The Tragic Story's Heroine and I Share One Body and Two Souls

Qiu Yuanyuan is a low-profile artist who can barely support herself. A reclusive homebody with a feeble constitution, she's a 24-karat pure couch potato. Every day, she does little besides paint, read novels, play games, and kill time. One day, Qiu Yuanyuan finds a new novel: a romantic cultivation story, pretty well written, except the heroine has it really, really rough. The plot is barely halfway through, and she's already been hit with the four classic tropes of an old-school angst novel: betrayal, having her cultivation crippled, disfigurement, and expulsion from her sect. Qiu Yuanyuan is the kind of reader who gets deeply emotionally invested in a story. At the beginning, when she reads that the heroine practices diligently and swings her sword thirty thousand times a day, she's stunned. She thinks, Even if someone had me lying down and fed me, I couldn't chew thirty thousand times! Then she gets to the later plot, and it makes her feel so awful that her eyes swell from crying. She stays up all night writing a long review to curse out the author. Then Qiu Yuanyuan transmigrates. She ends up in the novel she just finished cursing the author over, in the body of the “tragic novel heroine” herself, Qiu Shushui. When Qiu Yuanyuan figures out what's happened, she is utterly despairing. Seriously, you expect a couch potato like me to handle a plot on nightmare difficulty? I can't do this. No way. I'd rather die. Just as she's about to find somewhere to leap from and end all her troubles, Qiu Yuanyuan unexpectedly realizes that there seems to be another soul inside her body. Qiu Yuanyuan is overjoyed. “Heroine, you're alive! Oh, thank goodness! Hurry, hurry, take your body back! T_T” Just awakened, Qiu Shushui: “...Who are you?” At first, Qiu Shushui thinks Qiu Yuanyuan is completely hopeless. Later, she decides that Yuanyuan is fine just the way she is. As long as I'm here to protect her, I won't let anyone bully her. Theme: Everyone can find their direction in life