Romance Allergy [Book Transmigration]

[New Novel: After-Marriage Romance] Now available on my author page. Please add it to your favorites! After thirty years of being single, Dou Anyao devoutly knelt before Buddha and prayed for a fated romance to fall from the sky. Then she slipped, tumbled down 999 steps, and transmigrated into a yuri novel where the scumbag's ex was left heartbroken and cast aside like ashes. Unfortunately, she was the ashes. The original owner was a shameless playgirl who flirted with everyone but never let anyone get close. In the book, she was loved desperately by one woman after another, yet never cherished any of them. Once they found true love, she would cling to them and say, "I'm sorry. I only just realized that you're the one I love." Dou Anyao's fists clenched as she heard this. "You should give people your sincerity if you want theirs in return. What respectable person would be a playgirl?" The Purity System applauded her. "The Host is absolutely right! The Host's moral awareness is second to none!" "The original owner was such a scumbag that she crushed the hearts of too many innocent girls and enraged the masses. Heaven is punishing her. If you can't stay single for a year, you'll die." Dou Anyao: "I'll do what?" She hadn't even said anything just now, had she? Dying was out of the question. Staying single should be a piece of cake. The gentle, wildly popular songwriter, whose work was always in high demand, tagged her online: "Yaoyao, I wrote a song that perfectly suits your voice. I had the lyrics custom-made just for you~" The whole internet erupted with envy, jealousy, and furious shrieking over how lucky this scheming green-tea girl was. Dou Anyao, utterly unfeeling, replied: "Throw it away. I can't finish singing it." The songwriter: "???" Netizens: "???" How dare she? When she joined a dating reality show, everyone expected Dou Anyao to pull out every trick in the book and flirt with everyone again. Instead, she went on a rampage. After receiving ninety-nine red roses, Dou Anyao sneezed. "Achoo! Sorry, I have rhinitis. Are you trying to kill me by giving me flowers?" When she received a hand-carved wooden sculpture, she said, "Um, I don't mean to discourage you, but I think you have a lot of room to improve. Keep working at it, and one day you can set up a stall. Good luck." When the Best Actor gazed at her with eyes supposedly so tender they could drown someone, Dou Anyao waved a hand in front of him. "Did you fall asleep? Or do you have a vision problem?" When the cool supermodel made her a heart-shaped breakfast, Dou Anyao accidentally ate every last bite and nearly licked the bowl clean. The System in her mind frantically warned her not to be dazzled by the alluring world. Dou Anyao elegantly wiped her mouth. "Not bad. If you can't walk the runway anymore, you can come work as my cook. Eighteen thousand a month, with the five insurances and housing fund included." The cool beauty sneered. "Sure. But I don't want money." Dou Anyao was confused. "Then what do you want?" "You." You want my... life? *Couple: the cool supermodel My new novel, After-Marriage Romance, is on my author page. Come give it a try, muah! One: Two weeks after Xia Mian went to the countryside for a field study, she and her coworkers were taken to the hospital after eating poisonous mushrooms at their farewell dinner. She couldn't remember the details. She only remembered her friend saying that she had thought she was a panda that day, clutching a doll she'd snatched from a little kid and desperately shouting for a doctor to save her baby. She'd also claimed she was a national treasure, and that anyone who refused to save them was breaking the law. When it became clear no one was going to help her, she fell to her knees and wailed about how cruel the world was. Just as everyone was at a loss, a doctor in a white coat, with an icy and elegant air, hurried out. Her eyes, behind gold-rimmed glasses, held a dangerous glint as she pinched Xia Mian's cheek and asked who she'd had an illegitimate child with behind everyone's backs. Xia Mian was shocked. She slapped the ground and swore that she'd sue and report the doctor until she was ruined for insulting her like that. Only later did she realize the doctor was her wife, whom she'd married two weeks earlier. Deux: At the second formal meeting between their families, Xia Mian and her blind date went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau and got their marriage certificate. Both sets of parents were pleased with the match. Her partner came from a wealthy family and was beautiful and refined. By any measure, Xia Mian had married above her station. Less than two months after getting their certificate, they moved into their marital home, and Xia Mian began to have some complaints. The reason was simple: their marital duties were so demanding that they were seriously affecting her sleep. After her boss caught her dozing at work yet again and expressed concern, Xia Mian thought it over carefully and decided to talk things through with her partner. That evening, Xia Mian cooked a whole table of dishes herself. Her partner came home, looked surprised, washed her hands, and sat down to try a few bites. Holding her breath, Xia Mian quickly laid out what she wanted. After a while, when no answer came, she cautiously looked up. Her partner elegantly wiped her mouth and stared back at her, then said slowly, her red lips parting, "You can just talk to me about this. You don't need to threaten me by cooking." Xia Mian's brain froze for a few seconds. She tried a bite of her own cooking and spat it out. Trois: In the second semester of her first year of high school, Xia Mian was seated beside a new transfer student. Her deskmate was pretty and refined, with a lovely personality. They snuck snacks during class, whispered to each other, read comics and novels, and slept. After school, they went to the arcade together, then played games at home in the evening. They even copied the same homework. Back then, Xia Mian thought of her as her "soulmate." But after the exams, Xia Mian came in last in the class, while her deskmate ranked first in the whole grade. Xia Mian cried and transferred schools. Much later, she remembered that the girl's name was exactly the same as her wife's. Yu Langqing. Theme: Give sincerity to receive sincerity in return, and love with devotion.