You know how it is with beauties: they captivate the heart of a ruler, are cherished to the core, and are so dazzling that you can’t forget them. Give them your heart, and surely they’ll return your feelings...
After taking a spectacular tumble, what kind of mishap will “she,” now transmigrated into a beauty, run into?
At a banquet,
Feng Ziyi: Huh, why does this person look familiar? Crap, it’s that crybaby! Run!
Lin Zhuoqing: Senior! Where are you going?
The two transmigrators had met in the most melodramatic way imaginable. On a whim, Feng Ziyi told the tragic tale of his life: “Sigh, one wrong step can haunt you forever! My luck was awful. I just went out to get milk tea, and then fans started chasing me. They chased, I ran, but the moment I turned around, my left foot tripped over my right, and then... everyone else was left holding a funeral banquet!”
After finishing, he raised an eyebrow at the crybaby beside him. “Hey, tell me how you got here.”
Lin “Crybaby” Zhuoqing: “There was a funeral at your house, so I went to the banquet. Then your tombstone fell on me, and then... I came looking for you.”
Feng Ziyi: “...”
Well... I don’t even know what to say. Should we compare who had it worse?
