After Transmigrating into a book, I Was Played By a Black Lotus

Chapter 82 Stay Forever

"Open-ended?" Lin Xingzhu pondered. "Does that mean the protagonist didn't end up with anyone?"

Wen Lin: "No."

Actually, she had planned for the protagonist to end up with all the love interests, but for some reason, as she got further into the story, the protagonist's character became more complex, almost like a fully developed personality. Whenever Wen Lin tried to twist it a little to match her own preferences, readers would shout that the character was "out of character."

In the end, Wen Lin had intended to write a big, happy, conclusive ending for everyone, but before she could, she unexpectedly passed away and found herself in this world.

Translator's Note~ God forbid authors write their own story xD

Thinking about this, Wen Lin couldn't help but sigh. "When I was writing, I thought Bai Xiying started to seem more like a real person in the later parts of the story, not just a puppet on strings. Who knew that there's really something so magical in the universe — the world in the book became real, and there really is someone like her in the world."

As she thought about this, Wen Lin felt a slight, almost hidden sense of pride.

This world existed for real, and as the creator of it all, in a way, she was like a god, the creator of this reality...

Lin Xingzhu didn't know what she was imagining in her mind, but she was caught off guard by Wen Lin's words, which left her feeling somewhat shaken, lingering in thought for a long time.

Wen Lin, patiently accompanying her for this long, having answered all her questions, felt she had done enough.

She didn't want to get involved in their personal matters; there were so many beautiful women in the world, and she wasn't about to take risks for a woman who could explode at any moment.

Wen Lin said, "I've said everything I can. I think you've got a good idea of things now. Don't call me unless it's really necessary."

Lin Xingzhu nodded. "Thanks for your trouble."

Wen Lin shrugged, gave a casual gesture to Lin Xingzhu, grabbed her bag, and stood up.

She left the coffee shop, and her car was waiting outside. As Wen Lin reached for the door, she suddenly felt an unsettling, intimidating gaze.

Her hand shook slightly as she instinctively looked up.

It was Bai Xiying.