After I transmigrated, I was bound to a “Mental Healing System” and moved into the life of Gu Yuting, an icy CEO, as a toilet.
Bathroom alerts, emotional counseling, dream interpretation... I went from being a talking toilet to the personal secretary closest to his heart.
He said I was the gentlest presence in his life.
Me: Bro, you sat on me pretty hard back then.
He said he’d fallen in love with me long ago.
Me: Then how many times have you flushed for me?
Madness with a hint of sweetness, sweetness with a hint of madness. Welcome to the pinnacle of psychologically unhinged fiction.
