How Death Became My Rebirth

“Are you crazy? You dare to speed up on a corner, and you are not focused. You might have killed yourself. You know that?” Yannick was so angry that he wanted to beat Jeremiah up.

However, he didn’t have the right to control Jeremiah now, but he just couldn’t help it.

Jeremiah was so bold. He didn’t know how frightened Yannick was when he saw the live broadcast.

This man was still calm and indifferent, which made Yannick even more angry.

“I didn’t want to compete with him, but he wouldn’t let me go…” Jeremiah said as if he was

complaining.

Hearing this, Yannick seemed to be even angrier.

But this time, instead of being angry with Jeremiah, he turned to look at Tyshawn, who was screaming

on the ground.

Then he stormed over and stepped on Tyshawn’s feet in an unpleasant mood. Seeing that his injury

became more serious, he was satisfied and said, “You son of a bitch! You can threaten Jeremiah? If I see you again, I will kill you!”

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in Jeremiah’s heart. This was the only person who defended him except Elaine. Even though Declan and Cyrus defended him, they would teach him a lesson, which gave

him a headache.

However, it seemed that Yannick came up to defend him without hesitation. He was angry because he

risked his life, and then he directly beat Tyshawn up.

After Yannick vented his anger, he walked to Jeremiah and put him in the passenger seat. Then he drove

away.

After arriving at the gate of the base, Yannick had a real feeling and held him in his arms. “Can you think about me when you race next time? I’m still waiting for your answer. What if what happened today. happens again?” Yannick’s voice was trembling… He was scared, and that was the first time he felt

afraid.

He had never been afraid of anything before, but….

Yannick thought he was crazy.

“I… won’t next time,” Jeremiah stiffened his body and replied to Yannick.

Yannick hugged Jeremiah hard and released his hand.

“Are you scared? Sorry. I can’t control myself.”

“I’m fine.” Jeremiah was dizzy.

“We have arrived at the base. Go have a rest. I need to see Ethan.” Maybe Jeremiah didn’t want to see

him now, so it was better to leave.

“Let’s go back together. It’s already late at night.”

Yannick followed Jeremiah back to the dormitory in disbelief, and they were silent. They didn’t know

what to say.

“You…”

Yannick was stunned and asked, “What do you want to say?”

“So… Are you serious?”

“What?” Yannick didn’t get it.

Jeremiah said, “Never mind.”

Only then did Yannick realize what Jeremiah meant.

“Seriously, of course.” Yannick was eager to show his loyalty.

If he hesitated at this time, he would lose his love.

“Let’s have a try,” Jeremiah said in a deep voice.

Perhaps it was the night race that changed him. Anyway, it was just dating someone. It didn’t matter whether it was a man or a woman. Most importantly, having feelings for him was more than any reason.

“Good! You said yes!” Yannick was so excited.

He hugged Jeremiah and circled. It was wonderful.

He said yes.

Great…

Not long after they were together, Cassandra caught them on the training ground. Jeremiah was quite

embarrassed.

“Mrs. Zelinski, I am with Jeremiah. I hope to get your blessing.” Cassandra asked, “When did you two get

together?”

“Just… before training.

“Why did you hide it from me?”

“No, no one knows. But Kenneth should have noticed…”

“How could I hide it from you? I just don’t know how to say it. Besides, I need to be prepared and have

no chance to go back.” Jeremiah was like a different person in front of Cassandra, and he didn’t have

the confidence to speak.

Cassandra snorted coldly. “Oh, do you believe what you said?” –

Jeremiah scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn’t mean it. He just didn’t know how to say it. If

Elaine hadn’t caught him…

“I want to have a try with Yannick. I can’t guarantee what will happen in the future. At least for now, I

like him,” Jeremiah told the truth.

Cassandra raised her eyebrows and said, “Talk nicely. I never want to embarrass you.”

“Yeah,” Jeremiah narrowed his eyes and said with a flattering look, “I want to ask you something.”

“What?”

“Just… Can you draw some comic pictures for me and Yannick?” Jeremiah had been thinking about this

question for a long time. Although he was good at hacking, he couldn’t do graphic animation or 3D animation. He was just bad at drawing.

They gave him a headache, but Elaine could do everything. Then things became much simpler.

“Draw a set of comics?” Cassandra didn’t know what he meant, as if she didn’t remember how to draw.

u have forgotten that you are still a cartoon master?” It was well–known to everyone in the ACGN

field. As long as her cartoons were updated, they would always be topping the list.

“Can I draw?”

“Ha ha, think about it yourself. You have another name, Cassan.”

Cassandra fell into silence.

She seemed to have such a name.

Her cartoon had no longer been updated for a long time. Did she want to restart it?

“How about I draw a set of comics for you?” Cassandra asked, raising her eyebrows.

As soon as Yannick and Kenneth came in, they heard it. Yannick immediately replied excitedly, “Great!

Thank you so much!”

Jeremiah said, “No, I just need two profile pictures.”

“Mrs. Zelinski, please draw for us. I want to keep it.” It must be a blessing to have a set of comics that

belonged to him and Jeremiah.

Kenneth asked in surprise, “Do you know how to draw cartoons?”

“Oh, yes.” If Jeremiah hadn’t said it, Cassandra wouldn’t think about it herself.

She hadn’t updated her comic story for a long time.

“Then why didn’t you draw for us?” Kenneth protested with dissatisfaction.

“Can I say that I just remembered?”

“Elaine, thank you,” Knowing that Kenneth was jealous, Jeremiah didn’t want to stay here and said, “By the way, your comic book hasn’t been updated for two years. You should come back.”

Then he took Yannick’s hand and left.

Whether she was gonna draw a comic story or a profile picture, it was OK. As long as they were fine.

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Cassandra was trying to find her account. When she logged in, she was shocked.

She couldn’t believe there were so many comments. Even today, there were comments to remind her to update the story.

Suddenly she felt a little bit unprofessional. Maybe she should do as the readers asked.

So, she picked up the brush again and began to draw a continuation of the story two years ago.