Better to Sleep with Your Master Than Kill Him

I transmigrated into the book I wrote. Did I know what it meant, or was it pure coincidence? Honestly, it’s pretty ridiculous.

If you ask why I wrote this book, I don’t know either.

What’s real is also what deceives the heart the most. In the end, I’m the only one fooling myself.

If I could let go, things wouldn’t have come to this.

An emotionally stunted, poker-faced shizun with a busy inner monologue, bottom X a cunning, scheming, pitiful disciple who wears two faces in public, top

Theme: Only true feelings can win true love