Lin Zhaozhao’s monologue:
I’ve entered a book and become the wicked supporting character everyone loves to hate.
The original heroine stands in the rain while everyone waits to see her make a fool of herself.
I take an umbrella and walk over to stand beside her.
Later, the cold, aloof girl starts waiting for me.
Waiting for me to bring her food, waiting for me to keep her company, waiting for me to come.
Later still, the male lead, full of regret, comes back for her.
She grips my hand and looks at him.
“You’re too late.”
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