Stuck in a Story Pit

In an ancient city of an ancient kingdom, in an ancient alley.

The old man before me, with an otherworldly air, shook his head and recited: “Within five chapters, you'll fall off a cliff but survive; within ten chapters, you'll meet the first young master; within twenty, the second and third will arrive, making it an NP story; within a million words, you'll reunite with your loved ones. The end.”

My face darkened. Great, this world must be inside some unscrupulous author's head. I'm doomed to die here, and there's no way I'll ever transmigrate back! I sighed, utterly disheartened.

Seeing my miserable expression, the old man comforted me. “Don't fret, child. Your name, Wei Maimai, is destined to become a legend! With a good husband by your side, you'll be richer than anyone under heaven!”

Wei... Wei Maimai? Who's that? I didn't transmigrate here in someone else's body!

“Master, um... my name is Su Lian. Could you have mistaken me for someone else?” This is so sad... I asked about my destiny, and he even got the heroine wrong.

The master was startled. “You're not Wei Maimai! You, wait a moment while I recalculate!” He counted on his fingers, and his expression turned even darker than mine, as though heaven and earth had forsaken him. Trembling, he murmured, “No one's reading it, not even a thousand words in, and it's already abandoned...”

No one's reading it, not even a thousand words in, and it's already abandoned...

No one's reading it, not even a thousand words in, and it's already abandoned...

I repeated the words silently, utterly despairing. You shameless author, how dare you abandon my story!