jdhmnovel Chapter 405 Emotional Struggle and the Abyss of Despair
Chapter 405 Emotional Struggle and the Abyss of Despair
Lu Jingchen's eyes were red, and his originally deep and bright eyes were now like a lake burned by fire, full of bloodshot and pain. His body was trembling slightly, and every subtle movement seemed to be driven by the surging emotions in his heart, and he couldn't control himself. His lips were trembling slightly, as if he had thousands of words to say, but they were choked in his throat by this sudden blow.
"Ciyou, how can you give up our relationship so easily?" Lu Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse, a unique timbre of suppressed anger and unspeakable sadness. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Ciyou, as if he wanted to penetrate her soul and find the trace of the soul that once loved him deeply. "When you were with me, was it all fake?" His voice gradually rose, with a questioning tone, and every word was like a sharp sword, trying to pierce the suffocating silence.
His mind kept replaying every moment with Jiang Ciyou. Those days at the seaside, the sun shone on the beach, they walked hand in hand, the sea breeze gently brushed their faces, and Jiang Ciyou's smile was brighter than the sun. Lu Jingchen remembered that he would secretly collect shells just to string them into a unique necklace for her. When he put the necklace on her neck, the surprise and happiness in her eyes were so real. And in the high-end restaurant, he carefully selected the most tender steak, and then gently cut it for her. Watching her taste the food with satisfaction, he felt as if he owned the whole world.
"I thought you had forgotten him, and I thought we could live happily like this forever." Lu Jingchen's voice gradually became low, and the last few words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth. His eyes were full of despair, like a traveler who had lost his way in the darkness and suddenly found that the ray of light he had been chasing was nothing but an illusory bubble. His heart was filled with resentment. Why was their happiness so fragile? Why could Jiang Ciyou abandon it all so easily?
Jiang Ciyou felt that her wrist was painfully grabbed by him. The pain was like an electric current, spreading through her arm and all over her body. But this physical pain was insignificant compared to the pain in her heart. Her heart seemed to be pierced by countless needles at the same time, and each needle represented her guilt towards Lu Jingchen, her doubts about her decision, and her confusion about the future. She bit her lip, trying to use this physical pain to distract herself from the torment in her heart.
"Jingchen, I am very grateful for your care for me during this period, but there is too much history between him and me, I can't just abandon him like this." Jiang Ciyou's voice was very light, as light as a feather falling, but it hit Lu Jingchen's heart hard. She didn't dare to look into Lu Jingchen's eyes, she was afraid that if she looked into those eyes full of pain and despair, she would completely collapse. Her eyes fell on a corner of the ground, where there was a small stain, and her sight was locked there tightly, as if that was her only support at the moment.
After hearing her words, Lu Jingchen felt as if his heart was being crushed by an invisible hand. He had originally held out a glimmer of hope that Jiang Ciyou would change her mind, but her words were like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the last bit of weak flame in his heart. His body seemed to have lost all its strength, and he slowly let go of Jiang Ciyou's wrist. His hands hung limply by his side, like two broken branches, lifeless.
He stood there blankly like a puppet without a soul. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if the whole world had lost its color. His body was swaying slightly, like a small tree swaying in the wind, which might fall down at any time. He felt as if his soul had been pulled out of his body, leaving only an empty shell. Standing in this cold room, everything around him seemed so strange and so far away.
His mind was in a mess, and all kinds of thoughts kept hitting him like a surging tide. He didn't understand why fate had to play such a trick on him, why he had given so much love, but got such an ending. He remembered all the changes he had made for Jiang Ciyou. In the past, although he had an outstanding appearance, he was like a confused child in his heart, doing nothing all day. But since he met Jiang Ciyou, he began to study all kinds of knowledge and wanted to become a person who could match her. He went to learn business knowledge and participated in various training courses. Even though those courses were boring, he never thought of giving up. He worked hard to improve his taste, from dressing to words and deeds, he was getting closer to the direction that Jiang Ciyou liked.
But now, all this has become meaningless. He feels like a ridiculous clown, performing a farce on the stage alone that no one appreciates. His love is like a carefully built castle, which collapsed in an instant, leaving only ruins. He doesn't know how to face this sudden blow, and he doesn't know how to piece together his broken heart.
His eyes fell on some items in the room, which were all picked by him and Jiang Ciyou. The sofa they picked together was where they slept in each other's arms; the painting hanging on the wall was bought without hesitation after Jiang Ciyou said she liked it after seeing it at an art exhibition; and the vase in the corner, which contained Jiang Ciyou's favorite lilies, the faint fragrance of the flowers once filled the whole room, just as sweet as their love. But now, these items have become sharp weapons that hurt his heart.
Lu Jingchen felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his throat. His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain. His legs began to weaken, and he could hardly support his body. He slowly squatted down, holding his head with both hands, trying to curl himself up into a small, invulnerable ball.
In this corner, he was like an orphan abandoned by the world, bearing this huge pain alone. His tears rolled in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to shed them. He didn't want to show his weakness in front of Jiang Ciyou, even though he knew that he had no dignity in front of her. His heart was full of resentment. He resented Jiang Ciyou's cruelty and the injustice of fate, but more importantly, he resented his own incompetence. Why couldn't he let Jiang Ciyou stay firmly by his side?
Jiang Ciyou looked at Lu Jingchen in such pain, and her heart felt like it was being cut by a sharp knife. She wanted to go up to him, hug him, and tell him that she was in pain, and how difficult her decision was. But her steps seemed to be fixed on the ground, unable to move. She knew that once she took this step, she would never be able to turn back. The relationship between her and her husband, the memories and promises they had made, were like invisible ropes that bound her actions.
She was constantly struggling in her heart, on the one hand, her deep feelings for Lu Jingchen, on the other hand, her responsibility to her husband and the memories of the past. She felt like she was standing at a crossroads, and no matter which way she chose, she would face great pain. Her tears rolled in her eyes, and she tried hard to hold them back. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
However, the air around her seemed to become heavy, making her breathless. Her vision became blurred, and Lu Jingchen in front of her seemed to become a distant phantom. She knew that she had to leave this room and leave Lu Jingchen, even though this was the last thing she wanted to do. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something to comfort Lu Jingchen, but she found that she had nothing to say.
In this silence and pain, time seemed to freeze. Every second seemed like a long century, which was unbearable. Lu Jingchen was still squatting in the corner, his body trembling constantly, his heart seemed to be ravaged by a storm, and he could not find a trace of peace. Jiang Ciyou stood where she was, her heart was also experiencing a fierce war, reason and emotion collided fiercely in her heart.
Finally, Jiang Ciyou turned around slowly. Her movements were slow, like an old man, and every movement was full of fatigue and helplessness. Her footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible, like a ghost, quietly leaving this room full of memories and pain. She didn't dare to look back, she was afraid to see Lu Jingchen's desperate eyes, afraid that she would not be able to help but rush over and give up her decision.
When her figure disappeared at the door, Lu Jingchen raised his head. His face was full of tears, which was the proof of his uncontrollable pain. His eyes were full of hatred and despair. He murmured to himself in the direction of the door: "Jiang Ciyou, why did you do this to me? You will regret it, you will definitely regret it." His voice echoed in the empty room, filled with endless sorrow.
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