Twenty-two years ago, after a nightmare, I transmigrated into a four-year-old orphan named Xingxing in a novel I had hurriedly brought to an end.
At first, I never thought about trying to avoid the plot. That changed after I came down with a high fever and slept unconscious through the night. When I woke up, I heard the orphanage director say that a girl had come looking for someone named An Ying.
That was when I realized that this world could take my life at any moment.
To stay alive, I always made sure to seem obedient and useful.
At eighteen, I finally got into college and left the Nancheng orphanage behind. My life stayed peaceful until I graduated.
I never imagined that the man I had casually saved was the novel's second male lead, who was kind to the heroine because she was the adopted daughter of the richest man in the country. Nor did I imagine that the gangster I married at twenty-three was an undercover police officer living under an assumed name, and also the original novel's male lead.
A birthday banquet revealed far too many secrets. It turned out that no matter which world you were in, even the smallest change could set off a massive butterfly effect.
I thought that, even if there were butterfly effects, all I had to do was try my best to stay. But after meeting that young man, I suddenly felt that perhaps some things couldn't be solved simply by staying.
My full memories returned, along with new memories. It was time to face a new trial of fate...
