Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 415: Falling in the Dark: Lu Jingchen's Moment of Despair

Lu Jingchen sat on the sofa for a long time, so long that he had forgotten the passage of time. Everything around him was shrouded in darkness, just like his inner world at the moment, without a trace of light. His cell phone kept ringing beside him, and they were calls from his friends. Every time the ring rang, it was like a sharp needle, piercing his already broken heart, but he had no intention of paying attention.

He now seemed to be on an isolated island, surrounded by endless darkness and despair. He didn't want to talk to anyone, and just wanted to immerse himself in this pain alone. In his world, Jiang Ciyou was everything to him and the meaning of his life. But now, she left him so decisively, which made him feel as if his soul had been taken away by Jiang Ciyou, and what was left was just a lifeless shell, a walking corpse.

His mind kept replaying every bit of their past. Those beautiful memories were like sharp blades, constantly cutting his heart. He thought of the bar where they first met. Jiang Ciyou was like a bright light, shining into his originally chaotic life without any warning. From that moment on, he could no longer take his eyes off her, and Jiang Ciyou was the only one left in his world.

Every moment they spent together was played in front of his eyes like a movie. When he was on vacation at the beach, he always got up early in the morning and went to the beach to collect those unique shells. He would carefully select the most beautiful shells, then string them together with silk thread to make a unique necklace, and quietly put it on her pillow while she was still asleep. When she woke up and saw this surprise, the happy smile on her face was the most beautiful picture he had ever seen.

In high-end restaurants, he would reserve a table in advance, then study the menu carefully and select her favorite dishes. He remembered that she liked her steak medium rare and drizzled with a special black pepper sauce. He would gently cut the steak for her, and watching her taste the food elegantly, his heart was filled with endless satisfaction. Every subtle movement, every affectionate look, every gentle touch, was filled with his deep love for her.

But now, all of this was shattered like bubbles. He didn't understand why the feelings between them could be abandoned so easily in Jiang Ciyou's eyes. He thought they had gone through so many ups and downs, and he thought they could live happily like this forever. However, reality gave him such a heavy blow, shattering all his fantasies.

His body leaned forward slightly, his hands hanging limply between his knees, his eyes staring straight ahead, but he seemed to be looking at nothing. His eyes were empty and lifeless, without the brilliance of the past, like a pool of stagnant water, no longer stirring any waves. In the darkness, he could hear his own heartbeat, a slow and heavy beat, as if every beat was telling of his pain.

He began to fall into deep self-doubt. He wondered if he had not done something well enough? Had he not given Jiang Ciyou enough sense of security? He recalled the occasional quarrels they had when they were together, those insignificant little frictions, which now seemed like huge mistakes to him. He kept searching his mind for possible reasons for all this, trying to find an answer that he could accept, but he never found anything.

His body gradually became stiff, and his legs were numb from maintaining the same posture for so long. But he didn't seem to feel any physical discomfort, because the pain in his heart far exceeded any physical sensation. He was like a child abandoned by the world, sitting helplessly in the dark, not knowing where to go.

As time went by, the sky outside became darker and darker, and the darkness seemed to swallow the whole world. The room where Lu Jingchen was located also became more gloomy and terrifying. But he was unaware of this. His heart was already filled with darkness, and the surrounding environment was no longer important to him. His thoughts were still constantly wandering between the past and the present. He tried to find a little comfort in his memories, but only found more pain.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, and the window made a slight shaking sound. This slight sound seemed particularly abrupt in this silent room, causing Lu Jingchen's body to tremble slightly. He slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the window, his eyes still without any emotion. The window was like a portal to an unknown world, and the darkness outside seemed to beckon him, tempting him to fall into deeper despair.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. His throat seemed to be choked by something, and all the pain and sorrow were piled up there, unable to vent. He could only endure it all silently, like a prisoner sentenced to life imprisonment, enduring endless torture alone in a dark cell.

As the night deepened, Lu Jingchen's consciousness began to become a little blurry. His body gradually lost its strength under extreme fatigue and pain. He slowly leaned back on the sofa, his head tilted back weakly, his eyes half open and half closed. His breathing became heavy and slow, and every breath seemed to be his final farewell to the world.

In this endless darkness, Lu Jingchen seemed to see his future. It was a future without Jiang Ciyou, a future full of loneliness and despair. He didn't know how to face such a future, and he didn't even know if he had the courage to continue living. His heart was full of confusion and fear, and this feeling was like an invisible big hand, tightly pinching his throat, making him unable to breathe.

In this long and painful night, Lu Jingchen was like a ship that lost its direction in a storm, drifting in the dark ocean. His world had completely collapsed, his love was ruthlessly abandoned by Jiang Ciyou, and he didn't know what he could do to save it all. He could only wait silently in the darkness, waiting for the judgment of fate, waiting for his broken heart to slowly die.

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