Lin Shuangshuang transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder simp who took the fall, a character he despised most: a cannon-fodder bottom who shamelessly groveled over a man, willingly acting as his housekeeper and lackey. In the end, he was destined to happily take a bullet for his boss, plunge into the sea, and die.
Straight guy Lin Shuangshuang couldn't accept it at all. The chaotic memories driving him out of his mind made him blurt out, "What the hell..."
I absolutely, absolutely will not fall for a man! I will not grovel over a man!
But the System that appeared shattered his grand ambitions. He had to grovel for his boss and make him happy. If he didn't complete his task, a bolt of lightning would strike him the very next second.
Lin Shuangshuang: "..."
To stay alive, Lin Shuangshuang had no choice but to pick up the job he despised most and suck up to his villainous boss.
Shang Yan had been thoroughly fed up with this useless lackey who knew nothing but how to flatter him. He was just looking for an opportunity to get rid of him when he unexpectedly heard the lackey smiling sweetly and showering him with compliments, while inwardly complaining about him nonstop.
[This guy's in his twenties, but he acts like he's forty. What a waste of a face!]
[Ugh! He can't even handle this? And he's the boss? Did he get the job because of his face?]
[Why do so many people like this pretentious guy?! I'm way more handsome, so why does nobody love me?]
Shang Yan: Hmm? Interesting. A man whose words don't match his thoughts. I'm a hundred percent interested in you.
Reader's Guide:
[Mutual pampering + both leads are each other's only partner + powerful leads + silly, sweet story + don't get hung up on plot holes, everything is the author's personal invention]
--- Forthcoming title: The Price of Being Everyone's Favorite
I'm someone everyone hates, and I know it. My parents are dead, I have no other family, and my clothes have been washed until they're faded white. My long hair hides my eyes. They say I look like a ghost: gloomy and clammy, but not actually scary.
And yet someone as unlikable as me
was the one person the school's most popular guy fell for. He was sunny and cheerful, came from a good family, and was charming and fun to talk to. Half the school liked him. When he stood in front of me, held my hand, and confessed, my whole body trembled. I was thrilled, excited, but I stayed calm. Maybe it was some rich kid's joke. Maybe he just wanted to toy with me. But I didn't care. I had nothing and nothing to lose. It wasn't clear who would end up playing whom.
The popular guy acted like he really liked me. When we were alone, he would lift my long bangs and gently kiss my eyes and brows. "You're so beautiful, Xingxing. Don't cut your hair. Keep it just like this. I don't want anyone else to know, Xingxing."
I knew what he meant. I smiled casually and brushed my pale, slender fingertips across his jaw, feeling him tense up at once. I couldn't help laughing. "Of course. Only you get to see me. I'm yours alone."
In front of other people, we went back to acting like we didn't know each other. We'd just nod when we met and say nothing else.
I stood outside the classroom and heard the people inside talking about me, saying I was disgusting and ugly, all dried up and not even like a man. Then they asked the popular guy if I was really like that.
I heard his voice, faint and cool. "Yeah. Like a sewer rat or a cockroach. Disgusting."
I knew what I was like and had warned myself not to fall for him, but after two months together, his tenderness, his love, his intimacy had become a threat to my heart. I gave a cold laugh. Cutting my losses in time wasn't so bad.
I pushed the door open. When the others saw me, they spoke even louder, staring at me without restraint. I looked back, fixing my eyes on him, and slowly smiled.
I saw the panic and helplessness in his eyes. He hadn't expected me to come in? Hadn't expected me to hear?
Too bad. I heard it all, so this is where we end.
Theme: Face life's hardships with a smile