As a struggling author, I'm either getting nagged for updates or getting showered with angry readers' knife parcels!
One day, for no apparent reason, I was dragged into the novel I'd written, The Dark, Possessive Older Brother and His Madly Imprisoned Beauty of a Younger Sister.
The heroine whipped me until I was sobbing.
"Aaaah! I'm sorry! Please stop hitting me!"
Then I turned around and played mind games with the dark, possessive male lead, calling out to him over and over.
"Awen."
"Awen, it's Ayu. Jiang Ruyu."
At long last, I made it back to reality. If I don't write, I'll get struck by lightning. Boo-hoo, I'm just a hardworking author. I shouldn't have to suffer this much!
And there's a nasty mastermind changing the plot behind the scenes. Just as the story falls apart, I'm dragged into it for a third time, beyond anyone's control, and a cute little System shows up.
