The Junior Sister Seeks Her Family in the Entertainment Industry

After the great battle, Zhai Anqing, the youngest junior sister of her sect, is sent by the System to the modern world, where she becomes an eighteen-year-old girl with the same name.

Once the darling of her sect, she is now an orphaned, D-list entertainer who has just graduated high school, failed to get into college, and been tricked into joining the entertainment industry. With not the slightest will to live, she heads to the rooftop, ready to jump. The System that brought her to this world talks itself hoarse trying to stop her, but to no avail. Just as she steps one leg over the edge, a familiar face appears on the enormous screen across the street.

It's her senior brother, the one who, in her memories, was covered in blood. Now he is as pristine as white jade in a breeze.

The System quickly tries to persuade her. "Your fellow disciples are in this world. You can go find them. They're all alive and well, but they won't remember you or anything that happened in that other world."

"As long as they can live well, that's all that matters." With that, she swings her other leg over the edge.

"No! They'll die! Every one of them will face danger in this world. You have to stay alive and save them."

At those words, the girl instantly returns to safety. She says fiercely, "Why didn't you tell me something this important sooner? Take me to them."

[Last time, you died protecting me. This time, let me protect you.]

*The female lead's personal growth | A comedic entertainment-industry story

[New novel coming soon. Find it in the author's collection: After the Heavy Rain]

During the heavy rain:

The day Ye Xi met Fang Yu, a torrential downpour swept through Qingshui Alley. She had forgotten her umbrella and hurried beneath the eaves of an old-fashioned building. Rain pattered relentlessly, pooling across the flagstones and reflecting her pale face. The girl kept muttering, begging the rain to stop soon. Her lively voice was distorted by the downpour.

A window on the second floor had been left slightly ajar, letting the sounds of rain and voices drift inside. By the window, a young man sat with his right leg bent and one hand resting on his knee. He flipped through a book, looking displeased. The girl sheltering from the rain downstairs had interrupted an unusually peaceful day.

Half a minute later, the young man took a black folding umbrella from the entryway downstairs and tossed it through the gap in the second-floor window. It hit a puddle, splashing water everywhere. Ye Xi leaned out and looked up, but all she saw was a hand that hadn't been pulled back in time. Its wrist was slender yet strong, and its long, delicate fingers were as perfect and elegant as a masterpiece by Nuwa.

With a bang, the second-floor window shut completely. Ye Xi hurriedly picked up the umbrella and opened it to shield herself from the raindrops. She didn't know who the kind stranger was, but she sincerely called her thanks upstairs.

"Thank you, kind stranger. I'll return your umbrella when the rain clears."

After the heavy rain:

The day Ye Xi met Fang Yu again, a torrential downpour swept through Fancheng. She had just delivered a little cake to celebrate a company's opening when she discovered her car was trapped in an underground parking lot by the rain. With no other choice, she had to make her way to the bus stop through the downpour. On the crowded platform, she managed to find a small patch of shelter.

All around her, people were calling their families to come pick them up. She clutched her phone and called her boyfriend again and again, but he never answered. All she could do was watch helplessly as bus after bus pulled away, packed with passengers.

A young man in a hurry to leave ran past Ye Xi from behind. His swinging backpack scraped her arm, sending her pitching forward. Just as she was about to fall off the platform, a large hand closed firmly around her wrist. The raindrops she had expected never landed on her.

Ye Xi looked up and met an unfamiliar yet handsome face. The man's lips curved into a smile, and his gaze was fixed on her.

"Ye Xi, I've come to get my umbrella back."

[Sunny small-town girl X gloomy city boy | A story of mutual healing]

[If you're willing to reach out to me, covered in mud, how could I begrudge you for being stained with city dust?]

Intended message: Keep becoming the best version of yourself, and protect the people you love