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

Chapter 144 He gave too much



Chapter 144 He gave too much

"Disappear? Does that mean...death?"

Yao Jing nodded.

So when Jiang Baige had doubts about him before, the system would make him faint - like a warning.

"Then your system is really malicious. It is said that things cannot happen more than three times. If you fail once, you will die..." Jiang Baige asked again, "Do you really want to live?"

Yao Jing did not answer directly, but asked her: "What about you? If you were to live your life again, would you be willing to die easily?"

She doesn't want to.

"If you conquer me, you can survive. What about me? What should I do?"

"We can live together..." Yao Jing suddenly grabbed Jiang Baige's arm and put his face very close to her. "If the strategy succeeds, it means you are in love with me. And I will love you, support you, and take care of you. When we graduate, we can get married, have one or two children, grow old together, and live happily."

Jiang Baige felt a chill all over her body.

She doesn't plan for someone to suddenly appear in her future and attack her just to survive.

Those sweet confessions were just part of the strategy to win her over.

Seeing that Jiang Baige was unmoved, Yao Jing took a step back and said, "Well... I shouldn't have blackmailed you morally. But since I only have one month to live and I don't have any other friends here, can you accompany me through this last month?"

Isn’t this moral kidnapping?

She was not related to him, so why should she accompany him? Although it was a bit unkind to say this, wasn't that the law of nature: if a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!

This is the nature of earthlings... What's more, she is still sick and can't take care of herself...

Seeing that playing the sympathy card didn't work, Yao Jing coaxed her again, "Even if you don't believe anything else I say, your body really needs to be taken care of. Isn't it better for me to be here and take care of you?"

Jiang Baige admitted that she was a little moved now - this time, she didn't have palpitations.

But she didn't want to be too obvious.

She said, “I’ll think about it.”

Yao Jing noticed her looseness and decided to push her: "Don't take too long, okay?"

During the three days that Jiang Baige was considering, Yao Jingru, as she said, went to the Chinese medicine pharmacy to get the medicine according to the prescription given to Jiang Baige by the doctor at home, boiled it, and delivered the medicine to her twice a day at noon and in the evening.

"But you have to drink the one that's prepared in advance during the day..." Yao Jing looked embarrassed, "because you have to drink the first drink as soon as possible after breakfast."

Lin Xingran still maintained the calmness of an outsider: "If someone shows kindness to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief."

Zhou Ling has a slightly different view: "You have nothing to lose anyway. If someone is taking care of you, why not?"

"How do you know there's no loss?" Wen Mian also stood on Lin Xingran's side. "Xiaobai gets palpitations when he sees him. A heartbeat that's too fast can kill people, okay? It's not a romantic plot!"

One against two, Zhou Ling shut up. Three pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Baige.

She knew that Lin Xingran and Wen Mian were doing this for her own good, but the feeling of being served was truly wonderful.

"One month... If he does anything bad to me, I will retreat immediately."

Lin Xingran glanced at the two backpacks that Jiang Baige had packed and decided not to say anything more.

Just like how they treated Zhou Ling back then, if Zhou Ling himself decided to believe it, then they wouldn't have to be mean people in vain.

"Just think it through... Don't get too close to him, don't be serious... Remember, you just want him to take care of you during this period of time."

Jiang Baige nodded. Downstairs, Yao Jing was already waiting with his bicycle. There was a bag in the basket and one on his back, just right.

As for Jiang Baige, the weather is fine today, so she wants to go to the library and find a place where the sun can reach the table to bask in the sun.

It’s time to continue writing this sweet little story that she had been putting off for a long time and whose manuscripts are almost exhausted.

The reason was simple: the data was better than she thought.

Even the editor thought it was a pleasant surprise and applied for several lists for this "little sapling" of less than 100,000 words.

And that means she has to keep updating.

The situation where I stopped updating at the beginning because of illness is absolutely not acceptable.

That's why she decided to move in with Yao Jing temporarily.

Since Yao Jing boiled medicine for her every day, her body gradually recovered, even her lips had red color, and her typing speed also slowly recovered...

Just like that, not long after school started, Jiang Baige moved to Hengluyuan.

There was a big countdown board in the living room. When Jiang Baige went there on the first day, it said [34 days to death]. On the second day, the number changed to 33...

And the countdown board was facing their dining table.

It looked creepy while eating, but no matter what Jiang Baige said, Yao Jing didn't move.

But apart from this, Yao Jing followed Jiang Baige's instructions in everything.

Sometimes Jiang Baige would wonder, if she didn’t know that Yao Jing was nice to her in order to complete the mission and survive, and if Yao Jing took such good care of her, would she fall in love with him?

Fortunately...there are no ifs.

All she had to know was that her health was getting better little by little, that the update of that sweet little article was on track, and because it was recommended three times, the data was unexpectedly good, and she would be able to collect a sum of royalties soon... That was enough.

The editor also sent her a film and television recommendation form, saying that if the copyright department saw a suitable topic when contacting a film and television company, they would recommend the book to them.

Jiang Baige was immersed in the dream of making a fortune by selling copyrights, and almost missed a very important thing -

Huayu.com has closed down.

When she saw the news on the forum, she remembered that the two had not been in touch for some time because the last time Linlang introduced a commercial manuscript to her, she happened to be sick and had to turn it down.

She quickly used her mobile phone to log into Aq, which she hadn't visited for a long time, hoping to find Linlang.

Linlang’s profile picture was gray, so she had no choice but to leave a message, asking if she was there (worried that she was invisible) and if she had time to chat about Huayu.com.

She waited for a while, but Linlang didn't reply.

Maybe he's really offline because of something.

Jiang Baige clicked on the author group of Nanlin.com again and found that it was extremely lively. What everyone was discussing was the bankruptcy of Huayu.com.

Someone said in the group that the novel he had been following on Huayu.com stopped some time ago, and he thought it was because he was tired and wanted to take a break, but he didn't expect that this novel might have no ending in the future...

Jiang Baige glanced at the title of the book. She really wanted to say: Don't worry, your wife later signed with Nanlin.com, and the book not only has an ending, but also because of concerns about copyright disputes, the full text is distributed for free...

Sure enough, several people in the group mentioned that their editors were actively contacting authors from Huayu.com, hoping to sign some great authors with a good history and fan base...

They are so eager to recruit talented people that they will even pay referral fees to the recommenders - although it's not much.

Jiang Baige's heart moved.

At this moment, a message popped up on the top of the phone. It was from Linlang...


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