Su Wen transmigrated into the story he'd abandoned halfway through, where a System from who-knows-where bound him and kept urging him to update in every way possible: If you won't finish writing, go in there and fill in the plot yourself. You can come out when you're done.
And so Su Wen embarked on the irreversible path of filling in the plot in person.
Every day, he was on tenterhooks, afraid he might lose his chastity, while also forcing himself to write a perfect ending. Su Wen said through tears, "My heart aches so much. I really want to cry."
System: "Why are we following the male lead into the bathroom?"
Su Wen: "System, you don't understand an author's heartfelt desire to protect the male lead he created."
System: "Does that have anything to do with you staring intently at his unmentionable parts?"
Su Wen: "Yes, because love."
System: "Tell the truth."
Su Wen: "Risk assessment."
System: "What a lousy author."
An indescribable receiver X an unspeakable giver
P.S. I'll probably rewrite most of it before I start, but it'll still be quick transmigration. If you're interested, come give it a try~ (*￣︶￣*)
