Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 419: The Haggardness in the Mirror - Lu Jingchen's Self-Examination

Lu Jingchen finally stood up from the sofa. His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Every small step he took required all his strength. His body was shaking a little, like a candle in the wind, and he could fall down at any time. This night of torture had left him physically and mentally extremely exhausted.

He walked slowly towards the mirror, each step seemed to be crossing a long distance. When he stood in front of the mirror, he was shocked by his reflection. He saw a haggard stranger, whose eyes were filled with pain, confusion and endless sadness.

His beard was untidy, and those whiskers that were once neatly trimmed now grew like weeds on his chin and cheeks. They were rough and messy, as if they were the external manifestation of his inner chaos. He reached out and gently touched those whiskers, and his fingers felt a pricking touch, which made him more deeply aware of his current terrible appearance.

His eyes were bloodshot, like red spider webs, densely distributed on his eyeballs. This was evidence that he had not slept all night, and each bloodshot seemed to be telling of the pain and suffering in his heart. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and the once bright and energetic light had disappeared, replaced by a dead silence. He tried to focus his eyes, but found that his sight was always wandering unconsciously, as if he was looking for something, but it seemed that he could not find anything.

His hair was also messy, like a bird's nest washed by a storm. The originally smooth and neat hair was now tangled together, forming knots of various sizes. He combed his hair with his hands, but it became more and more messy, just like his chaotic thoughts, which he couldn't make sense of. He could hardly recognize himself. The person in the mirror looked like a loser who had walked out of the ruins, completely different from the energetic and confident Lu Jingchen in his memory.

His skin also lost its former luster and became dull and rough. His once healthy complexion now looked a little pale, as if the vitality was slowly draining from his body. His lips were chapped and peeling, and when he opened them slightly, he could see his dry tongue in his mouth. He felt that his throat was painful as if it was burned by fire, because he had not drunk water for a long time and his body was already in a state of extreme dehydration.

He turned on the faucet, and cold water gushed out of it, splashing into the sink with a crisp sound. He put his hand under the faucet, and when the cold water touched his skin, he couldn't help but shudder. He scooped up some water with both hands and splashed it on his face. The cold water stimulated his skin, making his consciousness clear for a moment. He repeated this action, washing his face with cold water again and again, trying to free himself from this abyss of pain.

As the cold water washed away some of the dirt and fatigue on his face, the pain in his heart was still deeply rooted in his heart. He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, soaked in water. Water drops slid down his face, just like his uncontrollable tears. He remembered every bit of his time with Jiang Ciyou. Those beautiful memories were like sharp knives, piercing his heart.

He recalled the time when they walked on the beach together, the sun shining on them, the sea breeze gently blowing across their faces. Jiang Ciyou's smile was as bright as the sun, and her laughter was as sweet as the sound of the waves. They held hands and left a trail of footprints on the beach, as if those footprints were the mark of their love. But now, those beautiful memories have become the past, leaving him alone struggling in this lonely pain.

He recalled the scene of them having dinner together in a high-end restaurant. He would gently cut steak for her, and watching her taste the food with satisfaction, his heart was filled with happiness. They would talk quietly in the restaurant, sharing each other's life stories, and everything around them seemed to exist for their love. But now, he can only face this cold mirror alone, recalling the happiness that has gone away.

His body began to tremble slightly, not only because of the stimulation of the cold water, but also because of the pain deep in his heart. He felt like an orphan abandoned by the world, who had lost the most precious thing. He didn't know how to cheer himself up again, how to face life without Jiang Ciyou. His world had collapsed, and the beautiful future he had built up was instantly shattered, leaving only ruins.

He used a towel to gently wipe the water off his face, but he knew that no matter how hard he wiped, he could not wipe away the tears in his heart. He looked at his still haggard face in the mirror, and his heart was filled with disgust for himself. He hated his current weakness, his inability to keep Jiang Ciyou, and his becoming so miserable after losing her.

He knew he couldn't go on like this, he needed to find himself again. But the process was so difficult, like groping in the dark, without direction, without hope. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He told himself that even if he lost Jiang Ciyou, he would have to live on bravely, even if it was just to prove that his former love was valuable.

He looked at himself in the mirror again, then turned and left. He knew that this was only the first step in his new beginning, and there was still a long way to go, and he had to muster up the courage to take it one step at a time.

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