Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 978 Farewell in the Holographic Projection

The scene of Lu Jingchen's funeral was solemn. The sky was gloomy, and the lead-gray clouds seemed to carry the sorrow of the people, weighing heavily on their hearts. The guests who came to mourn were dressed in black, with sad faces. They sobbed softly or shed tears silently. Every look and every movement revealed their reluctance and remembrance for the deceased. Jiang Ciyou wore a long black dress, and the hem of her dress swayed gently with her footsteps, like a black rose struggling in the cold wind. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were red and swollen, but not a single tear fell. It was just that the empty eyes made people feel distressed, as if the soul had been pulled out.

The funeral venue was decorated in a simple and solemn manner, with white lilies all around. Their fragrance filled the air, but could not dispel the deep sorrow. In the center of the venue, Lu Jingchen's coffin was quietly placed, surrounded by his favorite photos. Those photos recorded every bit of his and Jiang Ciyou's life, from meeting, knowing each other to falling in love. Every moment was frozen, but now it has become the most painful memory.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Ciyou slowly walked to the control console in front of the coffin, her hands trembling slightly, as if she was carrying a heavy burden. Her fingertips lightly touched the screen, activating the holographic image that Lu Jingchen had carefully recorded before his death.

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In an instant, a soft light rose from the ground and gradually gathered into the appearance of Lu Jingchen. He was wearing the black suit that Jiang Ciyou loved the most, his hair was neatly combed, and he had a familiar smile on his face, as if he had never left. In the holographic image, his eyes were gentle and affectionate, and he walked straight towards Jiang Ciyou.

When he walked in front of Jiang Ciyou, he bent down slightly, and as in the past, he gently pinned a white corsage on her. His fingers seemed to touch Jiang Ciyou, but they passed through like a phantom. This subtle difference made Jiang Ciyou's heart suddenly tug. Lu Jingchen's voice rang in the air, gentle and firm: "Don't be sad, I just changed the way to accompany you."

Jiang Ciyou raised her head and stared at the holographic image in front of her. Her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound. Her mind kept surfacing the past when she was with Lu Jingchen. Those beautiful memories came flooding in like a tide and drowned her.

As if sensing her pain, Lu Jingchen turned his holographic gaze to his swaddled daughter, his eyes full of doting. He crouched down slightly and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch his daughter's cheek. Although his fingertips could only pass through the air, he still did this action seriously. He blinked at his daughter gently, his voice as gentle as the warmest breeze in the night sky: "When you grow up, Dad will become a star and count sheep with you outside the window."

The daughter seemed to sense something. Her originally quiet little face suddenly wrinkled, and she pouted, about to cry out. Jiang Ciyou quickly picked up her daughter, rocked her gently, and coaxed her softly. She looked down at her daughter, then looked up at the holographic image of Lu Jingchen, and tears finally burst out of her eyes.

In this sad atmosphere, Jiang Ciyou's thoughts drifted back to the past. It was a sunny afternoon, and Lu Jingchen took her and her daughter to the park for a picnic. On the grass, Lu Jingchen spread out a colorful picnic blanket and neatly arranged the carefully prepared food one by one. His daughter was laughing and playing, chasing colorful butterflies, while Lu Jingchen was lying on the grass, looking at his daughter, his eyes full of smiles. Jiang Ciyou sat beside him, leaning on his shoulder, enjoying this moment of tranquility and happiness. Lu Jingchen suddenly sat up, took out a small wild flower from his pocket, pinned it to Jiang Ciyou's ear, and said with a smile: "My queen, this flower matches your skirt today." Jiang Ciyou glanced at him with annoyance, but her heart was sweet.

Another time, his daughter suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night, and Jiang Ciyou was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Without saying a word, Lu Jingchen picked up his daughter and rushed to the hospital. In the corridor of the hospital, he ran back and forth, registering, looking for doctors, and getting medicine, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Jiang Ciyou looked at his busy figure and was moved. When his daughter's condition finally stabilized, Lu Jingchen sat by the bed, holding his daughter's little hand tightly, and stayed up all night, just to observe his daughter's condition at any time.

These memories were as precious as pearls, but at this moment they were like sharp blades, piercing Jiang Ciyou's heart. She knew very well that those good times would never come back.

Back to reality, Jiang Ciyou's eyes fell on Lu Jingchen's holographic image again. Her eyes were full of determination, and she suddenly reached out to take off the wedding ring on her hand. The ring that carried countless memories of them flickered faintly under the light. She walked towards the crematorium step by step, and every step seemed to exhaust all her strength. Seeing this scene, the guests couldn't help but let out a low cry of surprise, but they quickly suppressed it. They understood Jiang Ciyou's grief and determination at the moment.

Jiang Ciyou stood in front of the crematorium, her hands trembling slightly as she gently threw the wedding ring into the blazing fire. The moment the ring fell into the fire, the flames seemed to flash, as if Lu Jingchen was bidding her final farewell. Jiang Ciyou whispered softly, her voice was small, but it was clearly audible in the silent funeral scene: "In the next life, I want to be your bride, from school uniform to wedding dress, and we will never be apart again."

At this moment, a light drizzle suddenly fell from the sky, and the raindrops hit the ceiling of the venue, making a rustling sound, as if the heavens were also crying for Lu Jingchen. Jiang Ciyou held her daughter in her arms, standing in the rain, letting the rain wet her hair and clothes. She looked through the rain curtain and looked into the distance, where there seemed to be Lu Jingchen's figure, smiling and waving at her.

The guests left one after another, but Jiang Ciyou still stood there, immersed in memories and grief. It was not until night fell and darkness enveloped the whole world that she slowly turned around, hugged her daughter, and left the funeral scene step by step. She knew that the days ahead would be extremely difficult, but the love and strength that Lu Jingchen left her would support her to move on.

On the way home, Jiang Ciyou looked out the car window at the dimly lit city. Those flickering lights had witnessed the happy times she and Lu Jingchen had shared. They had walked hand in hand on the streets, shared a cup of hot drink, and cuddled up to each other on cold winter nights. Now, all of this has become a thing of the past.

After returning home, Jiang Ciyou walked into the bedroom. The room was still filled with the scent of Lu Jingchen. She gently placed her daughter on the crib and covered her with a soft quilt. Her daughter was already asleep, with a rosy face, just like Lu Jingchen. Jiang Ciyou sat by the bed, stroking her daughter's cheek, and tears blurred her eyes again.

She looked around the room. Their wedding photos were hung on the wall. The two of them were smiling brightly and happily. On the dressing table, there were various jewelry given to her by Lu Jingchen. Each of those exquisite jewelry carried a beautiful memory. Jiang Ciyou picked up a necklace that Lu Jingchen gave her on their tenth wedding anniversary. The pendant of the necklace was a heart-shaped diamond, shining brightly under the light. She held the necklace tightly against her chest, as if she could feel Lu Jingchen's warmth in this way.

It was late at night, Jiang Ciyou lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The holographic image of Lu Jingchen kept appearing in her mind, and his every move and every word was as deep as a brand. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ciyou finally fell asleep in a daze. In her dream, she returned to the bar where she met Lu Jingchen. Lu Jingchen was wearing that white shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing his sexy collarbone. His eyes were a little unruly, but also full of deep tenderness. Jiang Ciyou, wearing a red dress, stood in the corner of the bar and met his eyes. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and there were only the two of them in the world. Lu Jingchen slowly walked towards her, stretched out his hand, and invited her to dance. Jiang Ciyou put her hand in his palm and danced gently to the music. They spun and hugged on the dance floor, as if there were no worries in the world.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and Lu Jingchen's figure gradually blurred. Jiang Ciyou woke up suddenly and found that her tears had soaked the pillow. She sat up and looked at the still dark night sky outside the window, feeling lost. She knew that the beautiful dream had been shattered, and the cruel reality surrounded her again.

Jiang Ciyou stood up and walked to the window, opened it, and let the night wind blow her hair. She looked at the night sky, trying to find the star that belonged to Lu Jingchen. In the distant sky, there was an especially bright star. Jiang Ciyou's eyes were fixed on that star, and she whispered, "Lu Jingchen, are you there? I miss you so much."

At this moment, her daughter cried softly in the room. Jiang Ciyou quickly wiped her tears and walked into the baby room. She picked up her daughter and coaxed her softly. Her daughter gradually calmed down in her arms. Jiang Ciyou looked at her daughter and a surge of strength surged in her heart. She knew that for her daughter and for Lu Jingchen's love, she had to be strong.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window into the room, and Jiang Ciyou walked out of the house holding her daughter. She decided to face life again, and move forward with Lu Jingchen's love and hope. Although her heart was still filled with grief, she believed that one day, she would meet Lu Jingchen again in another world, and then, they would no longer be separated.

As the days passed, Jiang Ciyou gradually adapted to life without Lu Jingchen. She put all her energy into work and taking care of her daughter. At work, she worked harder and developed the company better and better with her wisdom and perseverance. She knew that this was Lu Jingchen's dream, and she wanted to realize it for him.

Whenever it was late at night, Jiang Ciyou would still think of Lu Jingchen. She would take out their photos and recall every bit of the past. Those memories, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminated her way forward. And Lu Jingchen's holographic image became the most precious treasure in her heart. Whenever she felt tired or helpless, she would replay it in her mind and draw strength from it.

As her daughter grew up, Jiang Ciyou always told her stories about her father. She told her daughter that her father was a hero who protected them with his love. Although her daughter was still young, every time she heard her father's story, she would blink her big eyes and listen carefully, as if she could understand it.

As time went by, Jiang Ciyou became stronger. She knew that although Lu Jingchen left, his love would never disappear. She would carry this love with her through every stage of her life until the day they would meet again. And that day, she believed, would not be too far away.