"How could the manuscript be lost?"

Li Bingyang looked anxious and didn't even wait for Jiang Baige to take a sip of the orange juice in front of him.

Fortunately, Jiang Baige was well prepared.

She sighed sadly and pushed the cup in front of her a little further away: "I've been so unlucky recently! First a thief broke into the dormitory, and then the computer hard drive was damaged..."

"The hard drive is damaged? No backup?"

Jiang Baige suddenly became very excited: "I just finished writing the manuscript, and I haven't had time to review it. How could I have a backup?"

Before Li Bingyang could reply, she lowered her head again: "I clearly saved it, who knew the computer would break? It's all my fault, it's all my fault! The contract I worked so hard to get..."

"What happened to the signing?"

Li Bingyang's attention was indeed attracted by the word "signing" and he no longer pursued the root cause of the computer problem.

“It’s soaked.”

"It's ruined? How come it's ruined? You've already signed the contract, it's not easy! At worst you can just rewrite it and update it later..."

When I was so excited, I almost said, "I've worked so hard for half a year and I haven't even gotten the chance to sign a contract. How can you just give up like that?"

Jiang Baige interrupted the excited Li Bingyang: "I don't have that kind of energy anymore."

"But you obviously love literature and writing, don't you?"

Jiang Baige has never concealed the fact that she loves writing.

Whether she is writing online articles, editing the school newspaper, or writing for the supplement, she does her best and often posts short articles on social media.

How many people are there in the Chinese Department? It’s hard for Li Bingyang to figure it out.

"In fact, I wanted to tell you just now that I don't plan to stay on the school newspaper supplement, not just the online article." Jiang Baige forced a complex smile - helpless, nostalgic, but also determined, "Sometimes, people have to learn to accept their fate."

Accept fate?

Li Bingyang's heart skipped a beat. It was really strange. Jiang Baige was clearly talking about herself, but why did he feel that every word was referring to him?

Too much information flooded into his mind, and he was unable to react for a moment.

He was always skeptical about whether Jiang Baige had really lost the manuscript. After all, she treasured her manuscript so much, as he had seen in the library that day.

Now, I am about 70% convinced.

Over the past year, she has been working very hard on the school newspaper supplement. If it was just for "acting" - although he didn't know what the reason was, she wouldn't even quit this job.

Having worked at a school newspaper is certainly a great student experience, but if it just looks good on your resume, having worked at a student union is just as useful.

The difference between them is that the work of the school newspaper deals with words, which will be more targeted when looking for a job in the future.

But she stopped doing it now, which was enough to show that she was really discouraged and wanted to give up. And there was only one reason for all this: the manuscript she had poured her heart and soul into writing was really lost!

It makes logical sense.

But - Li Bingyang looked straight at Jiang Baige, as if trying to find clues of a scam from her face, but he only saw Jiang Baige taking out a few sheets of A4 paper from her bag.

"This is?"

"My contract."

As soon as she finished speaking, she used both hands to cut the contract into pieces in front of Li Bingyang.

"you……"

Li Bingyang stretched out his hand to stop her, but he only grabbed the fragments of the contract. He could still vaguely see the cover of the contract, some of the terms and conditions, and half of the red official seal.

"The website's contract is a paper version, in duplicate. The other party signed and stamped it and sent it to me first. I should have signed it, kept one copy for myself, and sent one copy to the other party for their records." Jiang Baige's tone returned to its usual briskness, "Now, everything is over."

Li Bingyang still hadn't recovered from his surprise. He looked at Jiang Baige in astonishment, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Senior, you don't have to feel sorry for me. Everyone has her own destiny, and this website is not in my destiny."

This is true.

But she guessed wrong. Li Bingyang didn't feel sorry for her, but felt ridiculous: the thing he had tried so hard to get was thrown away by her. How could he be willing to accept this?

But now, there seems to be no reason to be unwilling.

"Perhaps you are just impulsive now, wait for a while..."

"Let's talk about the future later." Jiang Baige stood up and stretched. "Now I just want to forget about these things as soon as possible and focus on studying. After all, students should focus on studying."

Moreover, in this life, she has no intention of giving up on the matter of being admitted to graduate school.

The road ahead will be difficult. At least in the year before Li Bingyang graduates, she will have to fight alone.

It's not that she didn't trust the people in the dormitory, but she was worried that Li Bingyang was still ruthless. If he knew that she signed a contract and wrote articles for the new website, who knows what he would do.

The enemy is in the dark and she is in the light, so she must be cautious and reveal as little information as possible.

But no matter how much she planned, she still didn't expect that she and Li Bingyang left alone that day and were seen by some classmate. It was also rumored that she and Li Bingyang were in a relationship.

With gossip comes doubt.

Just like in the previous life, some people said that she was the one who stole Song Yan's boyfriend.

Several girls in the dormitory were even angrier than her.

Because when the rumor about Li Bingyang pursuing Jiang Baige came out last time, Wen Mian told the other two what he heard at the police station. They all knew that Li Bingyang had ulterior motives and that Jiang Baige would not be fooled.

But others don’t know, and the truth cannot be told to others.

Wen Mian was a little indignant: "Everyone saw that it was Li Bingyang who took the initiative to ask about your well-being, but why is it that now you are the third party, and no one says that he is playing two women at the same time and it is seamless!"

"Yeah, in a story about two guys and one girl, the girls are blamed for being fickle, and in a story about two girls and one guy, one of the girls is blamed for harboring evil intentions. What's going on? Being a girl is the original sin, right?"

Lin Xingran's words made Jiang Baige feel as if she had gotten to know her roommate all over again.

It took her many more years, and after experiencing many beatings from society, she began to realize that the many unfair treatments she suffered were not because she was incapable, but simply because she was a woman.

But the twenty-year-old Lin Xingran has already realized this.

"It's okay." Perhaps because she had experienced this kind of misunderstanding, or because she already had an "old soul" at the age of 30, Jiang Baige should be more open-minded. "The innocent are innocent. If there is nothing, there is nothing. After a long time, everyone will forget it."

"But," Zhou Ling was not so optimistic - she was pretty and had more emotional experience than the other three. "Others might forget, but what about Song Yan? Not to mention the awkwardness of meeting her, what if she really holds a grudge against you and suddenly stabs you in the back one day, wouldn't you blame her?"

Before Jiang Baige could answer, her cell phone rang.

It was a text message: Are you free? Let's hang out tonight.

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