A transparent little author is bound by an unreliable system and transmigrates into the story, landing right in a big shot's embrace.
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"Mommy, you're so silly!"
Chu Chu murmured, her voice still childish, but her tone was like that of a sensible child, full of heartache, "Mommy, you had a chance to hide, why didn't you hide?"
"If you dodge, I might disappear. If I disappear, you can go back to the real world, Mommy. You're so silly!"
Chu Chu rubbed her chubby face against Lan Qingyue's palm, like a helpless and spoiled child, "Mommy, I'm Chu Chu. I remember now, I remember everything. My past and present lives are just a story in your book."
She finally remembered everything, the course of the story, the tragic ending she couldn't change, and the burning... hatred!
This "hatred" was the fuse that ignited the world. She lit this fuse, brought Lan Qingyue into this world, turned Chu Chu, who should have had a warm and happy family, into an orphan, and left Lan Qingyue, the "mommy," in an uncertain fate.
She selfishly wanted to change her own life and her own fate, but unintentionally, she changed the fate of too many people.
Yu Ning!
Chu Xiao!
Gu Ran!
The original owner of this world, the mother who gave birth to her...
And Lan Qingyue, who doesn't belong to this world.
The moment her memories returned, she was overjoyed yet filled with remorse. She had lived two lives, but it was all paid for with the lives of others.
Her hand was burning hot, and the heat in Chu Chu's eyes rose. "Mommy, do you hate me? Do you despise me?"
Her voice was so soft, so ethereal, so elusive, that it was impossible to grasp.
"Mommy, do you want to know how I felt when I first found out that I was just a character in a book?"
Chu Chu murmured, then answered herself, "I feel pathetic and pitiful. My wretched life, my tragic end, is just a story you wrote, a cannon fodder for readers to pass the time and hurl insults at. Mommy, how can I not hate you?"
"As I regained consciousness, my hatred grew stronger day by day, to the point that it consumed all my thoughts. What I wanted to do was not to start over, but to regenerate my resentment and drag you into this world, to let you experience a life of being cursed, ridiculed, and unable to be fulfilled."
She could have been born with a silver spoon in her mouth, but she struggled with her mother from the womb, barely surviving in a rented room. Her mother abandoned her, and she grew up in an orphanage. She was forced to drop out of school at the age when she most craved knowledge. After many years in the entertainment industry, she has more and more haters. On her wedding day, her husband had an accident, leaving her a single mother with her child.
One imperfect experience after another was piled up on the same person. "It's just a pity that I made you come too late. I should have made you experience it all from beginning to end. Mommy, see, am I very bad?"
Chu Chu poured out her most wicked side, knowing that Lan Qingyue couldn't hear her, but she still continued, "Mommy, I did resent you, hate you, and even wanted you to experience the same life and the same tragic ending as me."
"But why? Why did you give me such great and selfless love? Why? Why did you save me? Why?"
"Mommy... Chuchu forgives you. Please wake up, please wake up, Mommy!"
Lan Qingyue felt as if she had entered a deep, misty forest, eerie and bound by fear. She kept running and running, trying to leave that place, but she couldn't escape no matter what she did.
Her heart pounded with panic. She didn't know what lay ahead, but instinctively moved forward, only to slip and fall into darkness.