Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 584 Deliberately approaching

Lu Jingchen took his time, and walked towards Jiang Ciyou as if he was strolling in a garden. Every step he took seemed to contain a unique rhythm and tempo, which made him look as steady as a mountain and full of unwavering determination. When the pair of exquisite leather shoes touched the ground lightly, it made a very subtle, almost inaudible sound, but to Jiang Ciyou, this slight sound was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.

Finally, he deliberately stopped just a few feet away from Jiang Ciyou. At this moment, the air that was originally flowing around seemed to be affected and suddenly stagnated, making the whole atmosphere tense and depressing. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, outlining a faint smile. There were too many indescribable and complicated emotions hidden in that smile: there was a bit of teasing, as if he regarded the person in front of him as a toy that could be manipulated at will; there was also a hint of sarcasm, as if he disdained all of Jiang Ciyou's actions; however, under these appearances, there seemed to be a hint of expectation that he himself had not even noticed.

At the same time, his eyes were like two cold rays shooting straight at Jiang Ciyou, mixed with a hint of chill that was not easily perceived. That chill was just like the cold light emitted by the stars hanging high in the sky on a cold night, although it was weak, it was dazzling and hard to ignore.

"Long time no see, Miss Jiang." His voice was low and magnetic, like the strings of a cello being gently plucked. The sound flowed out slowly, but it made Jiang Ciyou's heart tighten suddenly. These few simple words were like a key, instantly opening the door to her memory, and the time she had spent with him came flooding back like a tide. He pretended to casually mention some details of their past together, and every word was like a sharp sword, piercing Jiang Ciyou's heart.

He talked about the unknown little song she sang for him when they were walking on the beach. The sea breeze was blowing gently, the waves were gently hitting the beach, and her singing was drifting in the wind. What a beautiful moment. But now, he used that memory to hurt her, "Ms. Jiang, do you still remember the song on the beach? You seemed so gentle at that time, but who could have thought..." He paused slightly, and a trace of pain and resentment flashed in his eyes.

They talked about the time they cooked together in that small but cozy kitchen. She was busy beating eggs and flour accidentally stained her cheek. He smiled and wiped it for her. The laughter at that time seemed to still echo in her ears. "And the laughter in the kitchen, now thinking about it, has it all become a mockery?" His words were like ripples, spreading in Jiang Ciyou's heart, intending to make her regret her previous decision.

Jiang Ciyou stood there, her face slightly pale, her lips trembling slightly, she wanted to say something, but she felt as if her throat was choked by something. Her hands clenched unconsciously, her nails dug deep into her palms, but the pain was far less than the panic and guilt in her heart. She could only pretend to be calm, raised her head slightly, met Lu Jingchen's gaze, and tried to find a trace of the familiar warmth in those cold eyes, but she failed.