After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

In the morning, Su Jing woke up as usual to the sound of her mother Su's loud voice and the banging on the door. She irritably pulled the quilt over her head and cursed under her breath, "Fuck!" She threw back the quilt, turned over and sat up, stretched her body, and opened her eyes to see the same cramped little wooden partition room she had lived in all those years ago before the house was demolished.

"It's not a dream," Su Jing murmured, patting her face to confirm, "Yeah, it's warm and soft, it's really not a dream." It has been a month since her rebirth, and this is the first sentence she says to herself every day.

He jumped out of bed, unzipped the simple wardrobe, picked up a T-shirt and put it on, then put on some jeans. He turned around in front of his own reflection in the window glass and asked, "Why didn't I notice that I have such a good figure before?" He smiled proudly and went out to wash up.

After quickly getting herself ready, Su Jing went out with her schoolbag in hand, holding a piece of paper with words and short sentences that she had to memorize today, and recited them as she walked.

Only after experiencing it did she realize the preciousness of youth and the beauty of student days. She now really enjoys the hard work of studying and the fulfillment of doing homework.

At the intersection, Jiang Yi, who was also waiting for the red light, was surprised to find Su Jing in front of him reciting words.

Because she had been pursuing him for several years, and because it was the first time he discovered that she was actually studying seriously, Jiang Yi couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

She usually wore her hair in a high ponytail, revealing her long, white neck. Her skin-tight white T-shirt outlined her slender waist, which was barely slender enough to be held in one hand. Her round butt made her jeans feel tight. Standing behind her, Jiang Yi looked her up and down several times without restraint.

She has such a great figure! Jiang Yi felt a surge of electricity flowing through his body.

The red light flashed, and the waiting pedestrians hurried forward. Jiang Yi took an extra half step and walked beside Su Jing.

There was someone beside her. Su Jing turned her head and found it was Jiang Yi. The morning sun shone on him, and it felt like he was glowing. A flash of joy flashed through her heart, "This guy is just good-looking." Without avoiding his gaze, Su Jing smiled at him and said hello, "Hi."

"Hi, hi," the person who was unexpectedly greeted quickly responded.

Su Jing continued to recite words, striding forward. Jiang Yi suddenly felt something stuck in his chest.

"What? Just leaving? Shouldn't we leave together? It doesn't seem like this usually."

Su Jing walked briskly, the corners of her mouth curling up uncontrollably, her heart leaping with joy. The boy she'd secretly loved for so long had his eyes fixed on her, making her incredibly happy. But she didn't look back. Her first goal now was high school, the ultimate goal of becoming a better person.

As for love, just cool down first.

One morning, good students were doing papers, and bad students were dreaming.

Jiang Yi was not a good student, so he lay on his desk and thought about random things, his eyes fixed on Su Jing, who was buried in her paper and had suddenly changed. Su Jing's grades were not bad before, but she had never been seen in class without making noise.

After being classmates for nine years, Jiang Yi only began to appreciate the girl who had been pursuing him for several years today.

She actually looks... well... quite like Joey Wong.

Thinking back to her slender waist I saw today, I could probably break it with a little force; and her butt, if I flick it with a slingshot, would it make a sound, like a high-speed badminton hitting a racket? Her legs… they look quite long in those flared jeans. Next time she wears a skirt, I must take a look and see if they are also very straight…

At sixteen, when hormones are bursting forth, Jiang Yi had more than one horse galloping through his head. Just as he was herding a herd of wild horses through his head, Su Jing straightened up, raised her head, and moved her stiff neck, turning her head to look at him out of habit.

Their eyes met. Su Jing's were clear and natural, without any evasion or the usual shy anticipation. Jiang Yi was startled and quickly closed his eyes. "Damn it," he cursed inwardly, not knowing who to curse.

Jiang Yi suddenly closed his eyes, and Su Jing smiled. In her previous life, she was the one who would get nervous when she saw him. She had never expected that he would be embarrassed. Perhaps people are like this, only when they don't care can they face things calmly.

But now, Su Jing just treats his face, which is so handsome that it makes her dizzy, as a mint candy. She looks at it every day when she feels dizzy while doing papers to refresh her mind.

After being reborn, Su Jing faced the high school entrance exam in two months, and she put all her energy into reviewing.

In her previous life, she wasn't a failure, but the life she lived wasn't what she wanted. In this life, she knew she needed to have the ability before she could have the power to choose. So she had to do her best.

Before the official exam, there were weekly mock tests, and Su Jing's grades skyrocketed over the next two months. When the results were finally posted on the bulletin board, the homeroom teacher was delighted, and the entire class was stunned! Su Jing passed every subject except math, and she also scored near full marks in all her liberal arts subjects!

After three months of hard work, as expected, Su Jing passed the high school entrance exam. Although she still failed in mathematics, her overall score was good, and she was admitted to a better high school.

On the day of receiving their grades and taking graduation photos, the standard procedure was for close classmates from each class to write in each other's guestbooks. In her previous life, Su Jing had only let Jiang Yi write in her guestbook, and he took it home with great care. But years later, she had no idea where the guestbook had been left.

In Jiang Yi's guestbook, she wrote two lines of ancient poetry that were not at all subtle, "The exquisite dice are filled with red beans, my longing for you is deep in my bones, do you know?" But what she didn't expect was that the next time she saw her handwriting, it was in his belongings.

The past events were so vivid, yet they seemed like a lifetime ago. Su Jing's lips curled up slightly, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Su Jing's hair, which reached past her waist, was loosely tied into a braid that rested on her left chest. The ends of her hair swayed gently in the wind, and the strands of hair made some young men feel like little bugs crawling through their hearts. She wore a slim-fitting, solid-colored skirt and a simple V-neck sweater. She looked very gentle, a rare departure from her usual clean and capable style.

Graduation photos had to be beautiful. While not a deep V, her perfectly developed bust was clearly defined. The long skirt perfectly accentuated her slender waist, revealing a slender, white calf. Many boys would pause for a beat as they passed her, taking a furtive glance before walking away.

Standing in front of my desk, looking around the classroom and the people in it, junior high school ended just like that.

After staring blankly at the blackboard for a while, Su Jing prepared to leave. As she reached the door, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind. Su Jing froze, and a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body.

She didn't look back, but she knew who was holding her. Although it was the first time, she just knew who was holding her.

This person always made her lose her composure. Her heart started beating wildly again, her fingertips felt cold, her scalp was numb, and Su Jing froze there.

"Where is your guestbook?" the boy asked in a very textured voice, just after changing his voice.

After taking a few deep breaths, Su Jing turned around, smiled at him and said, "It's boring. I don't want to write anymore."

"Then you, write one for me."

"Me?" Su Jing hadn't expected him to ask her to write in the guestbook. In her previous life, she had taken the initiative to ask for it. In this life, he was the one who took the initiative.

So now, what does she write?

She knew what kind of life this person would have. She was still fascinated by the owner of this handsome face, but now she did not have the courage to accept him for the rest of her life.

Meeting Jiang Yi's gaze, Su Jing felt a little dizzy. Of course, she felt dizzy every time she saw him. But this time, she saw something in his eyes that she had never seen before.

After thinking for a long time, Su Jing finally wrote a sentence: If you are well, it will be a sunny day.

Yes, his well-being is Su Jing's only wish in this life.

After writing it, she thought for a moment and quickly drew a very vivid profile of his face. In her previous life, Su Jing had sketched him countless times on paper, writing his name on it.

After finishing the painting, he found a red pen, painted his index finger with it, and made a fingerprint on the right shoulder of the person in the painting.

Then he held it in front of Jiang Yi with both hands and said seriously: "Here, this is my calligraphy. Keep it well. You can sell it for a lot of money in the future."

Jiang Yi smiled and sighed, "Okay, okay, I'll keep it and wait for you to become famous and make me rich."

The moment he received the message book, Jiang Yi's fingers touched the back of Su Jing's hand, which was warm and smooth. An electric current spread from the point of contact, and the clock seemed to be paused by someone.

Some people were talking, some were walking around, some were shedding tears at farewell, the wind was blowing through the door, the sun was sliding in through the window, and the mottled shadows of the trees were shattered to the ground, just like their chaotic mood at graduation.

But all of this seemed to be isolated outside a transparent glass cover at the moment when the fingertips touched.

Su Jing inexplicably felt her nose getting sour, as if there was a piece of cotton stuck in her trachea, and all the air she breathed was blocked by the cotton. She inhaled very hard, but not much could be inhaled into her lungs.

Jiang Yi saw that tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Jiang Yi."

The awkwardness was broken by a girl's voice. Su Jing quickly pulled back her hand. Jiang Yi withdrew his gaze and turned around to look at the girl from other classes who called him. His expression suddenly became awkward.

"I think they wanted me to leave a message," Jiang Yi said, as if explaining something. But why did they need to explain? He himself didn't know.

Su Jing breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Are you from No. 9 Middle School?" a voice came from the wind.

Su Jing didn't answer. She walked faster and faster, turned the stairs, and started running.

Originally, Jiang Yi didn't pay much attention to this girl whose eyes were always fixed on him. There were so many girls chasing him that he had long been used to it.

But since more than two months ago, Su Jing suddenly started studying hard and her eyes were no longer following him. Instead, Jiang Yi would often look at her unconsciously. After the last encounter when they were waiting at a red light, he felt that something was increasingly wrong with him, and he didn't know why.

Humans are strange creatures, always doing things contrary to their expectations. Just like in her previous life, she had always pursued Jiang Yi, but he had always politely kept a suitable distance; in this life, she knew that the two of them were not destined to be together, so she stopped talking about love, but as a result, he changed.