Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 404 Heartbreak and Struggle

The atmosphere in the room was as tense as a bowstring about to break. Lu Jingchen's eyes were fixed on the check that Jiang Ciyou handed over. Every detail was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart. A flash of disbelief first flashed in his eyes, and then was replaced by deep pain.

In Lu Jingchen's world, the relationship between him and Jiang Ciyou is pure and precious. The time they spent together, whether strolling on the sunny seaside path, feeling the gentle breeze, or staring at each other in the warm candlelight, cannot be measured by money. In his eyes, this check is like a blasphemy to their relationship.

His lips trembled slightly, and his voice became a little unstable. There was suppressed anger and endless sadness in his voice as he asked, "Ciyou, what does this mean? What do you think of me?" His eyes were fixed on Jiang Ciyou, trying to find a hint of hesitation or regret in her eyes, but Jiang Ciyou avoided his sight.

Jiang Ciyou didn't dare to look at Lu Jingchen. She was afraid that once she looked into those eyes full of love and pain, she would completely shake her determination that she had just made with great difficulty. She could only cast her eyes to the corner of the room, where there was a pot of green plants that they bought together from the flower market. At that time, Lu Jingchen smiled and said that this pot of green plants was like their love, and would thrive under their care. But now, all this will become the past.

She tried her best to make her voice sound calm, but the slight tremor still betrayed her inner turmoil: "My husband is back, and I can't continue with you. Consider this check as compensation for your company during this time." Every word that came out of her mouth seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and at the same time it was like cutting a wound in her heart.

Lu Jingchen's face instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and he felt as if his blood had solidified. His hands uncontrollably grabbed Jiang Ciyou's wrists, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to pass all his despair and unwillingness to her through these hands. He held tightly, as if this could stop Jiang Ciyou from leaving, and make time stop at the moment when they fell in love.

Lu Jingchen's mind began to flash through the scenes of their time together. He remembered that once Jiang Ciyou was sick, he was busy in the kitchen making porridge for her. He had never done this before, but in order to let Jiang Ciyou drink a mouthful of hot porridge, he tried again and again. When he brought the porridge to Jiang Ciyou, her weak but grateful smile made him feel that everything he had done was worth it. There was also the time when they attended a friend's party together. Jiang Ciyou wore a light blue dress and was like the brightest star in the crowd. He held her hand tightly, and at that moment, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

But now, all these beautiful memories were shattered by Jiang Ciyou's words. He was crying in his heart, why? Why could their feelings be abandoned so easily in her eyes? His eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Ciyou, how could you do this? Is the relationship between us so worthless? You said your husband is back, but what about me? What am I to you?" Lu Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Jiang Ciyou felt her wrist was hurt by being grabbed, but this pain was insignificant compared to the pain in her heart. She was struggling fiercely in her heart. She knew that her feelings for Lu Jingchen were real, but her husband's return also put her in a deep moral dilemma. She thought of the youth she had spent with her husband, those green love times, and they had been full of beautiful visions for the future together. She felt that she could not abandon her husband just like that, even though she knew that her heart was more inclined towards Lu Jingchen.

"Jingchen, I know that what I'm doing hurts you, but I have no choice. He and I have too much in the past, and I can't just ignore his life or death. You've been so good to me, and I'm grateful for your company during this time, but I have to go back to him." Jiang Ciyou bit her lip, trying to make her voice sound more determined.

After hearing her words, Lu Jingchen felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe. He let go of Jiang Ciyou's wrist, and the whole person seemed to have lost all support, standing there blankly like a puppet without a soul. His eyes became empty and lifeless, as if the light in his life had suddenly gone out.

His body swayed slightly, and he took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. He felt that his world was collapsing, and everything around him became blurry. He remembered that he had worked hard to change himself for Jiang Ciyou, learning business knowledge that he had never touched before, just to be able to help her when she needed it. He gave up some of his bad habits and worked hard to become a person who could be worthy of her.

But now, all of this has become meaningless. His love and his dedication are as fragile as bubbles in front of Jiang Ciyou's decision. His heart seems to be torn by countless hands, and the pain makes it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His eyes fell on the crumpled check again, which was Jiang Ciyou's "judgment" on their relationship. A strong anger surged in his heart. He wanted to tear the check into pieces, smash everything in the room, and let Jiang Ciyou know how wrong her decision was. However, he knew that none of this could change Jiang Ciyou's mind.

He moved his lips, wanting to say something else, but found that he had no strength left. He could only watch Jiang Ciyou turn and leave, watching her back gradually disappear at the door, just like the hope in his life disappearing bit by bit.

Dear readers, in this chapter full of emotional entanglements, we see the helplessness and struggle of love. Every word is an analysis of the character's inner heart, and every plot is a depiction of the complex face of love. If you are also touched by this story and moved by the character's emotions, please cast your precious vote for this chapter. Your support will be my motivation to continue writing. Let us witness the development of this story together and feel more love, hate and hatred together.