The devoted top’s version: “You say this is just a book?”
“You say everyone’s fate was decided long ago by the Heavenly Dao?”
“You say you came for me?”
“You say you won’t disappear until I become a god?”
I say, “I love you, and it has nothing to do with any of that! I don’t care if it’s a book, the Heavenly Dao, or the gods. I only care that you’re here!”
The bottom who has lost his dreams: “Mm, I was forced to transmigrate.”
“Mm, and I transmigrated into a novel.”
“Mm, after I transmigrated, he was the only person in my world.”
“Mm, people like me can’t stop the butterfly effect.”
“Mm, I don’t think I want to go back to my original world anymore.”
“Mm, it seems my original world was a book too.”
