My Ship Keeps Getting a Bad Ending [Quick Transmigration]

As a total newbie, Han Luxing says she absolutely did not abandon her story on purpose.

But the System says: Your writing isn't good enough. Go back and start over.

So the System dragged Han Luxing into her own badly concluded story, where she began a never-ending journey of filling in the plot holes...

First World [A Second Chance That Can't Be Mended]

Han Luxing transmigrated into the weak, submissive character she'd written, getting tortured in body and soul. She couldn't help but cry, "Did I get the wrong script?"

The heroine lifted her chin. "You will never have my love." Yet late at night, she would quietly tuck the covers around her.

Second World [A Dry, Hard Little Sweet Treat]

Third World [The Canary Becomes a Powerful Heroine]

Fourth World [From Redemption to 'Help!']

Before you dive in:

1. The protagonist is split into different versions. One-on-one romance + happy ending.

2. Book titles, place names, and personal names in this story are part of the setup. Any similarities are purely coincidental~

3. The protagonist's views do not represent the author's. Thanks for understanding~

(Blurb saved on December 4, 2024)

Coming soon: The Healing Plan for a Frail Young Lady

[Frail, gloomy young lady x gentle, devoted psychiatrist]

1.

Yu Zhiyan took a part-time job at a sanatorium, caring for a sick young lady once a week.

At their first meeting, the young lady sat in a wheelchair in a black dress, her head slightly bowed, like a doll from a dark manga. She was hooked up to an IV all day, red-brown liquid flowing from her vein straight to her heart. It looked just like blood and was the only color in the room.

Even without getting any response, Yu Zhiyan kept coming every week to read to her, brew tea, and listen to her cello in the twilight.

Rain or shine, morning or night, she showed up every week.

After countless days and nights, the young lady finally spoke. Leaning close to the doctor's ear, she said in a scornful yet enticing voice, "You'd do anything for money, wouldn't you?"

The young lady lowered her voice, her pale lips turning red as she parted her teeth.

"Come here, "

"Kiss me."

2.

For the young lady of the Ming family, the first twenty years of her life had been like a puppet show.

Having seen so much hypocrisy, Ming Ruochu hated everyone who came near her, especially those who smiled at her.

And yet the new Dr. Yu was the one who smiled the most.

She smiled gently while reading fairy tales and elegantly while brewing tea. If Ming Ruochu touched the spot behind her ear, she would even smile shyly.

On early summer afternoons, the hours stretched on and on, but her smile lasted longer and shone brighter than the sun in the sky.

Ming Ruochu wanted to hold on to that light.

To keep it forever and ever in that dark castle.

Premise: Cherish words and respect writing.