Su Wanzhi transmigrates into a book and fights back to save herself, clearing her name as the villainess.
She saves the original story’s tragic male lead, showering him with tenderness and affection until his bleak, obsessive world begins to thaw.
Their story was supposed to cast them as enemies, yet they fall deeply in love.
Then a terminal illness strikes, and she thinks it’s the price she has to pay for changing her fate.
Loving him so deeply that she’s afraid, she’d rather let him believe she’s cold and heartless
than let him watch her die and spend the rest of his life in grief.
She ends things cruelly, and they spend years apart.
Alone in a foreign country, she battles cancer, surviving by the narrowest of margins.
Back home, he obsessively rises to the top, consumed by longing.
Years later, the truth comes to light:
there was no heavenly retribution, only the deep love she had kept hidden for years, too afraid to confess.
The cruelest goodbye is this: I wanted you to live well, but I made you hate me for half your life.
