The Sickly Beauty's Easygoing Days in the 1970s

My next book is The White Moonlight Insists on Being a Brat. Please add it to your favorites. The blurb is below.

Bai Wei was the local beauty everyone knew as the sickly one. She really was beautiful, with skin smooth as jade and eyes brimming with tenderness. In the 1970s, when everyone toiled from dawn to dusk, she was like a proud, solitary white swan.

But she really was ill, too. She could barely walk without gasping for breath, and her frail body seemed as if a gust of wind might carry it away. In an era when women were expected to be sturdy and fertile, she didn't fit in at all. A well-known old doctor even declared that she wouldn't live past the year.

So although everyone in Li Village envied Bai Wei, they couldn't help feeling sorry for her. She was twenty years old and still had no suitors.

Another Bai Wei, with the same name, arrived at this very moment. Looking at her situation, she was glad that her sickly body spared her the backbreaking work of farming.

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A group of educated youths from the big cities had recently arrived in Li Village. Every one of them was gorgeous, and word that they were from the city soon brought people from all the nearby villages to come take a look.

And then there was Jiang Jinbai: tall, long-legged, broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, with striking brows and bright eyes, like someone straight out of a movie. Everyone was doing their best to win his favor.

Bai Wei looked at the man preening like a peacock, a hint of disdain in her eyes. He was using his good looks to toy with people's feelings, and she disliked him intensely.

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Although Jiang Jinbai had come to the countryside to work the land, his refined air was impossible to hide. Both the educated youths and the villagers joked that he was Li Village's most beautiful flower. Jiang Jinbai merely smiled and said nothing.

Once, someone teased him, "Girls from hundreds of miles around have come to see you. Haven't any of them caught your eye?"

Jiang Jinbai squeezed a clod of dirt in his hand and said, "There is one."

Everyone tried to figure out which beauty had won Jiang Jinbai's heart, not realizing that he had already been rejected.

Though she looked so frail and delicate, her words had been utterly merciless: "I don't like you. Stop wasting your time on me. Even if every man in the world were dead, I still wouldn't marry you."

[The White Moonlight Insists on Being a Brat]

Jian Congyin accidentally learned that she was the high school heartthrob Qiao Chenjing's white moonlight.

She thought she'd been completely unremarkable in high school. She racked her brains, but couldn't figure out why Qiao Chenjing liked her.

Later, she found out by chance that Qiao Chenjing still liked her.

Hah. White moonlights only exist in people's imaginations. They can't possibly exist in real life. Besides, the only good white moonlight is one that's hung on the wall.

Jian Congyin decided to date him and show him how cruel people could be, so he would get over his fantasies.

Theme: Work nine to six, own a car and a house, and live a good life.