It's so hard to choose.
Pang Liman flew into a rage, her brows furrowing tightly as if she wanted to tear the system in front of her apart: "No! I don't want to!"
She had already lost her real daughter, and was completely devastated. Now, she didn't want to lose the daughter in her book even more, and she didn't want her to suffer any more! Forget the rumors, forget the loneliness! This was clearly a murder! A murder that would make her lose her daughter again! She didn't want to lose her again, she really didn't…
Pang Liman reached out to grab the system on the blue screen, but she didn't expect it to be illusory; she couldn't touch it at all. Her hand and her physical body would pass through the system, making it impossible to touch them!
She broke down, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face, her hands pressed to her chest as she whispered in despair, "I don't want it! I don't want it! I just want her to live, I just want her to live to eighteen! She's only seventeen! Only seventeen!"
She hadn't recovered from the shock of losing Zhichun.
The system, which understood no human emotions and acted solely on code, floated before her: "Host, would you like to—"
“I can’t make any changes. My daughter is still going to die, still… die…” She shook her head in despair.
system"……"
"Isn't there any way?! Is there any way to change my daughter's miserable life?"
After the system recognized her words, it said, "...Yes..."
Pang Liman looked up abruptly, startled, and wiped away her tears. "What method is it?"
"The host can create a book based on the story in the book, and make appropriate modifications to the story based on the original work."
Pang Liman saw hope, and tears of gratitude welled up in her eyes. "...Okay..."
She knew that creating a book was essentially plagiarism, but so what? She just wanted the daughter in the book to live, even if it meant infringing on copyright. She could always go back to reality and spend some money to buy the rights.
She stood up, readjusted herself, and tried her best to put the unhappy things out of her mind for the time being. She took a deep breath and tried to relax.
"System, can you show me... the specific storyline?"
"Reporting to the host, all is well." The blue screen system moved in front of her, unfolded the panel, and then many characters and their relationship lines popped up.
Pang Liman carefully examined the characters, their relationships, names, and interactions...
Pang Liman noticed Peng Xuan'an's red threads. Unlike Qin Mohe, he had many, many red threads. Qin Mohe only had one red thread, and the only person he tied to was Shu An, with the relationship being "beloved wife." In contrast, Peng Xuan'an's red threads were connected to the names of many women, whose identities were concubines Luo Momo, Xi Shuang, Lan Mo, etc. The only gold thread was connected to Shu An, with the relationship being "beloved".
Pang Liman was stunned, her hand hovering in mid-air, not swiping the screen. She swallowed hard, her gaze immediately falling on the name Pang Zhichun.
She has three threads in total: a gold thread connecting her to Qin Mohe, her "beloved"; a black thread connecting her to Shu An, her "enemy"; and a red thread connecting her to Peng Xuan'an, her "husband." But strangely, the red thread, which was fine until it reached Peng Xuan'an's name, turned slightly white.
"System, why is the cable connecting to Peng Xuan'an... white at the end?"
"This is a manifestation of how, after one character reaches the end, another character gradually forgets her existence."
She felt indignant, her fingers trembling involuntarily. She looked down at the screen: "So, he didn't remember her existence after she died, right?"
"correct."
Pang Liman wanted to kill him. How dare he! How dare he! This was her beloved daughter!
She couldn't understand why Peng Xuan'an and Pang Zhichun had such a terrible relationship. Why was it filled with hatred?
She then asked, "Why are Peng Xuan'an and Zhi Chun so at odds?"
"In Chapter 90 of the original novel, Pang Zhichun accidentally broke in. A month after Pang Zhichun and Peng Xuan'an got married, he wanted to imprison his beloved because he could not have her. That day, he invited Shu'an into the hospital, drugged her and locked her in the room. After spending a few days together, Peng Xuan'an wanted to force himself on Shu'an, but Pang Linqiu accidentally broke in and disturbed him."
"The two quarreled, and Pang Zhichun, unable to bear Shu An's suffering, loosened her shackles and let her go. Peng Xuan'an was furious and never returned home that night. From then on, the two became enemies."
Pang Liman glanced at the "enemy" line again, then at Shu An's network of relationships. The line connecting her to Pang Zhichun was called "benefactor." She was immediately puzzled; how had they become enemies?
"If that's the case, then how did they become enemies?"
"Since then, Pang Zhichun has been living alone in her room every day. Peng Xuan'an has humiliated her in every way because of this, which has caused Pang Zhichun to hate Shu An and feel that Shu An is responsible for her current situation, thus making them enemies."
“The two harbored resentment towards each other. Peng Xuan’an spoke ill of her outside, and Pang Zhichun shut herself in her room and never went out again.”
Pang Zhichun sighed inexplicably, swiped her finger across the screen, intending to check the other people's social networks.
Pointing to the two people above, he asked, "What's the story behind this couple, Aman and Xirong?"
"The two are like a pair of mirror polishers. In Chapter 45 of the original novel, 'Understanding Each Other', Shu An and her group stayed at the Mo residence and met the two. Once, A-Man angered her mistress, and she confided in Shu An and the others about her feelings these past few days. Later, with their guidance, A-Man gradually understood her own love..."
"After Aman successfully confessed her love, Master Mo wanted to execute her, but Shu An and Qin Mohe intervened and saved her. In the end, with their help, Aman and Xi Rong lived a secluded life."
Pang Liman fell into deep sorrowful thought, remembering her daughter and the words she had once spoken.
She said, "Mom, I think I have someone I like." She leaned against her mother's chest, looking at her happily.
Curious, she pinched her nose and smiled indulgently, "I never thought our little spring would have someone she likes."
Pang Zhichun blushed slightly and lowered her head shyly: "Mom, um... she... is a girl."
Pang Liman was taken aback for a moment, then bit her lip, trying to cheer herself up. "Oh, really? As long as Xiao Chuntian likes it."
Pang Zhichun smiled brightly, expecting strange looks and scolding, but she didn't expect her mother to be so open-minded. "I love you, Mom!"
The words "I love you, Mom!" echoed in her mind again, as if they were taking her life! How much her daughter loved her, yet she had personally sent her daughter into hell!
Pang Liman felt even more bitter, and tears fell without her noticing. She suppressed her grief and said, "Okay." She then traced the relationships between all the characters.
Having roughly learned about everyone's relationships, she asked, "System, can you tell me Shu An's story?" She wanted to know the specific plot so she could easily create a beginning.
"The female protagonist, Shu An, courtesy name Qinmeng, is the eldest daughter of a merchant... She is strikingly beautiful and was abducted to a mountain stronghold to be forced into marriage. She was later rescued by Peng Xuan'an, who was fighting bandits. The two met and developed feelings for each other. After spending several months together, Peng Xuan'an, persuaded by a friend, finally confessed his love, only to be told that she already had someone she loved. He was immediately..."
Before the system could finish speaking, Pang Liman offered her suggestions, "Change the 'plunder' part to..." She rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and thought for a moment, "...change it to 'Zhichun is forced to go up the mountain to work'."
She said in a serious tone, "Then... well... the male and female leads meet earlier to reduce unnecessary plot points, and they get married soon after. As for the mirror-grinding scene... it was changed to a story of fleeing from disaster, reducing the female lead's interactions with the male supporting character..."
The system blue screen instantly turned red with a warning: "Host! Such modifications will only deviate far from the original story, and the characters in the book will meet their end prematurely."
Pang Liman frowned, annoyed that the system was being nosy. "I simply changed the supporting characters to the main characters in the book, and the main characters to supporting roles. The story continues as usual. How is it off track?"
"The host intends to create something extraordinary..."
"Change it!" she said firmly. "The plot only needs to be 60% faithful to the original work; I'll only change 40%."
Pang Liman negotiated with the system for a while, and then spent a long time understanding the plot. Finally, after thinking for a long time, Pang Liman understood how to change the plot.
The system states that "the host can select a lottery mode on the page, with a limit of 100 draws. The winnings can be added to the character, thus drastically changing the character."
What's inside?
"Character's personality, hobbies, family background, appearance, etc."
Pang Liman stroked her chin, recalling Peng Xuan'an's dislike for him! She also lamented Pang Zhichun's eccentric nature, wishing she could get rid of her personality.
The system kindly reminds you: "Each draw costs ten taels of silver."
Pang Liman slipped, utterly speechless. As a concubine, even ten taels of silver was difficult to come by. Moreover, this was an ancient novel; a few taels of silver could buy a person's life.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" The rooster crowed suddenly, and dawn broke.
Pang Liman could sense the little figure beside her move, and she quickly withdrew from her sea of consciousness, eager to touch her. As Pang Zhichun slowly opened her eyes, the blurry figure gradually became clear, revealing her mother's smiling face.
She was at a loss, too frightened to speak, afraid that her mother would scold or beat her for sleeping in the bed without permission, and afraid that her mother would hate or despise her.
Pang Liman, however, looked at her with tenderness and gently stroked her to calm her down and not panic. This action only made Pang Zhichun more flustered, and she immediately burst into tears, hurriedly trying to get out of bed.
Pang Liman quickly grabbed her little hand and pulled her into her arms, just like back then... She should have held Zhichun tightly, not letting her leave... not letting her cry... Mommy will apologize properly and admit her mistakes to you properly...
"Xiaochun, don't cry, don't cry, ** (Mom) is here."
System: Language not belonging to this book is automatically masked.
Pang Zhichun didn't understand, but she felt a love that had never belonged to her before, and she was both surprised and afraid of losing it.
...
In just one year, Pang Zhichun turned three years old. The once thin girl is now plump and adorable, and very endearing.
Pang Liman also went to great lengths to finally secure happiness for her daughter, something she had grown quite weary of over the years. She painstakingly won over the Pang family head's heart, used every scheme to eliminate those who vied for her position as wife, and orchestrated the beginning of the entire story.
Now that her wish has come true, she has finally secured happiness for her daughter. These past few days have been so exhausting that she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. But seeing Xiaochun's smile instantly eased her mind.
Weaving spring, weaving spring, weaving a spring, weaving the hope of survival.
She entered her sea of consciousness and looked at the winning panel she had painstakingly created.
Pang Zhichun: Gambler, cheerful, intelligent, focused, calm thinker, determined...
Peng Xuan'an: Clingy, considerate, two-faced, aloof, devoted, possessive...
Looking at the two characters' stats, she smiled contentedly. However, when she saw her own daughter's stats, she fell into a brief moment of contemplation, especially since "gambling" was the only stat she was dissatisfied with.
He glanced at Peng Xuan'an again, and the "clingy" person also fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
Is that correct?
But this can't be changed!
She hated it!
She had no choice but to accept her fate. After thinking about it, she realized that her daughter might not suffer so much this way. The originally withdrawn Pang Zhichun had become lively and active, which wasn't a bad thing. The fickle Peng Xuan'an had become devoted and only cared for her, which wasn't a good thing either.
Pang Liman would rather she live in a world without pain, without competition, without prejudice, and without rumors, so that she can live a good and happy life.
The sky was clear, and she sat on the swing in the yard, gently swaying and smiling as she watched the little spring arrive.
Little Chun sat on her lap, enjoying her mother's embrace, rubbing against her from all sides.
Pang Li smiled from the bottom of her heart, affectionately stroking her head, wishing time could stand still, that she could stay with her forever, watch her grow up, and be there for her when she gets married...
She knew that ancient medicine, transportation, and knowledge were far inferior to those of modern times. As a doctor in a gynecology hospital, how could she not know that women were more susceptible to illness and suffered more pain under poor medical conditions? Therefore, she taught Pang Zhichun early on how to take good care of herself and create good hygiene conditions for herself.
Time flies, and a year passed in the blink of an eye. Pang Liman has been with her for another six years.
Pang Zhichun is nine years old this year, and she is twenty-nine.
The family had agreed to go on a spring outing. She had given birth to one of the four children, and she treated them all equally, but not as well as her own.
That day, she sat under the shade of a tree, watching her four children play together, and their father seemed to be enjoying himself too. She thought to herself, perhaps this way things are not so bad, staying here is not so bad either.
Suddenly, the system appeared in front of me, blocking my view.
System: "Please note, host, that the protagonist Pang Zhichun's lifespan has been shortened!"
She paused, then instantly became serious: "Why is this happening?"
"The duration of a host's existence affects the lifespan of a character; the longer the host exists, the shorter the character's lifespan."
Pang Liman was furious. She had stayed here for eight long years! She had long since developed feelings for him! Now he wanted her to leave in a hurry! How could she agree to that?
If the system had mentioned this issue back then, she would have chosen to leave! She wouldn't have shown any mercy! But now... what should she do?
If she stays, her daughter will leave soon; if she leaves… she will suffer excruciating pain! It's such a difficult choice for her!
She doesn't want to lose it, she doesn't want to!
"System! Didn't you say you'd give me... hope to live?" She suddenly found it ridiculous, crying and angrily questioning, "Why give me hope only to give me despair?"
All she saw on the blue screen was a row of ellipses, and she covered her face and wept bitterly.
Finally, she chose to leave and wrote a book. To others, the book appears blank, but Pang Zhichun could see words on it—a carefully crafted storyline that taught her how to face... how to move forward.
She wrote word by word on it, each word a expression of care, love, longing, and apology. She said, "I'm sorry, Little Spring (Mom) really has to go..."
The last page reads, "That day, your father was in a car accident. I was in despair and gave birth to you prematurely. At first, your arrival did not give me any hope of living. I had lost my lover and was in great pain, even contemplating suicide. Until I saw you, you were smiling and moving... I had the will to live, because you were the last treasure he left me. I didn't want my treasure to be lonely, I didn't want her to be sad and mocked because she had no parents, so I chose to keep her. I named her Zhichun, because you brought me a spring."
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