This text message from Liu Shutong was so exciting that Jiang Baige felt that his illness was suddenly better than half.
Seeing her like this, Bai Yang asked in surprise: "What's wrong, sister, is there any good news?"
"Are you feeling happy to have received the blessing from your prospective boyfriend? Where is it?" Bai Yunxi asked Bai.
Jiang Baige rolled his eyes silently in his heart.
Falling in love with a man is more important than saving two and a half lives - if there were no children, Liu Shutong would probably lose half of her life - it is important, but she can still handle it.
"It has nothing to do with him... He is a friend of mine. I had a custody battle with my ex-husband before and may have won the case."
Only after she said it did she think of Bai Yunxi. I'm also in the middle of a divorce lawsuit.
Before Bai Yunxi came today, her mother had warned her not to mention this matter to her aunt, but when she got sick, she forgot all about it.
Fortunately, Bai Yunxi didn't care about her as a patient, and just said lukewarmly: "Hey, it seems that marriage is not a life-saving talisman for women now."
Jiang Baige was stunned: "When did marriage become a thing to protect women?"
"That's it..."
Bai Yang muttered in a low voice, and then I swallowed the sentence "My mother was beaten by my father and the police didn't dare to care."
In the New Year, you still have to say something auspicious.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Bai Yunqing hurriedly came to smooth things over: "From now on, it's the New Year. Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, leave all the unhappy things in the past, and the rest will be good days."
A cheerful song came from the TV again, there were crackling firecrackers outside the window, and fireworks rising into the sky from time to time outside the window...everything announced that the new year was here.
Jiang Baige rubbed his sore eyes. Somehow, he wished he could see Liu Shutong tomorrow and listen to her talk about what happened during this period.
***
The “long” winter vacation finally ended at the end of February.
Jiang Baige couldn't wait to pack her luggage and get on the plane to Lincheng.
But Bai Yunqing's mood was not so happy.
"Why has your illness persisted for so long? It kept coming back and forth...it seemed to have recovered. Two days later, you coughed again. The cough went away, and you started to have a low-grade fever again. The low-grade fever went away. My throat hurts again..."
"It's okay, everything is better," Jiang Baige said comfortingly.
But Bai Yunqing was not comforted at all and said: "Are you usually working too hard on writing? This time when I went home, I kept seeing that the light in your room was still on in the middle of the night... Our family is not short of your income. This money, you have no intention of living on it in the future, don’t tire yourself out..."
Jiang Baige nodded silently.
Now, she doesn't plan to tell her mother about her future plans.
Because writing online articles is an embarrassing "career choice."
Compared with real writers, it lacks social recognition. Even the poverty of writers has become a "recognized" thing in society, not to mention "Internet writers" who are not even comparable to serious writers?
Compared with office workers who work from 9 to 5, they are even more "not doing their job properly".
The experience in her previous life told her that it is absolutely impossible for mothers to accept that their children will not go to work after graduation, but will write online articles at home with unstable income before they can achieve results. of.
She is only a junior now, so of course there is no need to provoke conflicts in advance.
What's more, the data in her current apocalyptic novel is obviously better than the previous one.
Moreover, because she only has a completed novel about the Empress, some readers who came for the apocalyptic novel will also read the Empress after tying up the serialization... This is to her, This is all good news.
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Since I know that I am not a talented player, but I also like this thing and don’t want to give up, I have no choice but to keep accumulating.
Jiang Baige said goodbye to her mother and got on the plane to Lincheng...
As soon as she got off the plane, she received a text message from Yao Jing: [I have arrived. Waiting for you at the door. You're not feeling well yet, don't worry. 】
How does he know that he is not well yet?
Is it because I told him before but forgot?
Jiang Baige patted her head. Perhaps it was because her body had not recovered. She felt that her brain had not been functioning properly recently...
In this state, if this If she meets a few more people who need her help during the semester, will her mind still be able to move?
There are also online articles, don’t write confusing worldviews and inconsistent prefaces and follow-up words, then it will really be over!
"No... the first thing to do this semester is to take good care of your body! You must not repeat the mistakes of the last life!"
But when she walked out of the airport, she saw Yao Jingshi, that feeling of palpitations reappeared...
"Hey, are you okay?" Yao Jing reached out and touched Jiang Baige's forehead, "No fever anymore... Still not resting Okay?”
“It’s okay, just wait until I go back and take a nap.”
In the second semester of my junior year, I have finished all the required courses and not many electives. In the first two days of school, there were no classes at all. Jiang Baige just settled down and slept in the dormitory for three days.
He even recommended a Muay Thai class with Han Li.
"Are you still ill?"
Han Li heard that Jiang Baige was still ill, so he ran directly to the dormitory with two bags of fruit in his hand. As if he were seeing a patientgesture.
She was shocked when she saw Jiang Baige. The former energetic Jiang Baige, with red lips and white teeth, looked like "Sister Jiang", as if she would fall down if the wind blew.
"What's going on with you... I've never seen you suffer from any serious illness since I've known you."
Jiang Baige thought: If only I knew. !
"I went to the hospital several times and they all said I was physically weak and asked me to take care of myself." Jiang Baige pointed to the yellow-brown package of unopened Chinese medicine on the desk, "I'm coming back this time. Half of the suitcases are filled with this..."
Fortunately it is winter, as long as the Chinese medicine is placed outside the window sill, it can be "cooled" without a refrigerator.
"Taking Chinese medicine is not good at all?"
"Sometimes good and sometimes bad...it's not all good anyway."
"Will that... Isn't it a field that medicine can solve?"
Jiang Baige was amused by Han Li's mysterious look: "What? Do you think I should go to the temple to pay homage to a Taoist priest? Isn't it contaminated with something unclean? "
"Who knows... what if it's overindulgence? I've seen your boyfriend in the medical school. He's not bad at first glance. Trouble with water."
"Hey, can we, Xiao Li, know faces now?"
Unexpectedly, Han Li suddenly lowered his voice and said: "I am following Mr. Zhao now, all kinds of masters. Don’t see too much...Mr. Zhao has a small-cost TV series to be launched during the winter vacation, and she asked me to accompany her to attend some kind of launch ceremony..."
Speaking of this, Han Li seemed to have thought of What.
"By the way, I don't know if that master calculated it or investigated me... As soon as he saw me, he said that I have a noble person in my life. I thought she was talking about Mr. Zhao. As a result She also said, this person’s name is named after a bird... I thought, isn’t it you—White Pigeon!”