Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 412: Farewell to the past, close the door of heart

Jiang Ciyou's room was filled with a depressing silence. Her luggage was quietly placed beside the bed, like a silent countdown, indicating that she was about to say goodbye to this place full of memories. She slowly glanced around, and every corner was like a scene from a movie, showing her and Lu Jingchen's past.

Her eyes stayed on the window. In the past, countless mornings, the sun shone through it onto Lu Jingchen's face. It was a scene that moved her heart. Lu Jingchen would wake up in the sun, and then, with the sleepiness that had not yet completely dissipated, he showed her a gentle smile. She still remembered that one time, it was drizzling outside, and the raindrops hit the window glass, forming a series of water marks. They sat in front of the window, and Lu Jingchen gently hugged her. Neither of them spoke, but just quietly enjoyed the tranquility of that moment.

There was a painting they had painted together hanging on the wall. It was an artistic creation that they had come up with on a whim. Lu Jingchen took the paintbrush and painted freely on the canvas, his eyes full of concentration and enthusiasm. She stood by, handing him paint from time to time, and occasionally playfully painting on his face. In the end, although the painting looked a little abstract, it was their common treasure. Now, the painting was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.

Her fingers gently brushed over the small ornament beside the bed, which was picked for her by Lu Jingchen during a trip. It was a small crystal ball with a couple holding hands inside, surrounded by fluttering snowflakes. Lu Jingchen said at the time that this crystal ball was like their love, no matter how the outside world changed, they would stick together. She held the crystal ball tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

She began to pick up the small items scattered on the table, including the notes written by Lu Jingchen for her, which were full of sweet words and daily reminders. "Ciyou, remember to drink your favorite flower tea." "It's cold today, wear more clothes when you go out." These simple words now read like a sad poem. She folded the notes one by one and put them in a small box, as if to seal up those beautiful memories.

She looked at the closet again, where several of Lu Jingchen's clothes were hanging. There was a white shirt that he liked best, and every time he put on that shirt, he would look particularly handsome. She still remembered that once, they attended a small party, and Lu Jingchen wore that shirt, like a shining star in the crowd. She couldn't help but walk over and take his arm. At that moment, she felt like the happiest person in the world. Now, she gently stroked the shirt, hesitated for a moment, and finally folded it and put it aside.

She moved very slowly, and every movement seemed to be a final farewell to the memories in this room. She knew that once she walked out of this room, these memories would only remain in her heart forever. She remembered their first quarrel in this room. It was because of a small matter. She didn't remember what it was exactly. She only remembered that both of them were very stubborn and refused to give in to each other. But in the end, Lu Jingchen gave in first. He walked up to her, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Ciyou, I'm sorry, don't be angry." At that moment, she knew that she had fallen deeply in love with this man.

Her eyes fell on the little bear doll at the foot of the bed, which was given to her by Lu Jingchen when she was sick. At that time, she was lying in bed because of illness and was in a very low mood. Lu Jingchen suddenly appeared in front of her holding the little bear, with a small bow tied around the neck of the little bear. He said, "Ciyou, this little bear will accompany you, just like I am always by your side." She hugged the little bear and felt warm in her heart. Now, she picked up the little bear and hugged it tightly in her arms, and her tears soaked the fur of the little bear.

She finally packed her luggage, and the moment she lifted it, she felt like she was lifting the weight of the world. She slowly walked towards the door, and every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart. She stopped at the door and looked around the room for the last time. This room witnessed her laughter, tears, love and pain. She felt mixed emotions in her heart, including reluctance to leave Lu Jingchen, confusion about the future, and nostalgia for the past.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She knew that this decision was made by herself, and no matter how painful it was, she had to go on. She put her hand on the door handle, feeling the coldness of the metal penetrate her palm and reach her heart. She slowly turned the door handle, and the door made a slight "creaking" sound, as if the room was sighing for her departure.

When the door closed, she felt that her heart was also closed. She seemed to hear a voice crying deep in her heart, which was the longing for Lu Jingchen and the mourning for the past love. She stood outside the door for a long time without leaving, like a lost child, not knowing where to go.

Dear readers, every chapter is the result of my careful creation. In this chapter, Jiang Ciyou's struggle in pain and reluctance is an important manifestation of the emotional conflict of the whole story. I hope you can feel the deep affection and helplessness in it, and cast your precious vote for this story. Your support is my motivation to continue creating!