Wen Shiyu died suddenly. Thirty-one years old, senior public relations director, still clutching his third glass of Americano. When she opened her eyes again, she became the loser in a cultivation novel. But she remembered the plot - Gu Shuangxu, the first person on the right path, would be betrayed by his apprentice, sucked dry by the demon cultivator, forgotten by the world, and die alone under the old pine tree on the Moon Watching Platform.
She didn't have time to live a good life in her previous life. In this life, she wants to save someone.
So she started acting. Do you need someone who dares to tell the truth? She acted. Is the second male lead missing someone who is afraid of him? She acted. The third male needs someone to reject him? She also acts. She used the tea art she had practiced for ten years in her previous life to lure the three male protagonists away from the master one by one. She thought she was a chess player who could control people's hearts.
But she forgot two things. First, Master looked at her for too long, long enough to be able to tell which of her smiles were genuine. Second, when she acted, she also acted herself.
When the master blocked the sword for her, she was not acting. When Master put the quilt on her in the middle of the night, she was not acting. When Master gave her the jade pendant with his name engraved on it and said, "Crush it when in danger," she clutched the jade pendant all night long.
She wanted to save Master. But after saving her, she found that she also wanted the master's pain. Not a task, not a performance. It's the kind of pain that wakes up late at night and finds Master sitting by the bed, looking at her and asking her, "Did you have a nightmare?"
This is a story about a social animal who changed from "I want to save Master" to "Can Master love me more" after reading the book. Sweet pet, HE.
Intention: Learn to be loved in redemption, put down the pretense, and feel pain once being held in someone's hand
