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Gu Zhichou drowned.

To be precise, she was forced to drown and had to remain submerged for an extended period before she could resurface.

She was a young lady.

At the same time, she was also a tragic female supporting character.

This was a secret she had only recently discovered.

One day, while walking down the road, Gu Zhichou accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.

Her head slammed against the destined stone.

Since then, she has been able to see floating words before her eyes.

It’s a barrage and a comment.

Hey, we know we’re just tools again…

This time, I had to stay in the hospital for another month. I feel sorry for you.

Can you change the protagonist…?

Gu Zhichou initially thought she was mentally ill and sought help from a psychiatrist.

Her entire family grew increasingly worried about her.

It wasn’t until later that she realized these weren’t hallucinations.

She was a character in a comic book.

The commenters were readers, like the small bubbles that appear on the right side of a novel’s page.

Gu Zhichou discovered that by listening to their comments, she could vaguely predict what would happen next.

But this only drove her further into despair.

After living for over twenty years, she learned she was merely a two-dimensional character.

And that people were watching her like a live stream.

Gu Zhichou felt as if she had been split from the crown of her head to her feet, shattering into two fluttering pieces of paper.

If a paper doll were to tear, this must be what it would feel like, she thought.

She slowly sank into the water, her mind racing with chaotic thoughts.

The author had written her as a wealthy heiress, a pampered young lady who wanted for nothing.

Yet she had only one true friend: Qiao Zhiyue, the female lead.

Having grown up in extreme isolation, Gu Zhichou had never had any friends.

Everyone assumed she was an elite, someone who lacked nothing, including friends.

Yet she couldn’t fit into any social circle.

So no one dared approach her.

Qiao Zhiyue’s simple act of kindness became her only ray of light.

Money was a trivial matter.

More importantly, Qiao Zhiyue, who was flirting with another girl, needed Gu Zhichou as a stepping stone.

For instance, this time, she had invited Gu Zhichou to swim together.

What was originally Gu Zhichou’s private pool had become Qiao Zhiyue’s territory.

She even brought in her ambiguous love interest.

Gu Zhichou had only ever seen her as a friend, but Qiao Zhiyue deliberately positioned herself close to her.

This made the other girl jealous, and in a fit of anger, she pushed Gu Zhichou into the water.

After a heated argument, the two left together, all lovey-dovey.

They left poor Gu Zhichou to struggle in the water until she was nearly drowning before a servant finally rescued her.

She ended up hospitalized for a month.

Of course, this was the plot the comments predicted would unfold.

Gu Zhichou was still underwater.

She had tried to resist, but whenever the plot involved the protagonist, it felt like time itself was suspended.

Any action outside the predetermined narrative was impossible; she could only be manipulated until the storyline concluded.

The author seemed to genuinely pity her, hence the name “Zhichou,” which means “knowing sorrow.”

Who wouldn’t be burdened with sorrow in her shoes?

Gu Zhichou had swallowed a considerable amount of water, but she wasn’t a complete novice in the water.

Yet her damned calf kept cramping.

Her body, utterly drained, sank helplessly.

She could open her eyes underwater, but Gu Zhichou lacked the strength.

A hazy blue enveloped her, like a dream.

She heard the sound of bubbles, and in the silent, still world, it seemed as if someone had plunged into the water.

Without hesitation, they swam toward her.

Gu Zhichou could only manage to crack her eyes open slightly.

In her disoriented state, she thought she saw strands of long hair scattered in the water.

Like a trail of clues, leading to lost evidence.

She found Gu Zhichou trapped in the seams of time.

Gu Zhichou opened her mouth, wanting to say,

Save me.

But instead, more water flooded in.

Someone grabbed her hand and pulled her into their arms.

They swam upward until they broke the surface, reaching for the life-giving oxygen.

In that instant, time seemed to shatter.

Gu Zhichou was no longer bound by the plot. She could move, she could speak.

But her body couldn’t support such actions.

Her consciousness remained hazy.

The person laid her on the ground and began performing CPR, pressing rhythmically on her chest.

Gu Zhichou coughed violently, expelling the water that had filled her throat.

“Cough… cough…”

The violent coughing finally allowed her to breathe. Her vision began to clear.

But the light was too bright.

She still couldn’t see clearly.

Yet the soft, feminine form told her everything.

Her rescuer was a woman.

In the white light, her exquisite jawline was illuminated.

Then, Gu Zhichou’s face was gripped, and the woman leaned down.

Mouth to mouth, she began administering CPR.

Gu Zhichou, who should have been submerged for much longer, had been rescued prematurely.

This completely defied the plot.

But at that moment, time seemed frozen around them.

Only Gu Zhichou and the woman could move.

This artificial respiration had altered her fate, saving her from a month-long hospital stay.

Gu Zhichou vomited a great deal of water until she regained the ability to breathe on her own.

She tried to raise her hand to grab the person and see who it was, but she lacked the strength.

The lingering warmth on her lips told her this was no dream.

Seeing she was safe, the woman stood up and left.

Only after she completely vanished from the scene did time resume flowing for everyone else.

Servants swarmed around Gu Zhichou, rushing to her side to check on her.

“Miss, are you alright?”

“Where are the medical staff? Get them here immediately!”

The butler, having already called emergency services, rushed to help her up, his voice filled with concern. “Did those two women cause you to fall into the water, Miss?”

Gu Zhichou wanted to say yes, but that damned plot seemed determined to spare its protagonist any suffering.

It felt as if someone had forcibly clamped her tongue, forcing her to speak.

“…No.”

The butler sighed. “Miss, I don’t mean to be nosy, but those two are nothing but trouble…”

This wasn’t the first time Gu Zhichou had been targeted, yet she always defended her attackers afterward, absolving them of blame.

Her pale face betrayed her reluctance.

She weakly raised a hand to stop the butler’s words.

“We’ll talk about it later.”

“What’s there to wait for, Miss? If you ask me, they deserve a lesson. Who do they think they are, daring to…”

“No.”

Gu Zhichou leaned limply against him, her eyes vacant.

She pointed to her face.

“I can’t spare a hand right now to slap this wretched mouth of mine.”

The Butler: ?

Gu Zhichou was genuinely furious and resentful.

She should have given them a proper dressing-down.

Instead, she had to plead for their acquittal?

Wretched mouth.

After uttering those words, Gu Zhichou felt an overwhelming urge to faint again.

Yes, faint from anger.

A barrage of comments seemed to erupt before her eyes, but she couldn’t be bothered to read them.

Until one word caught her attention:

Passerby A.

I’m not seeing things, am I? Zhizhi was saved by a Passerby A?

Looks like a woman, but her face isn’t drawn.

No mention of her in the character introductions either. When did the author sneak in a new character behind our backs?

Gu Zhichou was already overwhelmed with worry.

This flood of information only deepened her anguish, tears streaming down her face.