ciyou came back to her senses and looked at the children and grandchildren around her, her eyes full of love. "This is my and your grandfather's favorite song..." Her voice gradually lowered, and her eyes turned to the sea outside the window again.

At this time, the moon had quietly risen, casting a cool silver glow, intertwined with the orange-red sunset glow, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Jiang Ciyou's breathing became rapid, and she felt an unprecedented fatigue, but her heart was unusually calm.

"Jingchen, look, we are back here again..." She murmured to herself, as if her lover was standing beside her. The sea breeze brushed across her fingertips, and she suddenly smiled, with a tear dripping from the corner of her eye, "This time, it's my turn to walk towards you."

The children gathered around her, crying silently. They knew that grandma was immersed in her own world at the moment, having a conversation with grandpa across time and space. In this place full of memories, she finally let go of all her worries and prepared to pursue that eternal love.

Jiang Ciyou's eyes slowly swept across the faces of each child, her eyes full of reluctance and attachment. She stretched out her trembling hands, wanting to touch their faces, but she was already somewhat powerless. "Children, don't be sad... Grandma is going to find Grandpa... You have to live well and pass on our love..." Her voice was weak but full of affection.

The children held her hands and nodded desperately, tears flowing uncontrollably. Jiang Ciyou took a last look at the sea view outside the window, which was the witness of her and Lu Jingchen's love, carrying too much laughter and tears. Now, she is about to leave, but she has no regrets.

That night, Jiang Ciyou passed away peacefully in her sleep, holding tightly in her hand the first ring Lu Jingchen gave her. The ring flickered faintly in the moonlight, as if telling the story of their life. Her children and grandchildren gathered around her bed, grief-stricken but also happy for her. They knew that grandma was finally reunited with grandpa, and in another world, their love would continue to shine.

Outside the bar, the sea breeze was still howling, and the waves were beating against the shore, as if playing the last elegy for the lovers. In the distant sky, the stars were twinkling, as if the souls of Lu Jingchen and Jiang Ciyou were overlooking the world, guarding the descendants they loved, and witnessing this love and the gorgeous counterattack after betrayal, becoming an eternal legend, passed down from generation to generation, and never ending.

After a long time, the children took Jiang Ciyou's ashes and buried them with Lu Jingchen according to her will. In front of the tomb, they planted a ginkgo tree to symbolize eternity, so that it can accompany the souls of grandparents year after year. Every Qingming Festival or the anniversary of the death, the descendants will come here, offer flowers, tell family stories, and continue this deep and great love.

As time goes by, the story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen gradually becomes a legend among the neighbors and the city. People praise their tenacity, courage and deep affection, and let this love infect everyone who hears it. The old house where they once lived has been preserved and turned into a memorial hall of love, displaying their photos, letters and keepsakes for future generations to remember and admire.

In school, teachers tell their stories and teach children the true meaning of love and growth; in literary works, writers use them as prototypes to create countless touching chapters; in art exhibitions, painters use brushes to outline their contours and freeze those beautiful moments. Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen are no longer just two names, but have become a spiritual symbol, inspiring people to still believe in love, bravely pursue happiness, and write their own gorgeous counterattack when facing setbacks and betrayals in life.

And at this moment, in this quiet night, Jiang Ciyou finally reunited with Lu Jingchen. Hand in hand, they strolled under the starlight, towards the other side of eternity. What they left behind was a love legend that would never end, for the world to reminisce and admire until the end of time.