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<p>Ruanruan clenched her hand, giving into the urge of stretching . She curled into a ball, reached out for the clock. Instead, her hand came in contact with a certain cold glass thing, instinctively thrashing it away, the glass shattering into shards.<br/><br/>"But it isn't my doraemon mug." The ball uncovered and she peaked around with one eye scanning the luxurious room. The frail body sat up at once.<br/><br/>"Woke up from sleep, a luxurious bed and been changed into silk pajamas" The girl pondered for a while then her face lit up.<br/><br/><br/><br/>"I traveled into a novel" She thought as there was no way she would be tranferred into an unknown room. She pinched her arm amidst a rollar coster of emotions she was going through. Ruanruan took a deep breathe to calm herself down. <br/><br/>Probably, the girl forgot in her excitement that she might be kidnapped or be sold to any traffickers. She didn't even know that her so called enemy, who just had finished his morning run, heard the shattering noise. <br/><br/><br/>Wanting to see her appearance , she tried to to leave the comfort of the cozy blanket wrapped around her, yet she could not do it.<br/><br/>"Why is it so cold? Wasn't it summer where I had slept?"<br/><br/>Ruanruan huffed, clenching the blanket closer, thinking about how the weather proved her transmigration theory right.<br/><br/><br/>On a sudden, hearing the door open, Ruanruan freezed. A frenzy of thoughts going through her already puzzled brain. She looked up to find a silhouette of a boy. She squinted, adjusting to the sudden brightness.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></p>