Please Stay Calm While Reading

When I was naive, you mocked me.

When I was sincere, you schemed against me.

When I was kind, you lectured me.

When I turned bad, you missed the person I used to be.

Heh.

Sometimes, our values are worlds apart.

I've given up on writing a blurb.

You can read this as quick transmigration or a collection of short stories. It's about the households in one apartment building. After all, every family has its own troubles.

The main things are face-slapping, putting scumbags through the wringer, and lots of sweetness.

Current plans for dealing with scumbags:

#My seriously ill mother asks my cheating father not to bring anyone home before she dies#

#My wife is a brother-spoiling fool#

#I discover just before the wedding that my fiance's family is full of weirdos#

#Maybe I'm not my parents' biological child#

#The eldest son has no children, so all his family's property goes to the second son's family#

#I refused to have a second child, so my husband divorced me#

Current sweet-story plans:

#The handsome guy next door is a cross-dresser#

#The nearby player who carries me in Honor of Kings is the guy I'm secretly in love with#

#After I successfully set up a date with my ex-boyfriend#

#A rundown of my stingy neighbor#

#The bros who freeloaded meals at my house over the years#

Reading guide:

The characters can get so utterly unhinged that even the author is scared.

You can read this as current-affairs news or social news.

The author is sensitive. If you call me a little biscuit, I'll write you into the story.

And finally, finger hearts.

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