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It turns out that I am living in a bloody novel that brings down the wits of everyone. Gentleness and decentness are the "character", serious illness and early death are the "plot", and even my will is the way the author paved the way for their equity after marriage. When I open my eyes again, I go back to the day I was diagnosed. The husband's cell phone lit up for the Nth time: "Ms. Su has a sprained ankle, please..." I released my hand from holding his clothes and dialed the phone in front of him: "Mr. Chen, I agree to the cooperation mentioned last time. Yes, I want all the pre-research data on Gujia's core technology." The barrage suddenly went crazy: [Wait a minute... Why is this female supporting character contacting the ultimate villain? ! [That's not how the script was written! How did she know the technical name in advance? ! Fuck! She tore up the will! She is changing the shareholding structure! Later, Gu's new product launch conference failed miserably. I left the scene calmly, holding the man who had been ridiculed as a villain in the whole book, with my husband's scarlet eyes and piercing alarm behind me. The last barrage that passed by reflected in my smiling eyes: [Congratulations, you have forcibly switched the main line of this book. This time, I write my own ending Hello, my name is Lin Wan, it's not too late

I am Wen Xingran, a person who is naturally good at writing scripts - but in my scripts, I always write myself as the victim. It wasn't until today that I discovered that all the audience had quietly left the venue. When my best friend, sister, psychiatrist and even my mother became the audience, I began to wonder: Am I directing this scene, or has the scene already controlled me? The most ironic thing is that when I stood in front of the mirror to rehearse my sadness, I found that I couldn't even squeeze out a single real tear. If even the heart is staged, then where is the real me?

The deer who likes to eat melons slowly, while working as a matchmaker, I encountered various clients, some were helpless and some were weird.

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