Ning Xiyin's greatest misfortune was dying young in her previous life. Her greatest luck was being reborn in this life and discovering she'd transmigrated into the child of the couple she'd shipped.
Being able to ship them up close, right there in person, was simply too wonderful!
But wait, why do the two people I ship look like they've been living apart for years and are about to get divorced?
As their child and their shipper, Ning Xiyin felt duty-bound to investigate and analyze the reason, then do her best to bring them together.
As for going back to school and being a high school student again, she could just muddle through that.
But why did the campus heartthrob, who'd accidentally uncovered her secret and was more or less her childhood friend, keep picking on her?
Could it be... he's on the opposing side of my ship?
A Little Scene:
Ning Xiyin was focused on bringing her ship together when one day, someone's remark suddenly made her see the light.
Someone: "Could you be one of those people?"
Ning Xiyin: "What kind?"
Someone: "The kind whose favorite restaurants always go out of business, whose favorite teams always lose, whose favorite idols always get exposed, and whose ships always end in tragedy... a walking jinx."
Ning Xiyin: (struck by thunder)
No, she wouldn't believe it. She could still turn things around! Nothing else mattered, but her ship had to get a happy ending!
Description:
1. The story of a female lead who originally planned to ship couples like crazy, but accidentally experiences all kinds of feelings herself. Entirely fictional, with no real-life inspirations.
2. One-on-one, happy ending (there are romantic feelings directed at the female lead); the clear romantic storyline only begins when the characters are adults.
3. The female lead's views will develop and change. Overall, it's a light, sweet little story~
[Written whenever the mood strikes, but it won't be abandoned.]
Theme: Treasure the time and the things you have in the present.
Help, why did you stop? Can you continue writing? The child is crying.
It's great, I must keep writing it.