Healing the Black Lotus Female Supporting Character (Transmigration into a Book

After the speech, when evening self-study ended, Fang Huai walked over to Fang Jinyu’s side. The two of them locked eyes for a few silent seconds before quietly walking out of the classroom together.

Just before they left, Fang Jinyu turned around and gave Hua You a small smile.

“So nice…” Hua You sighed softly. “Looks like they’re getting back together.”

Bian Chengyi took Hua You’s schoolbag and looped her arm through hers. “Forget about other people. You’ve been talking all day—let’s get back and let you rest.”

“That’s not ‘other people.’ That’s your precious ‘Xiaoyu,’” Hua You muttered. “One day, will you start calling me ‘someone else’ too?”

For no reason at all, Bian Chengyi felt a flicker of guilt.

A long time ago, she’d once told Fang Jinyu to ignore what “others” said—and back then, that “other” included Hua You, who didn’t get along with her at all…

But of course, Bian Chengyi would never admit that now. She simply said, “I won’t.”

“You don’t have to worry. That day will never come.” She looked up at the sky. “The moon sees everything, after all.”

Hua You laughed. “Wow, Sister Bian. Didn’t expect you to be this superstitious.”

Truth be told, she was tired. After doing a few more problems and helping Bian Chengyi walk through a complicated physics question, Hua You took a shower and curled up on her bed to continue reading The Tragic Love Story of Two Omegas.

But the more she read, the more something felt… off.

Hadn’t Sister Bian been in the bathroom for a really long time?

The water had stopped running, but the door still hadn’t opened. Alarmed, Hua You jumped out of bed and knocked.

“Sister Bian? Are you okay in there?”

No response.

Panicking, Hua You didn’t hesitate. She pushed the door open—only to find Bian Chengyi slumped on the floor in her pajamas, her back against the sink, clutching her chest with a pained expression.

Hua You’s heart dropped. Just as she turned to run for help, Bian Chengyi grabbed her wrist.

“It’s okay… I’m fine. My… susceptibility period came early, that’s all…”

Ah.

And just like that, all of Hua You’s quick wit disappeared. Her mind blanked out.

She knew the basics of this biological process—but not enough. Not in detail.

She helped Bian Chengyi up and led her slowly to the bed. Bian was taller than her, so Hua You moved carefully and gently. But the closer they got, the more Hua You could smell her—ocean breeze and warmth filled her nose, making her heart pound as if it were being dunked underwater and pulled up again. It was a long, slow, addictive breathlessness.

Finally, she got her to bed. Just as Hua You was about to go downstairs to get some hot water, she heard Bian Chengyi’s voice—weak and curled up under the blanket:

“Don’t go… stay here, little cat…”

Hua You sighed and sat beside her, worried, speaking more to herself than anyone else:
“Sister Bian, how can I help you feel better…”

She reached out and touched her forehead. “Good… no fever.”

Bian Chengyi gently grabbed her wrist. “I’m okay… Just need to get through tonight… I’ll be fine tomorrow…”

But the pain on her face wasn’t going away. After a long moment of hesitation, Hua You had a strange idea.

Should… should I just let her bite me again?

When she whispered that suggestion to Bian Chengyi, she shook her head with her eyes closed.

“No need. Just having you here… just your scent… helps.”

And just like that, a lightbulb went off in Hua You’s mind.

Don’t get the wrong idea don’t get the wrong idea don’t get the wrong idea!

She turned off the light. Darkness filled the room like water.

Then she lay down beside Bian Chengyi and slowly, gently wrapped her arms around her.

But instead of calming down, Bian’s breathing only grew quicker.

Hua You began to panic.

What now?

She frantically searched on her phone: How to help during a susceptibility period. Most results said the same things—“take medicine” or… “intimate contact.”

What did they mean by “intimate contact”?! Hugging doesn’t count?

Still, Hua You got up and tried to help Bian Chengyi take her medicine first.

But Bian, half-conscious and barely able to open her eyes, refused to swallow.

Now she really looks like one of those sickly heroines in a romance novel, Hua You thought. She’s usually so strong, always talking to me with that calm voice—and now she can’t even keep her eyes open…

Bian Chengyi opened her eyes slightly. “Thank you… but I really don’t want to take medicine anymore…”

If this pain could kill her, she thought… maybe it should.

Because of this condition, she couldn’t even bring herself to tell her little cat that she wanted to care for her forever.

—That she wanted to keep her forever.

She wanted to wake up every morning to Hua You’s sleepy face. And every night, go to bed to Hua You’s sweet smile saying, “Good night.”

She’d gotten used to that. So used to it, she couldn’t even imagine life without Hua You anymore.

The thought of losing her made the pain even worse—tears welled in her eyes.

Seeing that she still refused to take the medicine, Hua You grew desperate.

She had another bold idea.

She placed the capsule in her mouth, leaned in…

And kissed Bian Chengyi.

…

Bian Chengyi swallowed the medicine through the kiss—uncertain, surprised. Her pupils widened just slightly.

Seeing that Bian Chengyi had finally swallowed the medicine, Hua You quickly sat up and helped her sit upright. Looking flustered and a bit embarrassed, she said,
“Sister Bian, I wasn’t trying to take advantage of you or anything. I just thought, while you were out of it…”

Before she could finish her sentence, it was her turn to be stunned.

Bian Chengyi, now sitting on the edge of the bed, gently held her face and kissed her—deeply.

“Payment,” she whispered with a soft smile against her ear.

“Now we’re even.”

Hua You sat frozen, still lost in the lingering feeling of that kiss.

How to describe it…?

It was strange—but in a wonderful way.

She had always been indifferent to physical closeness. Sometimes she’d get curious, but never enough to really care. But now, with someone she genuinely liked…

She realized something.

She was… happy.

Yes—really, truly happy.

It was a pure, indescribable kind of happiness.

I kind of want to kiss her again…

But no—she was still sick. Hua You quickly pushed aside her wild thoughts and, cheeks flushed, asked softly,
“How are you feeling now? Is it any better?”

Bian Chengyi lowered her head, thinking for a moment. “I think… it’s a lot better.”

That made Hua You spring to her feet. “This ‘illness’ of yours—is it just an excuse to get close to people?! Last time it was hugging, now it’s kissing…”

But halfway through her mock outrage, she gave in and quietly sat back down beside Bian Chengyi’s bed.
“As long as you’re feeling better… Are you still in pain, Sister Bian?”

“No matter what,” Bian Chengyi said with a crooked smile, “even though it hurts a lot, after what you just did… it doesn’t feel quite so bad anymore. I think I was more shocked than anything.”

“Sigh… Now what am I supposed to tell Lin Lingwan if she asks me about this?” Hua You frowned, troubled. “I mean… does this count as our first kiss? One was to give you medicine, and the other was to repay it, so technically… it doesn’t count, right? Right, Sister Bian?”

Bian Chengyi licked the corner of her lips, smiling like a lazy fox.
“Well… all I want to say is—your kissing skills are terrible. You don’t even know how to breathe properly.”

“You sound like some kind of expert,” Hua You muttered, nervously fiddling with her fingers, completely avoiding eye contact. “It wasn’t that bad, okay… Hmph.”

Bian Chengyi chuckled, then pulled her into a half-hug.

“Then… my little cat, would you be willing… to help me practice a bit more?”

“…Huh?”

Before Hua You could react, she turned her face and found herself pulled into another kiss.

This one… was much longer than the first two.

Hua You still hadn’t figured out how to breathe properly during a kiss, but even as her lungs began to ache, she didn’t want to let go. The ocean breeze scent surrounded her—it felt like she was being swept away by a slow, steady tide, and she didn’t mind sinking into it.

If only… there were no system.

If only I were just the Hua You from this book.

The Hua You in the story—no matter who she was—would be loved. Unlike the real her, who, no matter how perfect or beautiful, was always met with caution, distance, or shallow curiosity.

But tonight, Hua You thought, Just this once, let me lose control.

Just this once, let me be reckless.

After the kiss, Hua You helped Bian Chengyi lie down again and gently patted her back with a soft rhythm.

“Sister Bian, once you fall asleep… the pain will go away.”

Bian Chengyi stretched out her hand and grasped Hua You’s.

“No need to pat.”

“Just stay with me for ten minutes. Even if I don’t fall asleep, you can go rest afterward.”

She added softly,
“My mom used to tell me she was too busy with work… and that I needed to learn to be independent.”

“When I was little, I always asked her to stay with me until I fell asleep, but she never would. She wouldn’t even buy me a stuffed animal.”

“When I turned fifteen and started having susceptibility periods, the pain made it impossible to sleep. I was too scared to tell her. But once… it hurt so badly I really thought I might hit my head against the wall.”

“I actually tried… That was when she finally realized something was wrong. She took me to a doctor, and they diagnosed me and gave me medication.”

“She told me I had something wrong with me… And maybe in some ways, I do…”

“But even now, all I really want… is someone to stay with me when I’m hurting.”

Hua You leaned in and comforted her gently:

“Sister, there’s nothing wrong with you.”

“In my eyes, you’re the most beautiful, the kindest, and the best girl in the world. Maybe that’s why the heavens gave you the burden of this painful condition…”

“But don’t worry.”

In that moment, Hua You decided that just this once, it was okay to tell a beautiful lie—if it could ease her pain, even a little.

— “I’ll always, always stay by your side, Sister.”

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