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

Jingchai's story came to an abrupt end. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Baige with a deathly calmness in her eyes.

"So I chose to be patient... I told myself that even though this beginning wasn't what I wanted, maybe he really did have a crush on me?"

"So the 'boyfriend' you and Chen Xi mentioned is him?"

"Yes." Jingchai nodded, "Don't you think it's ridiculous and pathetic? Facing a beast who raped me, I lied to myself that he loved me?"

"I know it's not easy for you - it really is."

Jiang Baige said "really" three times before Jingchai finally responded.

She said, thank you for understanding me.

He also said, it would be great if Xiaoxi could understand me.

"How do you know she can't?" Jiang Baige asked her back, but her tone was not very sure, so after she finished speaking, she laughed first, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said such things so easily."

Because she is not Jingchai, she does not know how important Chen Xi is to Jingchai, and naturally does not understand Jingchai's fear of gain and loss.

Her eyes swept over the notebook. Perhaps it was time to start a new topic.

So she pointed at the notebook and said, "Can you tell me about this notebook and the organization behind it?"

Suddenly, Jingchai's eyes lit up: "How do you know we are an organization?"

She could have said, "Your forum can be found on the Internet," but she chose to give another more noble reason: "This symbol...is based on Jiangyong Women's Script, and it has been modified from oracle bone script, right?"

"How do you know!"

Jingchai's eyes were no longer just filled with surprise, but with excitement as if he had met a revolutionary comrade.

After all, people know very little about Nüshu nowadays.

Even Jiang Baige, who had lived a new life, did not react immediately. Because the characters of Nüshu are long and thin, and the overall shape of oracle bone script is more like a picture in order to express meaning... After neutralizing the two, it is indeed a bit incongruous.

But after Jiang Baige realized that this might be a character based on the modified Nüshu, she deliberately selected a few simple characters such as "女", "的", and "力" for comparison and found that they actually matched! Only then did she confirm her guess.

"I was reviewing my major some time ago, and happened to be reviewing ancient Chinese, so I looked up some information..."

"Really? I don't remember it being in the textbook..."

"How can you get into Anhui University just by reading textbooks?" Jiang Baige took over the conversation, "Senior sister, you forgot that I have to go to Anhui University."

This reason convinced Jingchai.

At this point, she had completely regarded Jiang Baige as her own, and there was no longer any barrier between them.

Jiang Baige suddenly felt a pang of heartache in her heart, and she tried desperately to suppress the feeling, because she knew that someone who could go through those traumas and still hold on until now, and even chose to turn despair into words... could definitely not be a weak person, and did not need any cheap sympathy at all.

"We are each other's last resort... It can actually be described in three words - 'daughter alliance'."

Jiang Baige's body trembled. This was exactly the same as the name of her first novel... except that her story was set in ancient times.

"But in order to prevent the name from being deciphered, the word 'meng' was split into two characters: 'ming' and 'dish'."

No wonder Jiang Baige understood the word "daughter" at the time, but didn't figure out what this thing was.

Now it seems--

"So this is an organization for girls to help each other?"

"That's about right. However, if they are not desperate, most people would probably discuss it with people around them first. But some things are easier to talk about with strangers... For example, I couldn't tell my parents and Chen Xi about what I went through, but in the 'Daughter's League', I am not the only victim."

Jiang Baige clenched her fists. She was angry, but also powerless. When the two feelings came together, she became desperate.

"But we want to live," Jingchai said. "Many times we think that death will put an end to everything, but we also try to convince ourselves that we have done nothing wrong and it is not us who should die."

"Yes, not you!"

"It's hard for one person to digest these emotions... White Dove, do you know..."

Jingchai stretched out his hand and took off the two gold bracelets on his wrists, where there were two deep wounds.

"I thought about death many times, but at the last second, I didn't want to die anymore. I still had a lot of stories to write, and I wanted to fight a little longer... It was at this time that I met the 'Daughter's Alliance'."

That was when she was getting medicine at the school hospital.

The doctor who treated her was a female doctor. When she saw her wound, she didn't say much. She just gave her a business card and told her to go to the Chinese Department to find that person.

And that person is the person in charge of the "Daughters' League" at Lin University.

"Then I got in touch with this organization. They comforted me, guided me, and helped me to step out of the dilemma of self-deception. Among so many people, no one has ever said even once that it was because of my carelessness that Chen Dongguo took advantage of me, nor would they say that it was because I was careless in my daily behavior and sent the wrong code, let alone say that I was so dirty that I didn't deserve to live..."

These were the words she had never heard, but they were the questions she asked herself again and again in the desperate nights.

However, as bystanders, they did not think she did anything wrong.

She was just chosen by the devil, but that doesn't mean she was wrong or that she should be the lamb to be slaughtered.

"I often feel that I am unlucky. I met someone like Chen Dongguo... well, I can't fight him. But when I meet someone who stands on the same side as me, I feel like a ray of light has come into the dark room."

Jiang Baige felt a little thirsty, so she drank the tea in front of her in one gulp, without realizing that the tea had already gone cold.

"You know, White Dove, I've met a lot of girls, some of whom have had the same experience as me, some of whom don't, and some even have happy families and wonderful lives, but the reason they joined in is just because they can't bear to see others suffer...well, just like you."

As she spoke, she laughed. Jiang Baige really wanted to freeze time at this moment, but... it was impossible.

If we want to completely solve Chen Dongguo's problem, just a little bit of optimism is far from enough.

"But you still couldn't break up with him, right?"

This question caused the heart of the thorny hairpin that had finally been exposed to the sun to become dark again.

She didn't answer, which meant she agreed.

"Why?" Jiang Baige asked, "Is it because your novel is not good enough? Or..."

Jiang Baige had a very pessimistic thought: "Or... are you pregnant?"

Hearing the last four words, Jingchai's eyes suddenly widened.