Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 363 Lu Jingchen's Self-Destruction

Lu Jingchen fell into a deep state of self-destruction, a state where his soul seemed to be pulled out and left to be swallowed by darkness.

He began to drink heavily, and alcohol became his only way to escape reality and numb the pain in his heart. Every day, he walked into the bar like a zombie whose vitality had been drained away. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol and the noisy music in the bar seemed to be the external reflection of his chaotic inner world. He always walked straight to the darkest corner and sat down with his eyes empty and confused, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

He sat there, drinking one glass after another, as if he was in a desperate competition with himself. With each sip of wine, the burning sensation in his throat temporarily made him forget the pain in his heart that was like a meat grinder. His hand trembled slightly as he picked up the wine glass. Some of the wine spilled during the shaking, flowing along the wall of the glass into his hand, but he was completely unaware. The people around him were laughing, talking, and dancing, and the noise gradually blurred in his ears. In his world, there was only himself and the endless wine.

He also started smoking, and he, who was once clean and refreshing, became decadent. His fingers holding the cigarette turned yellow from the smoke, and every time he took a deep puff of smoke, the smoke would fill his lungs and then slowly come out of his mouth and nose, blurring his face. His hair became messy, his clothes were no longer neat, and he exuded a sense of decadence that was defeated by life. He no longer cared about his image, and his once well-groomed appearance was now abandoned by him.

He had nothing to do all day and lost interest in everything around him. He no longer paid attention to the things he once liked, whether it was wonderful music, exciting movies, or gatherings with friends. His room became messy, with clothes thrown on the floor at random and garbage piled up like a mountain, but he had no intention of cleaning it up. The sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the dust in the room, but he was like a ghost avoiding the sunlight, curled up in the darkness.

His friends were very worried when they saw him in such a state, and they tried to persuade him to cheer up. They came to his residence and were shocked to see Lu Jingchen, who seemed to be a completely different person.

"Jingchen, you can't go on like this. Look at what you have become now?" Friend A frowned and said worriedly.

Lu Jingchen just glanced at him indifferently, then picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp of wine. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, followed by a cough.

Friend B walked up to him and snatched the wine glass from his hand. "Why are you doing this? Just because Jiang Ciyou left you? You were not someone who was easily defeated before!"

There was a flash of pain in Lu Jingchen's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You don't understand, she means everything to me. Now that she's gone, my world has collapsed, and nothing has any meaning anymore."

Friend C said anxiously, "We know you love her very much, but giving up on yourself like this won't solve any problems. Maybe she's just confused for a moment. If you cheer up, there might still be a chance."

Lu Jingchen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No, she has returned to her husband. She has made her choice. What chance do I have?"

Friends were still trying to persuade him earnestly, telling him all kinds of truths, sharing their own experiences, trying to rekindle his hope for life. However, Lu Jingchen was like a trapped beast locked in his own dark world, and he simply could not listen to any advice. He felt that his world had collapsed. Without Jiang Ciyou, everything had lost its color, and all the efforts and struggles had become meaningless. He was like a ship that had lost its direction in a storm, and could only drift in the dark ocean, waiting to be completely submerged.

In this process of self-destruction, Lu Jingchen's body gradually became weak. His face was as pale as paper, and there were deep dark circles under his eyes, as if they were painted by the thick darkness. His steps became staggering, and every step he took seemed to use up all his strength. He knew that if he continued like this, he might destroy himself, but he couldn't extricate himself, because the pain in his heart was like a huge whirlpool, sucking him tightly and making him sink deeper and deeper.

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