I Transmigrated into the Sickly Big Shot in My Own Book

A solitary man, walking the world like an air ghost, died silently on his sickbed. A buggy big shot, plagued by illness, died with reluctance, spitting blood and murmuring, "Sister, I couldn't wait for you."

When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Wujie had transmigrated into the sickly big shot in his own book, who was supposed to have died. He wrote the book, but due to his transmigration, even he could no longer understand it.

The Xiao Lord, who was meant to die, continued to exist through him. The destined heroine, who was peerlessly beautiful, doted on him excessively. What was even more critical was that the book was not yet finished, and he had already died in another world...

Although he was the author, he didn't know the ultimate fate of the story or any of its characters! What he also didn't know was that on the day he transmigrated, the destined heroine Chu Liyue had a dream. In the dream, Xiao Wujie was spitting blood, his gaze distant, calling out, "Sister, I couldn't wait for you..."