Apparently Just a Passerby

Well, let me tidy up the blurb: An inexplicable transmigration, an inexplicable meeting, and an inexplicable acquaintance. I threw myself into playing a role in this game, enjoying every minute of it. I was happy and carefree. I wonder if you were just as happy. When you watched A Chinese Odyssey, did you laugh or cry? Then one day, I suddenly realized that I was no longer just a bystander, that the role I played was no longer just a character in a play, and that there was no way for me to get out anymore. Ziyi in blue, Xiqing in red, the domineering Ziyu, the gentle Zhichu, the reserved Ouyang. Who doesn’t have a story of their own? I didn’t want to ask or think about it, but those stories came to me all the same. Tell me, who will I love in the end, and who will love me? Never mind. I’ve known happiness and sorrow, and that’s enough Oops, sorry, I got the tone of the blurb wrong. How did it end up sounding like a tragic story? Oh well, this will have to do for now. This is my first time writing a full-length novel. Thanks for your support, everyone. My email: [email protected]. If anyone doesn’t mind helping me out with a few suggestions, I’d really appreciate it. Theme: