I’m Scarier Than Ghosts

When I opened my eyes again, I had become a young woman who was so meek and yielding that she had literally been scared to death by the person she secretly loved. She was beautiful, hardworking, and had parents who were both successful in their careers and beloved by the people. Yet this winner at life died because of a thoughtless prank by some bastard who didn't know when to stop. I, Su Niannian, am going to cut off that bastard's third leg if it's the last thing I do. My editor and I are discussing the process of removing this story from pay-to-read status. If all goes well, I'll make it free. Then I'll do my best to give it a... decent ending, at least. Writing the earlier part of this story was really satisfying. I wanted to write about every social issue under the sun. But by the later stages... I really did get tired of staying up late to revise it. Anyway, thanks to everyone who clicked and read. If it goes free, your points should be refunded. As for the ending, I originally planned to write all the way through university, because there are so many things I could write about. But now... I feel like I'd just be dragging it out.