After transmigrating into the original heroine, a character controlled by the plot of an old-school domineering CEO novel, I open my eyes and push away the violent male lead’s hand.
As the original heroine lay dying, she gripped my hand and whispered, “Live once for me, a life no one controls.”
In this life, I’m clear-headed and cold-hearted. I won’t fall in love or look back. I only want to break free of the script already written for me.
The male lead from the original novel won’t leave me alone?
Sorry, I’m not the puppet he can manipulate.
Until one night, I save him from jumping into the river.
Gu Qingci, with old wounds still hidden in his eyes, is as gentle as if bathed in moonlight.
But no matter how thoroughly I search the book I transmigrated into, I can’t find his name anywhere.
He shouldn’t exist in this story, yet after I appeared, he became a variable outside the plot. But I know he didn’t belong in this book. Was it my intrusion that gave him a name and a way home? Or was he already hidden in the gaps between the lines, a light guiding me as I break free of my chains, or another gentle whirlpool?
