Achieving A Happy Ending With The Tragic Female Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 87

Inside the empty dormitory, Su Mi’s fingertips slowly brushed across Qiao Xinyue’s desk. A professional textbook lay open on the surface, a pen that had been used was tucked into the spine of the book, its cap still off.

She seemed to have a somewhat careless personality.

Su Mi scrutinized these traces of her life carefully, as if peering into her daily routine.

On the other side, Qiao Xinyue, who had gone to get clothes, soon returned to the dorm carrying a basin of washed laundry.

Seeing her prepare to go to the balcony to hang the clothes, Su Mi stepped aside to let her pass, even though the other girl couldn’t actually touch her right now.

As she passed, Qiao Xinyue seemed to shrink her neck slightly as if feeling a chill. She looked suspiciously at the air conditioner’s temperature display before opening the door to the balcony and stepping out.

A dull wave of heat rushed in. Su Mi couldn’t feel it, but looking at Qiao Xinyue’s expression, it seemed quite unpleasant.

So, she passed through the glass to the balcony and stood beside Qiao Xinyue.

Qiao Xinyue, who was hanging clothes on hangers, suddenly froze. She looked at the door she had specifically closed to keep the cool air in, then peeked cautiously to her side. Her expression suddenly became tense.

Immediately, she sped up her movements. Holding the empty basin, she rushed back into the dorm and tightly locked the balcony door.

At that moment, the sound of the front door opening came from behind. A lingeringly fearful Qiao Xinyue looked back and saw it was her roommate returning, only then did her racing heart settle.

Standing outside on the balcony, Su Mi watched this scene as her translucent form gradually faded away.

Upon returning to the Ghost Realm, Su Mi re-entered the palace. A little paper person, who had been sneaking bites of ghost fire, ran to Su Mi’s feet and nimbly climbed up her skirt until it settled on her shoulder.

“Your Majesty, why didn’t you stay with the Little Lady a bit longer?”

In the past, the King would spend much more time visiting the Little Lady, but she had returned quite early today.

Su Mi didn’t answer. Instead, she recalled Qiao Xinyue’s timid and fearful appearance, thinking that her personality was still a bit cowardly.

At that moment, news arrived from Xu Bai at Shijun Mountain. She reported that she had found traces of the escaped evil ghost, but the entity was too skilled at hiding and had managed to flee again.

Because of the restrictions in the human realm, Xu Bai seemed to have sustained some injuries, though they weren’t serious.

Upon hearing this, Meng Qing who had been slacking off, began pestering Su Mi again, urging her to go to the human realm to find her ghost marriage wife, complete the marriage contract as soon as possible, and head to Shijun Mountain.

Su Mi did not wish to argue with her. She let Meng Qing go on with her “disappointed in her lack of ambition” lecture while she calmly handled the matters at hand.

Meanwhile, the hardworking little paper person continued reporting on the Little Lady’s situation.

“Your Majesty, the Little Lady has gone home for the holidays!”

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The Little Lady has an outing planned with friends tomorrow. She looks so happy tonight!”

“Your Majesty, the Little Lady has gone out to buy things!”

Suddenly, the tip of the brush, which was about to land on the paper, hovered mid-air. Su Mi’s hand tightened slightly around it.

In the next instant, the Su Mi who had been sitting there was gone. The uncontrolled brush plummeted, leaving a large blot of ink on the paper.

Meng Qing, who had been looking down while nagging Su Mi, looked up upon hearing the sound only to find the seat above empty. Only a little paper person drifted in the air. “Eh? Where did the King go?”

The little paper person, having drifted to the floor because of the King’s sudden disappearance, also shook its head. Its connection to the Little Lady’s side had just been cut off for no reason.

Qiao Xinyue, who had just returned home for the holidays, went to the supermarket to buy some items. She was currently eating a popsicle while taking a shortcut back home.

Unexpectedly, the streetlights on this path were broken. The surroundings turned murky and gloomy, making one feel quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this stretch of road wasn’t long. She prepared to quicken her pace and pass through quickly.

Just as Qiao Xinyue reached the corner, a small truck that hadn’t slowed down suddenly lunged out from the side, giving her no time to react.

Just as she was about to be hit, she felt a powerful arm wrap around her waist. At that moment, time seemed to be forcibly paused.

Su Mi pulled her into a tight embrace from behind. She raised her hand toward the oncoming truck, her eyes turning red as she locked gazes with the driver, exuding a piercing, ghostly chill.

When faced with sudden events, people often lose their ability to react. Qiao Xinyue looked up blankly, seeing only a fair chin and a pair of beautifully shaped lips.

It feels like I’ve seen them somewhere before.

Qiao Xinyue wanted to look closer, but a massive crashing sound suddenly erupted, startling her.

She looked over toward the sound. Under the sudden braking, the truck’s tires were emitting sparks. The front of the vehicle was deeply dented, as if struck by a massive force.

And in front of the truck’s hood stood a pale, slender hand blocking it, the fingertips glowing with red light, it was the hand of the person holding her waist.

Everything happening before her eyes was too sudden and transcended common logic. Qiao Xinyue was speechless.

The driver of the small truck stared with wide eyes. he stumbled out of the door, rolling onto the ground, and then pointed behind Qiao Xinyue in panic, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. “Ghost… there’s a ghost…”

After saying that, he scrambled away on all fours.

Hearing the driver’s words, the hair on Qiao Xinyue’s neck stood up. Moreover, the experience just now terrified her. She looked beside her, trembling.

Then, she felt the restraint around her waist suddenly loosen. When she turned her head, there was no one behind her.

There was only her in this dark street, along with the heavily damaged truck.

Because she had forcibly materialized her body, Su Mi suffered a slight backlash. Her already bloodless face seemed to turn even paler.

She looked at the driver whose mind was slightly fractured from seeing her, he looked terrified, running as fast as he could.

Su Mi teleported in front of the driver. She raised her hand to suppress his soul and one of his seven pneuma, the “Corpse Dog” to temporarily calm him down and prevent further consequences.

As she did this, she suddenly looked back toward Qiao Xinyue. Unexpectedly, their gazes seemed to meet.

A flash of terror appeared on Qiao Xinyue’s face. She clutched her things and instinctively backed away two steps. The jade ring around her neck seemed to grow slightly warm.

She didn’t know if her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she seemed to see a woman in crimson ancient robes standing before the driver, though the hazy moonlight obscured her face, making it difficult to see clearly.

Qiao Xinyue took only one look and dared not look again. Daring not to stay, she turned around and ran home regardless of anything else.

Su Mi frowned. She first erased the driver’s memory before going after Qiao Xinyue.

Having reverted to her translucent form, Su Mi followed behind her, watching her reach home safely.

Upon returning home, Qiao Xinyue ran straight to her room. Her heart was pounding wildly; she could only tightly grip the red jade ring around her neck. Only its slightly cool touch could give her some sense of security.

Her mother and father noticed her abnormality and knocked to inquire, but Qiao Xinyue brushed them off with an excuse.

She felt that perhaps she hadn’t slept well after staying up late the night before, leading to all these hallucinations. Thus, she went to bed early, wanting to use sleep to numb herself.

“It’ll be fine as long as I sleep. Everything will be okay when I wake up tomorrow,” Qiao Xinyue comforted herself.

Standing by the bed, Su Mi felt it was somewhat funny hearing her words.

However, a terrified and uneasy Qiao Xinyue could not fall asleep so easily. She tossed and turned for a long time until Su Mi finally sent her into that familiar dream.

Su Mi also stepped into the dream. As usual, she let her form dissipate, and just as she was about to lean down to soothe the other’s anxious emotions, the person beneath her slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze looked a little different than usual.

Perhaps influenced by today’s accident, although she was still in a dazed state, she retained a sliver of consciousness.

“Why is it this dream again?”

Feeling her head heavy and groggy, Qiao Xinyue looked like she was about to cry. She didn’t understand why, after experiencing such a thing, she would still have this untimely dream.

Furthermore, the person in this dream… the lower half of her face looked somewhat similar to the person she had just seen.

This time, the face that she previously couldn’t see clearly in her dreams became a bit more distinct. Above the woman’s beautifully contoured lips was a high nose bridge, and beneath long lashes, her eyes were like a mirror still lake.

She was so beautiful she didn’t seem alive.

“What do I have to do to make you satisfied? I… I can help you, as long as it isn’t too difficult.” Qiao Xinyue spoke, yet she didn’t know what she was saying, she just wanted to end this dream quickly.

Su Mi’s eyes held a trace of surprise. “You remember?”

She knew that since Qiao Xinyue woke up two years ago, she had lost the memories of the ghost marriage contract and the various events between them. Therefore, Su Mi could only use the “Trace Dream” to get close to her, trying her best not to scare her.

At this moment, Qiao Xinyue was thinking that the other’s voice was really pleasant, clear and deep, falling upon the ears with particular beauty.

“I always dream of you, and every time it’s these things. It’s hard for me to forget even if I want to,” Qiao Xinyue said with a hint of complaint in her tone.

Su Mi let out a soft chuckle and asked, “Then are you prepared now?”

Qiao Xinyue didn’t know what she meant by “prepared.” She felt her head becoming groggy and blurred again, as if being influenced by the dreamscape.

She recalled how they acted in the previous dreams, thinking that as long as they finished that set of procedures, the dream would end.

Thinking this, Qiao Xinyue wobbily propped herself up. Only then did she realize she was wearing a wedding dress that did not fit modern styles. It really is a dream.

Realizing this, Qiao Xinyue became much bolder. She grabbed Su Mi’s lapels, her eyes fixed on those cold, glamorous lips as she swallowed nervously.

Su Mi took the opportunity to place her hand behind the girl’s waist, half-embracing her. A red, ghostly light flashed in her pale eyes. “Not afraid of me anymore?”

“I’m not. Let’s start quickly.”

Qiao Xinyue was a bit impatient; she wanted to start early and end early so she could have a good sleep.

Su Mi watched as the girl’s face suddenly enlarged in front of her. A slight sensation touched her lips, breaking away as soon as it made contact.

She saw Qiao Xinyue looking at her lips with some dissatisfaction. “It’s still so cold.”

Su Mi’s fingers at her side suddenly tightened. Just as she was about to pursue her, the kneeling Qiao Xinyue suddenly leaned forward and approached again.

She licked Su Mi’s lips like a kitten, without much strategy or technique.

Su Mi placed her palm behind the girl’s head and unceremoniously pressed her closer.

Being a ghost, her various desires would be magnified, as if they could never be filled.

Qiao Xinyue’s breathing began to quicken. Because of the strength she used while grabbing Su Mi’s lapel, her soft pink fingertips turned slightly white.

Su Mi let go of Qiao Xinyue slightly and suddenly reached toward her neck. The latter’s neck shrank from the freezing sensation, and then the red jade ring that had been hanging around her neck was taken out.

The necklace, which had always been particularly sturdy, suddenly snapped. Holding the jade ring, Su Mi took Qiao Xinyue’s hand and slowly slid it onto her ring finger, where it was firmly caught by the knuckle.

The moment the jade ring and the finger fit perfectly, a dark red pupil line flashed in Su Mi’s moon-bright, translucent eyes.

She lifted Qiao Xinyue’s hand and gently pressed it against her lips with utmost tenderness.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Xinyue felt a flare of uneasy panic in her heart for some reason, as if she were a sheep entering a tiger’s den.

She withdrew her hand and propped herself up, backing away several steps.

However, her ankle was grabbed by a slender, powerful hand, preventing her from moving an inch more.

Su Mi gently stroked the other’s delicate ankle before tightening her grip inch by inch. Under the force, the faint lines of muscle and bone became visible, as if containing surging power.

A trace of a smile appeared on her lips. “Now, we can begin.”