After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Picked up the Protagonist-Shou

Xie Shuci sat on the doorstep, with an ancient-looking house behind him. 

On the table, there was an incense burner emitting wisps of white smoke.
Xie Shuci himself was dressed in a light blue robe, resting his chin on his hands, his gaze surpassing the moss-covered eaves and looking towards the sky, where various shapes of white clouds drifted.
He let out a long sigh.

In simple terms, he transmigrated.

Just a short while ago, as a content creator in the “Chuuni Zone”[1] of a small content-sharing platform, who had been on hiatus for half a year, he finally had a conscience awakening and found a novel material to make content on.
One moment, he was mocking how the two protagonists in the novel were worthless, and the next moment, he collapsed on his computer desk and passed away.

As a young man who voluntarily asked his parents to cut off the financial support at the age of eighteen, Xie Shuci felt he died unjustly and at a loss. 

However, ultimately, it was his own fault for staying up late for several nights, which led to a sudden heart attack and his demise.
So, young people, avoid staying up late.

After lamenting in his heart, Xie Shuci didn’t feel too sentimental.
He had no contact with his parents in eight lifetimes,[2] and he didn’t have many friends around him.
On the internet, however, he had met a bunch of chuuni youth who loved to say “Being on hiatus leads to transmigration.” Well, he had been on hiatus for half a year, and Xie Shuci had indeed transmigrated.

Thinking about this, Xie Shuci couldn’t help but sigh again.

Looking at the top 500 pure love novels on a certain online platform, Xie Shuci had almost never missed a single one.
Others who transmigrated either became the protagonist or the villain, at the very least, they became named NPCs.
As for Xie Shuci, he transmigrated into a character who appeared only once in the entire book, a character that couldn’t even be considered cannon fodder and was dead in just three lines of text:

“How ruthless and cruel is Xiao Xun?

When he was young, he wandered in Bianzhou and was mocked by a disciple of the Little Immortal Sect.

With a raise of his hand and a fall of his knife, the disciple’s head fell to the ground.”

Xiao Xun was the protagonist Shou in the book, and “the disciple” who died was Xie Shuci himself.

These three lines were particularly clear in Xie Shuci’s memory.
He even cursed this idiotic protagonist. 

In the book, the protagonist Shou and Gong fought and loved until they finally appreciated and respected each other.

“Appreciate and respect my ass!” Xie Shuci cursed.

The protagonist Shou named Xiao Xun, who was humiliated by the original body with just a few words, ended up chopping the original body’s head off. How petty-minded could someone be?

Furthermore, Xie Shuci had read halfway through this book, and not only was the protagonist Shou petty-minded, but he also had a very dark inner self.
He belonged to the kind of person who would scrape a layer of your flesh if you accidentally bumped into him.

Xie Shuci really didn’t understand what there was to appreciate and respect about him.
If Xiao Xun was placed in modern society, he would undoubtedly be a psychopath, meting out real punishment and handcuffs.

As Xie Shuci was lost in his thoughts, a fellow disciple passed by the gate and, seeing his dejected appearance, couldn’t help but stop.

Xie Shuci had a gentle and sunny appearance, with big, bright eyes and fair, delicate skin like a girl’s.
However, the contours of his face were relatively strong, not lacking in a sense of heroism.

The disciple stared at him for a while, shook his head, and comforted him, “Junior brother, take care of yourself from now on.”

Xie Shuci was taken aback, looking at him in confusion.

After a moment, he nodded, remembering.

On the day before Xie Shuci transmigrated, the original idiotic host of his body had drugged another young master from a different sect and almost fucked him.
When the young master woke up in fury, he brought his fellow sect brothers to demand justice.
The two sects had been in turmoil for about ten days, and in the end, Xie Shuci, after transmigrating, voluntarily proposed to be expelled from the sect.

Xie Shuci did this to avoid burdening his fellow sect members and to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible. 

After all, during the years of the protagonist Shou’s and his love interest’s love and struggle, the two of them caused chaos and implicated many sects and aristocratic families.
Xie Shuci just wanted to find a place to live and protect his own life.

He felt anxious, worried that he couldn’t escape the plot’s arrangements, and would eventually be killed by the protagonist Shou. 

He was a coward who cherished and loved his life.
Moreover, after experiencing death once, he treasured his own life even more.

*

The next day, Xie Shuci groggily set foot on the path of being expelled from the sect. 

He carried a small bamboo basket on his back and led a white horse named “Immortal Crane,” while being watched by his fellow sect brothers as he left the sect.

“Junior brother, take care!”

“We will take good care of our master and mistress for you.”

“Brother, without our master and mistress from now on, you must change for the better, and don’t…”

Xie Shuci turned his head, looking at these fellow sect brothers whom he had known for only a few days.
A warm current flowed through his heart.
In this unfamiliar world, as soon as he regained his senses, he embarked on a solitary journey.
Facing these reluctant and concerned words, Xie Shuci’s nose felt sour.

He held back his tears and shouted to everyone, “Brothers, wait for me to achieve something in the future.
I will definitely come back to see all of you! Wait for me!”

Upon hearing these words, the faces of those disciples, filled with reluctance, froze.
One after another, they hurriedly entered the courtyard, closing the door with a loud “bang,” as if they hadn’t heard him.

As if silently saying, “Then you’d better not come back.”

Xie Shuci, “…”

Damn it! I knew you were just pretending.
This Young Master wasted his emotions.

As a new generation of chuuni yout