What should I do if I lose my memory after transmigrating into a book?

Chapter 108: The Story Begins

She walked step by step to Shen Lu, tilting her head, her large, clear eyes piercingly sharp.

Who is your father?

Shen Lu was so frightened by her cold gaze that she retreated repeatedly. She curled up in the muddy corner, her body covered in filthy dirt. Ignoring the stinging pain in her hands, she tried her best to hold on and glared at the evil woman opposite her.

She nervously issued a warning.

“My father is the owner of this manor and the one who hosts banquets here. You are attending our family's banquet. If my father finds out I'm missing, he will send people to look for me, and then you're finished.”

Seeing that Bai Linlin's gaze was becoming increasingly dangerous, Shen Lu stopped speaking in time and quickly said,

"Wait, if you let me go now, we'll call it even."

She realized that the woman in front of her was no pushover. Bai Linlin's gaze was too cold and dark, making people feel scared. Shen Lu knew that she couldn't beat her, so she unconsciously shrank back.

Bai Linlin crossed her arms and looked around, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt. She lifted Shen Lu's chin and sneered, "You say you're the daughter of the Shen family? I don't believe you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I had a mirror, I'd definitely show you how ugly and pathetic you look now."

Bai Linlin frowned, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if she were disgusted by Shen Lu.

“The one inside, Shen Xi, also has the surname Shen. What a coincidence! I think she's more like the daughter of the Shen family than you are.”

Shen Lu's face turned deathly pale, her small face ashen, her voice trembling as she stubbornly continued to argue.

"You...you're talking nonsense, those are my mom and dad."

However, at that moment, the system, which had not appeared for a long time, suddenly spoke, its cold yet familiar mechanical voice surrounding Bai Linlin.

[Host, there's an unusual energy fluctuation emanating from this person... She might not be from this world.]

"Oh?"

Could it be an invader who transmigrated into the book?

Bai Linlin lifted her eyelids and chuckled foolishly, her laughter filled with malice.

Suddenly, she took a step forward and yanked Shen Lu's arm, which was holding her, with surprising strength. She dragged Shen Lu to the lush rose field beside her and threw her into the rose field with a thud.

"ah!! !"

Shen Lu's cries were exceptionally shrill and heart-wrenching.

Bai Linlin looked at her with a face full of regret, her voice soft.

"Tsk, what a pity, there's no one around to appreciate your miserable state."

The system told her that there was no one around.

Bai Linlin patted the dust off her clothes. Her gaze was like a venomous snake, slippery and dark, like a binding rope tightly binding her.

"This fake heiress of the Shen family, what's wrong? You've been a pampered heiress for a few days, enjoying a blissful life, looking down on others for decades. Has that made you forget your identity before you transmigrated here?"

"Ha, still trying to intimidate me? Playing mind games with me? Maybe in your next life!"

Bai Linlin looked at Shen Lu with disgust, as if she were looking at trash. She hated people like this the most in her life. They had nothing, yet they could still turn the tables. What was ridiculous was that they had stolen everything from others.

Just like her selfish brother.

A foolish and lazy human being.

Shen Lu was in so much pain that she seemed about to faint. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead and streamed down her pale cheeks.

In her hazy, confused state, she heard this madman who had thrown her at the slightest provocation say something about time travel?

With a loud bang, something seemed to flash through her mind in an instant, but it vanished just as quickly.

Bai Linlin walked up to her expressionlessly and squatted down. Her fair, jade-like hands gripped Shen Lu's neck, slowly, little by little, tightening their grip.

Shen Lu held Bai Linlin's hand tightly, trying to get her to release the hand on her neck. She struggled desperately with her hands and feet, making a 'hmph' sound.

[Host, are you going to kill someone?]

The system seemed puzzled. She had only bumped into the host, so why would the host kill her?

Bai Linlin looked at the woman under her command, her face flushed, struggling pitifully with red cheeks and thick neck.

A cold voice came from the depths of his heart.

[System, shouldn't someone like her die? Why is it that she can occupy the position of the Shen family's heiress as soon as she transmigrates, and take things that don't belong to her?]

[System, whose heiress dresses like she crawled out of a mental hospital? That's because... she was abandoned by her family, hahahahaha.]

Her expression was mocking. These rich girls... are nothing special.

'Hehe'

As Shen Lu's movements slowed down, her vision blurred and her pupils began to dilate. Past events flashed before her eyes like a fleeting dream.

Her original name was not Shen Lu.

Her name is Zhang Zhaodi, and she is a wild child from the countryside.

Her mother favored boys over girls, and after having six children, she finally gave birth to a boy. Her mother was overjoyed and showered everything in the house, including food and household items, on her younger brother.

Of the five girls in the family, some starved to death, others were sold, and her third sister eventually died of tuberculosis. She was the fourth child, and watching her sisters leave and die filled her with immense sorrow and fear.

On a dark and stormy night, she ran away.

She wore dirty clothes and relied on begging for food to barely survive, but even this often meant she couldn't get the most basic necessities like food and clothing.

That winter, the wind was exceptionally cold and biting. She knelt on the ground with a broken bowl in front of her, but no one passing by was willing to give her anything to eat or drink.

An elderly man who was scavenging passed by looked at her with some confusion, his eyes seemingly pitying her, but he asked her why she was begging for food when she had hands and feet.

She refused to answer.

The old man has passed away.

She waited for a long time but no one gave her anything. She was so hungry that she had no choice but to rummage through the trash cans like an old scavenger, but there was nothing useful in the trash cans.

A book fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

Zhang Zhaodi looked down, picked up her swollen, red fingers from the cold, put them in her bosom, and continued searching.

Finally, someone took pity on her and gave her a steamed bun, which she nibbled on slowly under the eaves of a building on the street corner.

When Zhang Zhaodi stood up, she felt something stuck in her chest, making her uncomfortable. She remembered the books she had picked up, intending to save them up and sell them.

She took it out, looked at the heavy snow outside, and simply sat down on the ground to start reading the book.

She felt a sense of pride as she read. Her brother, that useless fellow, couldn't even read properly, unlike her, who had just secretly and casually learned so many words.

However, she was puzzled when she saw the rather plain cover of the book.

Why is this book titled "The Heroine's Happy Life"?

What does "female lead" mean?

Zhang Zhaodi approached the book with the intention of finding answers, but the more she read, the angrier she became, and the more unbalanced she felt.

This author is fabricating facts!

How could anyone live such a happy and fulfilling life without experiencing suffering and hunger?

Why are people different?!

Zhang Zhaodi spat angrily at the book and stomped on it several times, still not satisfied, even though she didn't know what she was angry about.

The tattered books lying on the ground pierced Zhang Zhaodi's heart. How could anyone truly live such a perfect life...?

She thought of the so-called female lead in it.

This was the first time she had heard of this word.

The female protagonist of this book is named Shen Xi. She was born into a wealthy family. Her parents doted on their youngest daughter from the moment she was born, and would not even pluck the moon from the ground if she wanted the stars.

She can ride on her father's shoulders to drive a carriage, and her father will always laugh and praise her, saying that Xixi's legs are really strong.

Her full moon celebration and tenth birthday celebration were both extremely lavish, with almost everyone in the capital coming to congratulate her.

She could lie on the exquisitely crafted table specially made for her, and grab anything she wanted.

Chuli will grant her all her requests and will not require her to catch only one.

Shen Xi's life was smooth sailing. At her tenth birthday party, she met Jiang Ci, the young prince of the Jiang family. The proud young prince followed Shen Xi around calling her "sister" the first time he saw her. From then on, she was the only one who mattered to him.

The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts and eventually got married and had children.

Even after marriage and having children, her child was still the most sensible one. He would spoil his mother and try his best to make her happy.

Jiang Ci would still bring a rose home every day after get off work and give it to his wife, then embrace the woman who was leaning against the sofa painting, and whisper sweet nothings to her, calling her Princess Shen.

The story ends here, and it's so perfect.

however,

Zhang Zhaodi didn't believe that such a happy life could exist in the world.

As she stomped hard on the book, a light that was invisible to ordinary people suddenly emerged from it.

A deep, resonant voice rang out.

"Zhang Zhaodi, if you were given a chance, would you be willing to enter the world of the book?"

Zhang Zhaodi did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

The world in the book?

Who is this? What kind of joke is this?

"I am the ruler of this plane and the controller of the plot. If you wish, I can let you into the world of the book. You can choose to be any character you want, even the female lead."

Zhang Zhaodi glanced around warily, confirming that the voice was coming from the book. She hesitated for a moment.

What are your conditions?

"I want you to break all the storylines. I want to reshape a new world, and then you can do whatever you want."

Zhang Zhaodi was tempted and immediately nodded in agreement.

But she spoke resolutely, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"I want Shen Xi, the female protagonist of the book's world, to disappear. I want to be born into the Shen family and be their one and only daughter."

The voice seemed to have found someone on the same wavelength, and it trembled as it said, "Alright, alright, I admire someone with your kind of courage. I agree to your request."

And so, Zhang Zhaodi entered the world of the novel with the feeling of having won a million-dollar lottery.

The wonderful life she had been dreaming of was about to begin.

On that snowy night, an infant mysteriously disappeared from the hospital, while another child appeared out of nowhere outside the Shen family manor.

The causal threads in their lives began to twist.

Interacting with fate.

Amidst howling winds and torrential rain, the main timeline finally realized its heroine had disappeared. It roared furiously, unleashing a storm of lightning and thunder upon the invading alien force within this world—a force that seemed to be protecting her!

The sky was blood red, and torrential rain poured down. Almost none of the flowers, plants, and trees along the roadside survived; they were all broken and fell to the ground.

Who on earth took my heroine away?!

The main storyline is filled with extreme anger because their child has been stolen.

The bizarre storyline attached to Zhang Zhaodi shimmered with light, and the aged, sticky voice was nauseating.

[Child, this world is too perfect; there's no need for further development. Even the plane's supreme god has tacitly allowed me to stay and devour it.]

It sighed, mimicking a human's lament.

You should just run away...

"Seeing that you're still immature, I'll spare your life this time. Go and find a new chapter in your life."

As it finished speaking, the main storyline discovered that it could no longer control everything in this world, and its energy was slowly disappearing.

[You disgusting thief, get out of my world!! Leave my world! Why must all worlds be filled with joy and sorrow, with regrets? So what if my world is perfect? ​​My heroine deserves to be happy and fulfilled. What business is it of yours if she is happy? Are you only satisfied when all worlds are homogenized and turned into tragic melodramas?]

[A dimensional god? It's nothing more than a plot device, why is it interfering with this world?!]

Its energy is draining away, and it can no longer sense anything in the main storyline. It is desperately radiating its remaining energy.

And as it was about to dissipate, its sound was ethereal and awe-inspiring, echoing powerfully.

Tears can never control everything.

My heroine will come back.

It used all its energy to create a person exactly like the future female lead, even though she had no soul, no emotions, and was just a puppet, a puppet left by the male lead's side.

But it doesn't matter.

The day its female protagonist returns is the day the puppet disappears.

The storyline that invaded this world chuckled in a low, menacing voice, just as it thought it had finally succeeded in conquering the world.

In the main storyline, he uses the energy he has gained in countless small worlds as a price to transform into a dazzling and blinding lightning bolt, which strikes Zhang Zhaodi with immense force.

Zhang Zhaodi, who still retained her memories, was instantly blasted apart, her hair standing on end. Her internal organs felt like they were being cooked by flames, burning intensely. Just when she thought she was going to die... Zhang Zhaodi lost all her memories, and the energy binding her... disappeared.

That disgusting plotline has also disappeared.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, the snow-covered branches swayed slightly, and the snow fell softly onto the white earth, burying all the mud deep under the pure white snow.

—Creak,

The wooden gate to the manor was opened by a maid carrying a broom.

"Hey, what's that child doing here?"