Uncle, Don't Die

“Uncle, don't die!” Sob, sob. A perfectly ordinary young woman was sprawled on the sofa, watching the drama Chong Zi and shedding tears.

Just as she was letting her emotions run wild, a pillow came flying and knocked her back into the sofa. Then her mother's furious roar followed right after.

“Yan Qing, what are you doing? Why are you wailing like a ghost in the middle of the night? Your mother has to work tomorrow!”

After her mother gave her a smack, Yan Qing instantly fell silent. She quietly picked up her phone and headed to her room.

Yan Qing had just unlocked her phone and was about to rewatch the drama she'd just been watching when a voice rang out in her mind.

“Hello, I'm the Book Sprite from the novel Chong Zi. Wanjie, a fictional character, has so many people who love him that he's caused countless readers to become sobbing messes, seriously disrupting our lives as Book Sprites. So our organization has decided to give Wanjie a chance to come back to life.”