After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

"Mom, stop asking!"

Jiang Baige hung up the phone and without paying any more attention to her mother's questions, she went into the bathroom with the bouquet of flowers.

She unpacked the flowers, found a bucket, and threw the flowers in to wake them up.

She then pulled Bai Yang into the conversation and said that there was no vase at home and she was going out to buy one. This was how she avoided her mother's gossip bombardment.

When she got out the door, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Yang looked at her, somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong, sister? Are you so unworthy of your suitor?"

After several days of repeated "brainwashing" by Jiang Baige, Bai Yang's understanding of Yao Jing was finally more accurate than Bai Yunqing's.

"No, it's just that this feels... weird..."

Jiang Baige picked off a petal that was stuck to her body and said uncertainly.

This is not the first time she has been in love or had a crush.

However, this "heartbeat"... rather than being a heartbeat, it's more like palpitations.

But she didn't know how to explain it to Bai Yang.

It was like drinking half a cup of American coffee with four portions of caffeine in one gulp, my heart was pounding as if it would jump out of my chest in the next second.

It’s not the romantic feeling of accelerated heartbeat, but the breathlessness caused by running for your life to avoid bullets when you are being chased.

At this time, her cell phone rang again - it was Yao Jing again.

"Why did you hang up on me just now?"

"With such a big bouquet of flowers stuffed in my hand, how can I care about you?"

Jiang Baige's face unconsciously broke into a smile, but then that palpitating feeling appeared again.

She covered her chest and suppressed the uncomfortable feeling: "If you want to create a surprise, I have to say that you did it."

"Are you impressed by me?"

"Who knows..."

A car whizzed past Jiang Baige, and she heard Yao Jing say "Happy Valentine's Day" on the other end of the phone.

The phone call was disconnected, and the palpitations that almost choked Jiang Baige's breathing just now also disappeared.

She stopped, bent over, supported her thighs with her hands, and gasped for breath, as if she had just run 800 meters.

She hadn't felt so tired in a long time since she started practicing Muay Thai.

That night, Jiang Baige rarely wrote anything.

Even Bai Yang couldn't help laughing at her: "It seems that falling in love is really not conducive to career..."

This actually reminded Jiang Baige that the sweet little story inspired by her and Yao Jing's "cohabitation" had already reached 80,000 words and could be published.

As it happened that today was Valentine's Day, she simply got up, wrote an introduction of several hundred words, sorted out the beginning, and published the book.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Baige fell ill that night.

She felt her temperature rising, so she took out the thermometer and it was 38.6 degrees. She didn't want to wake her parents, so she just took a fever-reducing pill.

But by the next morning, the fever had not subsided. Instead, his face turned red and his whole body was hot. When I took his temperature again, it was 39 degrees.

The Chinese New Year was just a few days away, and Jiang Baige didn't want to go to the hospital, so her parents and Bai Yang had to use primitive methods to cool her down physically.

Because she was sick, she naturally had no time to write the manuscript. She only kept the manuscript of that sweet article for three days and never updated it again.

I haven't had any contact with Yao Jing for a long time.

By the time of New Year's Eve, Jiang Baige was finally feeling better and was able to sit down to eat. Bai Yunxi also put aside her troubled divorce and came to her sister's house to celebrate the New Year.

"Bai Ge, if you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep after dinner, and then get up at midnight to celebrate the New Year."

But when she really lay in bed, Jiang Baige couldn't fall asleep.

She was a little anxious about her novel, not the sweet one, but the one about the end of the world.

After all, she had been busy with Liu Shutong's affairs in the past few months, and the amount of manuscripts she had in stock did not make her feel at ease enough to not write for a week.

Moreover, once the first day of the new year begins, people will go out to pay New Year’s greetings one after another, leaving even less time for writing…

She was dazed when she was woken up by her mother's voice.

"White Dove, White Dove? Your cell phone is ringing..."

Jiang Baige took the phone and found it was Yao Jing. She nodded to her mother, turned on the light, and answered the phone.

"I'm afraid you'll be busy during the New Year's Eve, so I'm here to wish you a happy new year in advance."

"Thank you."

Jiang Baige replied weakly, not even having the fluttering heartbeats in her heart anymore, but the palpitations she had felt before were also gone.

But Yao Jing still noticed that something was wrong with her: "What's wrong with you? Did you just wake up? Or... you feel uncomfortable?"

"All."

"No wonder I haven't seen you posting photos or sharing your life insights online recently..."

Jiang Baige’s current feeling is: good health is better than anything else.

She jokingly said, "Come to think of it... my illness really started the day I received your flowers. Tell me the truth, did you put something in the flowers?"

Yao Jing was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted: "I ordered those flowers from the flower shop near your home, how could they have tampered with them?"

Jiang Baige was just joking, so she didn't care about his explanation. They chatted briefly for a while and then hung up.

But as soon as the phone call was hung up, Jiang Baige started coughing again.

Simply...

Jiang Baige couldn't help but think: Is Yao Jing really a male beauty who brings disaster?

New Year's Eve is approaching.

Jiang Baige pushed open the bedroom door and walked out.

Four people were sitting on the sofa in the living room. Mom, aunt and cousin were chatting happily. Dad was busy eating melon seeds, occasionally interjecting a few words, making everyone laugh.

Bai Yang was the first to see Jiang Baige, and immediately trotted over to her side: "Sister, are you feeling better? I'll get you some warm water."

After saying that, he trotted away again.

Jiang Baige sat next to Bai Yunxi. Bai Yunxi touched her head and said, "Look at how sick this child is. She has lost weight."

"Yeah..." Bai Yunqing was also very puzzled. "Bai Ge has always been in good health. I don't know what happened this time. He has been sick for such a long time and still hasn't recovered... Could it be... that he is not used to the local climate?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Baige coughed twice.

Bai Yang handed her the water and said, "Sister, you must make a wish for good health later..."

"My sister is right!"

As the New Year's firecrackers rang out and the countdown began, Jiang Baige closed her eyes and devoutly made three wishes.

First, good health, and preferably a long life.

Second, write well and it would be best if you could make a hit.

Third, money rolling in.

Unlike her previous life, what she prayed for was either “being single” or “finding a handsome guy”... Only after she died once did she realize how vain that was.

After midnight, my phone started to ring with text messages. When I clicked on them, they were all from friends and relatives who sent me their wishes at midnight.

Jiang Baige clicked on them one by one.

Suddenly, a text message from Liu Shutong caught her attention: [Bai Ge, Happy Year of the Sheep! I wish you and your family happiness and joy! Thank you for everything you have done for us! The teacher has good news to tell you. My custody case should be a sure win.]