[Male lead is reborn and pursues love | Sweet romance | Both leads are inexperienced | Tension and teasing | Instinctive attraction]
Mischievous wildflower of a troublemaker vs. Cold on the outside, crazed on the inside, obsessive believer
After transmigrating into a book, Mu Yang got an order from the System that could not be disobeyed: Be a proper villainess, trip up the male and female leads on their way to a happy ending, then make a graceful exit.
Mu Yang: Easy!
After she worked her magic, the result was...
[Warning! The male and female leads have failed to hold hands yet again. Unable to stand each other, both have been thrown up into the hospital!]
[Warning! The second male lead and second female lead are leading the charge in giving gifts at the leads' fake engagement banquet!]
Mu Yang looked at the original plot, now shattered into pieces, brushed herself off, and prepared to run.
Whoever wanted to stay in this lousy book could stay. She was going on strike.
But before she could make it out the door, the refined man she'd rescued blocked her path, his face cold.
“Mr. Qi, we're only employer and employee.” Mu Yang tried reasoning with him.
Qi Xuchuan calmly straightened his cufflinks. His voice was clear and cool, yet full of possessiveness that made her shiver. “It's been two lifetimes, Mu Yang. Are you still trying to run?”
Mu Yang: ?
Wait, who gave him this whole destiny-across-two-lifetimes script?
*
In his previous life, Qi Xuchuan always thought he was a cold-hearted bystander. He had always believed people could triumph over fate, until he met her and began to desire what he could not have.
At first, all he wanted was her.
In the end, he knelt in an empty hospital corridor in the early hours of the morning, and knelt before the Buddhas in ancient temples deep in the mountains.
He didn't ask to be with her every day. He didn't ask her to look back at him even once.
He was willing to trade his life for hers, asking only that the gods and Buddhas take pity and protect the person who had once illuminated his barren years:
May she be safe and healthy, and may every year pass without harm.
