The Legend of Cinderella's Counterattack

The success of the press conference didn't bring me the complete joy I'd hoped. The applause and praise seemed to be hidden behind a veil; I could see them, but I couldn't feel their warmth. The stolen works weighed on my heart like a heavy stone, a weight I couldn't shake off.

At night, I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, the design sketches I'd poured my heart and soul into would resurface in my mind. They were once the product of my entire life, now nowhere to be found. Anxiety clung to me like a vine, choking me. I began to have frequent nightmares, where blurry figures mocked my powerlessness, waking me in a cold sweat.

Lawrence Lu noticed something was wrong with me. He stopped clinging to me like usual and became cautious, afraid to touch my sensitive nerves. He would quietly accompany me, making me a cup of hot milk or playing soothing music. His eyes were full of worry, but he didn't ask anything, just gave me a warm hug.

“Lolo, you haven’t been in a good state recently. Do you want to see a psychiatrist?” One night, Lawrence Lu finally couldn’t help but speak.

"Psychologist? I'm not sick!" I subconsciously refused, with a hint of panic and anger in my tone.

"Lolo, I know you are strong, but there are some things that you can't handle alone. A psychologist can help you and help you get out of the shadow faster." Lawrence Lu persuaded me patiently, his tone gentle but firm.

I fell silent. I knew he was right, but I still couldn't accept that I needed help from a therapist. It felt like a shameful admission of vulnerability.

“Lolo, promise me, okay? I just hope you can be happy.” Lawrence Lu held my hand, his eyes full of pleading.

I looked up at the man in front of me. The sincerity and concern in his eyes made it impossible for me to refuse. Finally, I nodded, agreeing to his request.

After agreeing to Lawrence Lu, I became even more uneasy. I was full of resistance to seeing a psychologist. Just then, my best friend, the girl who always appeared when I needed her most, suddenly appeared in front of me, as if sensing my uneasiness.

"I knew you needed someone to accompany you!" She walked in with a smile, carrying my favorite strawberry cake, as if bringing sunshine to the room.

"Why are you here?" I asked her, trying to cheer myself up, but I couldn't hide the fatigue in my eyes.

"How dare I not come when you're like this?" She glared at me in feigned anger, then put the cake on the table and pulled me to sit down. "Tell me, what happened? Did that Lu Yuxuan guy bully you?"

I told her everything that had happened recently, including the theft of my design, my disappointment after the press conference, and my insomnia and anxiety. I couldn't help but tear up when I talked about it.

"Silly boy, you're pushing yourself too hard." She hugged me lovingly. "Everyone encounters setbacks sometimes. Have you forgotten that when I failed in my business venture, wasn't I almost devastated? But didn't I pull through? Look at me now, I'm full of life, thriving in both my career and my love life!"

As she spoke, she struck an exaggerated pose that made me burst out laughing. Her optimism and positivity were like a warm current that slowly melted the ice in my heart.

"You know, the reason I was able to get over it was because I met a great psychiatrist." She suddenly stopped smiling and looked at me seriously. "He was like a wise man. He guided me to see my inner self and made me understand that failure is not the end of the world, but a new beginning."

Her words changed my opinion of psychiatrists. Maybe I should give it a try.

Accompanied by my best friend and Lawrence Lu, I finally mustered up the courage to go into the psychiatrist's office. The psychiatrist was a kind and amiable middle-aged woman. Her gentle voice and patient listening gradually put me at ease.

I told her about my experiences, my pain, and my fears. She listened quietly, occasionally asking questions that led me to think more deeply.

"You're in so much pain because you took those designs so seriously; they've become a part of you," she said. "But you need to understand that losing doesn't mean the end, but a new beginning. You still have talent and passion, and you can still create more excellent works."

Her words were like a revelation, and they made me suddenly realize that I couldn't keep living in the shadow of the past. I should look forward and continue to pursue my dreams.

With the help of a therapist, I began to look at the situation from a different perspective and to accept my own imperfections. I began to understand that those stolen works, while a true reflection of my heart and soul, were merely a part of my life and did not define me. I still had a long way to go and many dreams to pursue.

I began to follow the doctor's advice, exercising every day, maintaining a regular schedule, and trying to learn new things, such as painting, yoga, etc. I found that when my attention was no longer limited to the past, my life became more colorful.

Lawrence Lu has been with me silently. He has witnessed my fragility and my strength. He knows that I haven't completely come out of it, but he didn't put pressure on me. He just patiently accompanied me and supported me.

“Lolo, let’s go traveling.” One day, Lawrence Lu suddenly suggested.

"Travel?" I looked at him in surprise.

“Yes, let’s go to a place where no one knows us and relax.” Lawrence Lu said gently, “I know you haven’t fully recovered yet, but traveling can help you relax. Changing the environment may give you a different feeling.”

I thought about it and agreed. I really needed a change of scenery and a change of mood.

We went to a remote town, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. Away from the hustle and bustle and pressure of the city, I felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.

We rented a small cabin in the small town. Every morning, Lawrence Lu and I would go for walks in the nearby mountains and forests, breathing in the fresh air, listening to the birdsong, and feeling the tranquility and beauty of nature. In the afternoons, we would stroll around town, sample local specialties, and chat with the locals, experiencing their simplicity and warmth. In the evenings, we would cuddle together, gaze at the stars, and chat until late at night.

Life in the small town was simple and happy, and as time went by, my mood gradually calmed down. I began to re-evaluate my life and career, and I was full of confidence in the future.

**(Suspense: After returning to the city, how will Lin Luoluo face the challenges of the future? Where will her love with Lawrence Lu go?)**

"A psychiatrist? I'm not sick!" I instinctively refused, a hint of panic and anger in my tone. I didn't want to admit that I was so fragile that I needed help from a psychiatrist.

I fell silent. I knew he was right, but I still couldn't accept that I needed a psychiatrist's help. To me, it felt like a shameful admission of vulnerability. Looking at Lawrence Lu's worried eyes, I felt even more distressed. Did I really need help from others to get out of this shadow?

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Lawrence Lu got up to open the door. My best friend, the girl who always appeared when I needed her most, walked in with a smile, carrying my favorite strawberry cake, as if bringing sunshine to the room.

"I knew you needed someone to accompany you!" She glared at me in feigned anger, then put the cake on the table and pulled me to sit down. "Tell me, what happened? Did Lawrence Lu bully you?"

I forced a smile and told her everything that had happened recently, including the theft of my design, my disappointment after the press conference, and my insomnia and anxiety. When I got emotional, I couldn't help but tear up.

Her words changed my opinion of psychologists. Looking at my best friend's sincere eyes, I was shaken. Maybe I should really give it a try. Lawrence Lu also came over and held my hand, his eyes full of encouragement and support.

"Lolo, promise me, okay? I just want you to be happy."

I took a deep breath and finally nodded. I believed that with their company and help, I could overcome my inner demons and regain my happiness and confidence.