After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 53

Chapter 53

That evening, when Wen Yun logged onto the C-Finance official website and clicked on the “Trinity Admissions” acceptance list, she was so nervous she didn’t dare to scroll down.

This was an important stage she hadn’t experienced. If she didn’t get in, she would have to pin all her hopes on the general college entrance exam results.

The rankings were sorted by major. After steeling herself, Wen Yun first confirmed Ruan Yu was on the list for the Finance major. Then, she scrolled the page down to the Language and Literature category. After a few small scrolls of the mouse, the moment she found “Wen Yun,” a huge weight was lifted. She couldn’t help but jump up and down a few times.

Ruan Yu was also extremely excited. Seeing Wen Yun jumping randomly, she joined her, and they didn’t stop until they both burst out laughing.

“Now we’re both halfway to C-Finance students!” Wen Yun flopped onto the bed, her face radiating joy.

As soon as she spoke, a shadow fell over her. Ruan Yu lay down beside her and held up one hand.

“There’s half of April left, all of May, and one week of June,” Ruan Yu calculated the days by bending her fingers. “The third year of high school will be over.”

Wen Yun smiled in response, but her mind was on the original novel’s Bad Ending (BE) point.

The protagonist committed suicide on the night of her birthday, which was June 28th, one week after the exam results were released, right after the first round of university applications closed.

If Wen Yun’s diary was true, for her, the outsider who replaced the original host, that day would likely be her “Judgment Day”—the “God” who took Wen Yun away would judge whether she was qualified to remain in this world.

“Do you have any wishes or places you want to go after graduation?” Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but ask Ruan Yu.

“After the scores come out, I want to go back to my hometown, tell my grandparents the good news, and then go to C-City to find my aunt,” Ruan Yu said. “My aunt and I have already discussed it. She will prepare an internship position for me and pay me a salary, which will help me know where to focus after I start university.”

She paused. “What about you? Where will you go?”

Wen Yun guessed what she meant and considered her words carefully, saying, “If possible, I don’t want to go anywhere except with you.”

“Really?!” Ruan Yu’s heart swelled with joy.

“I sincerely hope that’s the case, but I may not be able to decide,” Wen Yun said helplessly. “You also understand that some rules are beyond our control.”

Even though she had anticipated such a cautious answer, Ruan Yu still felt a piercing pain in her heart, like a needle prick. The intense emotion was quickly subdued by rationality. She nestled closer to Wen Yun, clutching her clothes, and murmured, “Mmh, I understand.”

Sensing her low mood, Wen Yun quickly changed the subject: “After graduation, I want to dye my hair and get my ears pierced.”

Ruan Yu: ?

“A friend once told me that while you’re young, you should follow trends at least once,” Wen Yun explained with a smile, meeting Ruan Yu’s surprised gaze. “I played the role of a good child for too many years. Later, when I was truly free, I didn’t want to bother with that stuff anymore; I thought it was a waste of time.”

Ruan Yu exclaimed “Oh” in realization and asked curiously, “What color do you want to dye it?”

“A tea color,” Wen Yun said. “And maybe curl the ends a little. It will look more mature and composed.”

As she described it, Ruan Yu was already imagining what she would look like with dyed and curled hair.

“It’s probably best not to pierce your ears, right?” Ruan Yu touched her own ear. “I heard it’s easy to get infected. Some people constantly have pus after they get them done, and if you don’t wear earrings for a while, the holes grow back!”

“Then I won’t get them pierced. Dying my hair is enough,” Wen Yun nodded. “Oh, let’s go shopping then. You won’t have a school uniform in university, so you’ll need clothes for all four seasons.”

Ruan Yu quickly waved her hand: “No to that! I don’t have financial independence yet, so I can’t spend money extravagantly!”

“I calculated it. The assistance funds Brother gave us are enough to last five years if we save a little!” Wen Yun said. “A girl shouldn’t skimp on clothes and appearance…”

They chatted for the entire evening, as if that beautiful future was already within reach.

Neither of them brought up the possibility of separation again.

The countdown to the college entrance exam was like an hourglass, with each passing day reducing the time left.

Early May included the Labour Day holiday, but most Grade 12 students didn’t have the mind to relax. Some even voluntarily applied to stay at school for self-study during the weekend, fearing that leaving the classroom or campus would slacken their taut nerves.

Wen Yun and Ruan Yu were no exceptions. During the May Day holiday, they only took time to take the tuxedo cat to the rescue station for vaccinations and bought a few small toys for the cat, without lingering too long.

Perhaps due to the housekeeper’s meticulous care at the old residence, the tuxedo cat had “put on weight” over the past few months. When it lay on the floor and acted spoiled, it was almost a “clumsy, fat ball”.

Because of this, Ruan Yu even took time every night to go out and “walk the cat,” treating it as light exercise for herself and a way to relax her eyes and cervical spine.

Wen Yun usually went with her, but recently, her study intensity was too great. After getting home, all she wanted to do was eat and collapse. Ruan Yu, seeing her distress, often asked the accompanying bodyguard to bring her back to rest after only a short walk.

—To ensure their personal safety during the exam preparation period, Grandfather Wen had hired six veteran bodyguards to follow them discreetly. Even if a van suddenly stopped by the road and a car full of people emerged, they wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.

In a way, the sense of security Ruan Yu struggled to get from her blood relatives was sufficiently compensated for by Grandfather Wen.

Time flew by. The college entrance exam physical check-up, the third mock exam, graduation photo shoot…

One event after another proceeded in an orderly fashion, paving the way for the final sprint phase.

Just before the college entrance exam, because Langying High School was designated as a testing center, all academic buildings were converted into exam rooms. All Grade 12 students moved to the Science Lab building before the exam, and the Elite Stream students returned to their original classes.

The desks in the Science Lab building were long tables for four people. Knowing these were the last few days of their high school life, the homeroom teacher stopped managing seating, allowing everyone to sit with whomever they chose.

So, Ruan Yu, carrying her pile of books, sat openly next to Wen Yun.

Wen Yun’s desk-mate was still He Sheng, and next to He Sheng sat Lin Qiqi.

It was said that Lin Qiqi initially wanted to sit next to Ruan Yu but was worried about them “flirting” during their review. After much internal debate, she decided not to be the third wheel.

Hearing her grumble about her internal worries, Wen Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she had no intention of clarifying anything to her.

After all, during the lunch break, a certain person did like to use her school uniform jacket as cover to secretly intertwine her fingers with Wen Yun’s on the desktop.

Perhaps because she had been frequently experiencing major exams since last October, Wen Yun didn’t feel as nervous as she expected when the real college entrance exam for just Chinese, Math, and English arrived.

Even so, before rushing to each exam, she still high-fived Ruan Yu, though the dialogue this time changed from “Academic God, carry me to a pass” to the simpler “Let’s do our best together.”

She knew Ruan Yu preferred to hear that.

The three-day exam proceeded with one subject per day. When the final bell for the English exam rang, Wen Yun walked out of the exam room, feeling a complete wave of relief wash over her.

The students hadn’t even moved back to the academic building yet, and pieces of paper were already flying everywhere—the debris of textbooks and test papers. The grade-level patrol teacher even stood at the broadcast station window, warning students over the school-wide speaker whenever they saw books being thrown or papers being torn.

Yet, despite the warnings, the patrol teacher’s voice held a note of laughter.

They had successfully sent off another batch of future hopes.

As Wen Yun carried her books back to her original classroom, she was immediately overwhelmed by the cheers erupting all around.

The class monitor covered her ears and wrote the graduation ceremony time on the blackboard, shouting to everyone: “We’re planting a Wishing Tree at the graduation ceremony! We’re burying time capsules! Remember to think of your future wishes in advance!! And remember to go to the Communist Youth League office to pick up your organization files—”

Amidst the clamor, Wen Yun felt her arms lighten. She looked up and saw Ruan Yu taking her books.

“It’s over.”

Ruan Yu’s voice wasn’t loud, but Wen Yun carefully read her lips, understood her meaning, and smiled in response.

The most difficult period was finally coming to an end.

Waiting for the scores was a long process. With the huge burden lifted, Wen Yun suddenly didn’t know what to do with herself.

However, the survival time on her attributes panel hadn’t stopped deducting, suggesting she would have to get past the BE node before entering the next phase.

So, on the third day after the college entrance exam, fully relaxed, she walked into the art room, picked up a pencil, propped up her drawing board, and listened to the Grade 8 Etudes drifting from the music room. With a slight movement of her wrist, she began to draw her experiences since coming to this world in the form of a short comic.

—This was the inspiration given to her by Wen Yun’s diary entry that day.

If the “God’s” judgment was to take her away, she could at least leave behind some memories of herself in this world, just like Wen Yun, and this action wouldn’t violate the spatial-temporal rules.

She spent half a month drawing. Each short comic was given to Ruan Yu upon completion and was carefully stored in a folder in Ruan Yu’s school bag.

Ruan Yu didn’t actually like these drawings.

Although they were that person’s sincere response and record of her confession, they felt too much like a suicide note. She hardly dared to tell that person that every time she received a new drawing, she had to lock herself in her room and cry for a long time before she could calm down.

Yet, despite feeling this way, she was still willing to keep them safe.

—If she was the only one in this world who knew that person had been here, then she would be the only one to remember her.

The morning of June 22nd, the day the college entrance exam scores were released.

Wen Yun was half-asleep when she heard a strange, “sizzling” sound, somewhat like the malfunctioning system sound in a TV drama. She was instantly jolted awake and urgently called out to the System: “Hello? Hello? System? Little Green Tea? Are you okay?”

The only response was still the “sizzling” sound.

Fortunately, the attribute panel could still be opened normally. Wen Yun couldn’t fall back asleep and anxiously clicked on every detail page she could access.

Don’t tell me the System is breaking down because the BE node is approaching?

Wen Yun was worrying about what she would do if the System really broke down when a familiar female voice suddenly sounded in her mind: “Congratulations to the Host for being about to push the plot into a brand new stage! Opening the Advanced Exchange Mall and unlocking the “Protagonist Affection” value!”

Accompanied by the sound of fireworks, the new Mall page automatically jumped into Wen Yun’s view. A new Affection column was added above the usual Tea-ness currency.

Compared to her usually meager Tea-ness value, the Affection value, which was as high as tens of thousands, shocked Wen Yun.

“…Do you still remember that you’re a Green Tea System?” After a long silence, she asked in surprise.

(End of Main Story)

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