Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

As the winter vacation bell rings, Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen decide to take their seven-year-old daughter Lu Xingyao to Switzerland to embark on a dream skiing trip, injecting vitality and joy into the family that has been busy for a year.

Switzerland's snowy countryside is like a fairytale world, with snow-capped mountains shining in the sun, exquisite cabins scattered at the foot of the mountain, and smoke rising from the chimneys. The hotel where the family stayed was like an ice castle, with warm yellow lights shining through the carved windows onto the thick snow outside, creating a warm picture.

It was the first time that Xingyao saw such a spectacular snow scene. Her face flushed with excitement. She ran around the hotel room, staring at the ski resort outside the window with sparkling eyes, and kept asking, "Mom and Dad, when are we going skiing?" Lu Jingchen picked up his daughter with a smile, rubbed her face with his nose, and said jokingly, "Little skiing athlete, let's get fully equipped first and rush to the ski slope early tomorrow morning!" Jiang Ciyu was gently arranging her ski clothes on the side, with a smile on his lips and eyes full of doting.

The next morning, the sun gently sprinkled on the snow, creating tiny rays of light. The family dressed neatly and stepped into the ski resort. Lu Jingchen's tall and straight figure was particularly eye-catching in the snow. His professional black ski suit made him look agile. He carefully helped his daughter adjust her helmet and repeatedly checked the protective gear to ensure that everything was in place. Jiang Ciyou stood aside, wearing a long white ski suit that outlined her graceful figure. Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, which was very neat. There was a bit of worry and expectation in her eyes, and she kept reminding him, "Xingyao, don't be afraid, take your time."

Xingyao, wearing a pink children's ski suit, looked like a cute little dumpling, standing at the starting point of the beginner's trail, excited and nervous. Lu Jingchen held her little hand, slid down slowly step by step, and patiently explained the skiing skills: "Baby, bend your knees slightly, move your center of gravity forward, like daddy... Yes, that's it, you did a great job!" Xingyao studied hard, her little face full of concentration. Under the guidance of her father, she gradually found the feeling and began to enjoy the fun of sliding, with crisp laughter echoing on the snow trail.

However, something unexpected happened. When Xingyao turned on a slightly steep slope, her snowboard seemed to be caught by something and she lost control instantly. She fell forward, and her snowboard drew a dangerous arc in the air. Lu Jingchen's heart suddenly tightened, and almost instinctively, he rushed over at the fastest speed, and at the moment when Xingyao was about to fall heavily, he protected her tightly under his body. The two of them rolled down the snow slope rapidly, and the snow foam splashed, like a sudden snowstorm.

Jiang Ciyou witnessed this scene not far away, her eyes widened in horror, her heart seemed to stop beating instantly, and the ski pole in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. She ran towards them desperately, shouting: "Xingyao! Jingchen!" The voice echoed in the valley, carrying endless panic and despair.

When Jiang Ciyou arrived, he saw Lu Jingchen lying on the snow, his ski suit on the back was torn, oozing shocking blood. However, he endured the pain, raised his head, smiled and comforted Xingyao, whose face was pale with fear in his arms: "Baby, don't be afraid, Daddy is here, are you hurt?" Xingyao burst into tears and hugged her father's neck tightly: "Dad, I'm scared..."

Jiang Ciyou's eyes were red and tears were welling up in them. With trembling hands, she carefully helped Lu Jingchen up and cried, "Jingchen, how are you? Where are you hurt?" Lu Jingchen frowned slightly and forced a smile, "I'm fine, just a few scrapes. Don't scare Xingyao." But Jiang Ciyou clearly saw beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and knew that he was holding on.

The staff came quickly and carried Lu Jingchen to the ambulance on a stretcher. Jiang Ciyou held Xingyao's hand tightly and followed behind, anxious. Along the way, Xingyao sobbed and kept blaming herself: "Mom, it's all my fault. If I had been more careful..." Jiang Ciyou hugged her daughter in her arms and comforted her: "Baby, it's not your fault. Don't be afraid. Dad will be fine." But her heart was full of worry and regret. She regretted not taking good care of the children and letting them encounter such danger.

In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant filled the air, making people suffocate. Lu Jingchen was pushed into the emergency room, and Jiang Ciyou and Xingyao were waiting anxiously outside. Xingyao leaned on her mother's arms, her eyes were red and swollen, and her little hands tightly grasped the corner of her mother's clothes. Jiang Ciyou gently stroked her daughter's hair, but her eyes were always fixed on the closed door of the emergency room, and she was in a state of confusion.

Time seemed to freeze, and every second seemed so long. Finally, the door of the emergency room slowly opened, and the doctor came out. Jiang Ciyou immediately stood up, walked forward, and asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is my husband?" The doctor took off his mask and said: "The victim has multiple abrasions on his back and some soft tissue contusions, but no injuries to the bones. He will be fine after a good rest for a while." Jiang Ciyou's heart was relieved a little, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, doctor."

Walking into the ward, Xingyao saw Lu Jingchen lying on the bed with a pale face and a thick bandage on his back. She cried again and rushed to the bedside: "Dad, does it hurt?" Lu Jingchen reached out and gently wiped away his daughter's tears, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Silly girl, Daddy doesn't feel any pain. This little injury is nothing. Daddy will be able to play with you again in a few days." Jiang Ciyou sat down on the bedside and held Lu Jingchen's hand, her eyes full of heartache and guilt: "It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you." Lu Jingchen held her hand in return and said gently: "Don't be silly, this is an accident, no one wants it to happen, and as long as you and Xingyao are okay, I'll be relieved."

During the days in Switzerland, Jiang Ciyou put aside all her work and took care of Lu Jingchen and Xingyao wholeheartedly. She got up early every day, went to the market to buy fresh ingredients, and made nutritious soup and porridge for Lu Jingchen. She watched him drink it mouthful by mouthful with concern in her eyes. Xingyao also became very sensible, taking the initiative to help her mother get things and telling her father interesting things at school. Their laughter often echoed in the ward.

As Lu Jingchen's injury gradually improved, the family decided to end the trip early and return home. On the return flight, Jiang Ciyou sat next to Lu Jingchen, carefully helped him adjust the seat back, and covered him with a blanket. Xingyao sat opposite, looking at her father without blinking, and whispered: "Dad, when you get better, can we go skiing again?" Lu Jingchen smiled and touched his daughter's head: "Okay, when Dad is fully recovered, let's conquer higher ski slopes."

As the plane took off, Jiang Ciyou looked out the window, her mind racing. Seeing her injured but still strong and optimistic husband, and her sensible and well-behaved daughter, she was moved and thankful. This accident made her realize more deeply that the safety and companionship of her family is the most precious. In the days ahead, no matter what storms they encounter, as long as they walk hand in hand, there will be no obstacles that they cannot overcome.

After returning home, Jiang Ciyou helped Lu Jingchen into the bedroom and let him have a good rest. Xingyao followed behind like a little tail, holding a "Get Well Soon" painting she drew for her father, which she carefully pasted on the head of the bed. Jiang Ciyou watched this scene with tears in her eyes. She knew that this love and courage would continue in their small family and become the source of strength for them to face all challenges in life.

At night, the moonlight was like water, pouring through the window onto the bedroom floor, as if covered with a layer of silver yarn. Jiang Ciyou walked into the room gently and saw that Lu Jingchen was already asleep. The moonlight shone on his face, outlining his resolute outline. She sat down on the bed, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, and checked the wound on his back. When she saw the long scar, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they fell down. That was the scar left by the fire three years ago. At that time, in order to save her, he rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation, was hit by a fallen beam, and almost lost his life. Now, he was injured again to protect his daughter. At critical moments, he always uses his body to build a solid line of defense for his family.

Jiang Ciyou gently stroked the scar, and secretly vowed in her heart that she must be more careful in the future to protect this family and prevent them from being hurt again. Under the moonlight, her eyes became more determined, as if at this moment, she had drawn endless strength to meet every beauty and challenge in her future life.