Healing the Black Lotus Female Supporting Character (Transmigration into a Book - ABO) - Chapter 38
Lately, Class 3 of Senior Year had made the headlines again.
What headlines?
Hua You and Bian Chengyi—the former sworn enemies—were together!
Ah… but hadn’t that happened a long time ago? Didn’t that Sleeping Beauty Demon Lord confess during the school assembly ages back?
No, no! This time it was different!
Now it was the legendary class beauty, the Xishi Class Rep, chasing the Demon Queen! No one knew exactly why Hua You wanted to “take a break,” but it looked like a classic “win her back or die trying” arc!
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After the PE college exams ended, all sports classes were replaced by Mr. Xu’s math lectures. And Hua You—well, she was practically comatose during them.
But unfortunately for her, Mr. Xu loved picking her to answer questions. Every time she got startled awake and stared blankly at the board, it was Bian Chengyi beside her who calmly leaned over and whispered the answer.
And Hua You? She just politely murmured a “thanks,” as if their relationship really wasn’t what it used to be…
Not worse exactly—just… rearranged.
The sweetness was still there, but the roles had shifted a little.
—It was Bian Chengyi who had started to feel uncertain.
She’d quietly ask, “What do you want for lunch today?”
Then almost in a whisper: “Would you… want to eat with me?”
And Hua You, still half-asleep, would groggily sit up, not even getting the chance to yawn:
“Of course, Sister Bian. We’re still friends, aren’t we?”
Sometimes Bian Chengyi would come back from the campus store with an armful of snacks:
“Try these. Tell me which ones you like—I’ll go buy more.”
Faced with the mountain of goodies, Hua You would raise an eyebrow, then squirrel them away like a little hamster. She’d sneak bites during class when Mr. Xu wasn’t looking.
Every time she got caught, Mr. Xu could only sigh. He didn’t even scold her. He just gave her a light pat on the head—though not too hard, because he worried Bian Chengyi would get upset—and smiled apologetically:
“Mind if I tap your girlfriend on the head?”
Hua You panicked: “Mr. Xu! If someone’s at fault, it’s me! It’s got nothing to do with Sister Bian!”
“I bought them.”
Huh?
I was trying to cover for you, and you just outed yourself??
But Bian Chengyi remained perfectly serious:
“Mr. Xu, I bought them. If anyone should be punished, it’s me.”
In a rush, Hua You shoved a chocolate bar—her favorite—into Mr. Xu’s hands and pleaded with puppy eyes:
“Please let this one go, pretty please~”
Mr. Xu sighed internally. So this is what Director Lu meant when he said he’s constantly being shown off on by students in love.
Young people these days! Mr. Xu tapped Hua You lightly on the temple:
“Next time, don’t sneak food in class. It sets a bad example, got it?”
Hua You nodded obediently.
Back in the dorm that evening, the two of them sat at their desks, each focused on their own practice papers.
And when it was just the two of them… a rare, quiet sense of calm settled between them.
While munching on potato chips, Hua You suddenly lit up at a good problem and called over:
“Sister Bian, come check this out—this question is a textbook example!”
Bian Chengyi walked over and leaned down beside her, quietly watching her explain the steps.
It was like they had gently peeled away the complications that went beyond friendship. But even now, walking side by side, they still held hands—that much hadn’t changed. It was a little silent agreement between them.
And if there was something Hua You didn’t want to do, Bian Chengyi would be careful, never crossing her boundaries.
But even so, when she saw Hua You walk out of the shower with damp hair, awkwardly trying to dry it—
Bian Chengyi couldn’t help herself.
She picked up the blow dryer and gently ran her fingers through Hua You’s hair. The soft strands tickled slightly.
“Sister Bian, you’re spacing out.” Hua You puffed her cheeks and said, “You’ve been drying this same spot for ages now.”
“Ah—” Bian Chengyi snapped back to herself, blushing a little. “Sorry…”
“So now you’re saying sorry to me?” Hua You chuckled, visibly delighted. “You’re being so polite all of a sudden. Don’t be like that, Sister Bian.”
Bian Chengyi raised an eyebrow. “I wonder who was the one saying ‘thank you’ just now.”
That shut Hua You right up.
The night before the college entrance exam, the whole class held a small farewell party during evening study hall.
Hua You’s three roommates pulled her into a big group photo and insisted she sign it.
“Huahua, once you become a viral blogger with millions of fans, we’ll be rich! Here—sign twice!”
That, of course, was Lin Lingwan’s idea. And beside her, Pei Fei blushed slightly as she asked,
“Huahua, can I… can I touch your hand?”
Hua You held her hand out generously. “Go ahead, touch away.”
After all three of them took turns touching the “lucky hand” of their resident top student, Bian Chengyi finally stepped forward.
Still beaming, Hua You extended her hand again. “Come on, Sister Bian—your turn.”
Bian Chengyi just smiled. “No need. I get to touch it every day. Let them have their moment.”
Hua You: Huh?
Before she could respond, Bian Chengyi pulled her into a hug.
Leaning close to her ear, she whispered,
“Let me hold you. That way, we’ll both have really good luck.”
Wrapped in her arms, Hua You laughed softly and hugged her back.
“We’ll both have wonderful, wonderful luck.”
Later that evening, at the front of the classroom, Lu Qianzi—who was known for her photography skills—snapped a photo of Hua You and Bian Chengyi.
In the picture, one girl smiled brightly, the other shyly.
But they stood so very, very close together.
That night, Hua You stared at the task bar—stuck at 99%—and fell into deep thought.
“System-kun?”
“Yes, I’m here.”
“Can I… cash in my reward early? I mean, the mission’s almost complete.”
“Let me check authorization… Yes. Permission granted.”
“Tonight, because of your outstanding progress, you may claim your reward early.”
“Tonight, you’ll dream of your parents.”
After receiving the news, Hua You couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She tossed and turned restlessly in her dorm bed.
Bian Chengyi, who had been reading classical Chinese poetry, heard her stirring. After a moment of silence, she asked gently,
“Can’t sleep?”
“Mm.” Hua You nodded. “The system told me… tonight, I’ll be able to dream of my real parents. So I… just can’t calm down enough to fall asleep.”
Bian Chengyi closed her book and moved closer to comfort her.
“Then let me tell you a story.”
Hua You laughed quietly.
“More than a fairytale, I want to hear one of your stories, Sister Bian.”
“My stories? What don’t you already know?” Bian Chengyi smiled warmly.
“Then let me tell you something instead… You know, Sister Bian, the first time I met you, I could tell right away that your true personality wasn’t quite what you showed on the surface.” Hua You turned to look at her, laying on her side. “Back then, there was a period where I was grinding my teeth over you—thinking this task is way too hard.”
“But somehow, little by little… it didn’t feel so bad anymore. In fact, I even started to kind of… enjoy it.”
“Hehe… don’t laugh at me when I say this.” She chuckled softly. “Even though I was the one supposed to ‘win you over’ for the mission, I think… I was the one who fell for you first.”
“Hearing that from you makes me really happy.” Bian Chengyi tucked the blanket gently over her.
“Just try to sleep—I’ll keep talking… You know, I’m not even sure what kind of person I really am. People say I’m gentle, but it’s mostly because I don’t find many things worth fussing over anymore… after all, I’ve lived once already, haven’t I?”
“There was a time when I believed no matter how hard I tried, I wouldn’t make it into Ke University. That no matter what I did, I’d never make my mother proud again…” Her voice grew softer.
“But you… you changed my world.”
“I’ve thought about it—and when the exam is over, if I can’t find you… I’ll just keep looking.”
“You’re the only proof that I’ve ever really lived in this world.”
“I’ll start by searching the school—maybe you’re just napping somewhere, or feeding Mistshadow, or playing with some random kitten again… Or maybe I’ll go from city to city, every tourist spot, every quiet little corner… I’ll go wherever I need to, to find you,” Bian Chengyi whispered firmly.
“So if you really choose to go back—don’t say goodbye to me, okay?”
“Please… don’t say goodbye.”
As Hua You finally drifted off, Bian Chengyi’s eyes reddened with emotion.
She sat quietly beside her bed. The room was dimly lit, the dorm small—but it somehow felt vast and cold.
For a brief moment, she felt utterly alone.
—
Meanwhile, Hua You was walking through a glowing white light.
In the distance, a couple was approaching her hand in hand, smiling gently.
Even though she had never seen them before, Hua You knew instinctively—these were her parents.
“Dad… Mom…”
Tears welled up in her eyes. Her voice trembled as she called out and ran toward them.
Her parents just smiled and pulled her into a warm embrace.
“We didn’t name you ‘You’ so you’d grow up to be a little crybaby,” her father teased gently.
“Sweetheart, don’t cry. I know things haven’t been easy. But you’ve always been our pride.”
Her mother spoke softly next, “Huahua, Mom knows what’s been troubling you… and your dad and I feel the same way.” She gently pressed her cheek to Hua You’s, comforting her with a soothing tone.
“If you truly want to stay… we won’t blame you.”
“Every world exists in parallel. A person doesn’t only exist in one place—they exist wherever they truly lived.”
“And if you want proof that you’ve really lived—”
“Huahua… I think you’ve already found it.”
As their figures began to fade, Hua You reached out instinctively to grab them—only to grasp at air.
Her mother smiled and said:
“If you can’t hold on to us anymore… then go hold on to her.”
“She’s right by your side. Always has been.”
“You might think you’ve been the one staying with her, the one loving her… but in truth, she’s been doing the same all along. Her love for you—pure and unburdened—is a strength, a belief, beyond any system or rule.”
“She’s been waiting for you to finally reach out and truly grab her hand.”
“We can only walk with you this far, my darling.”
“So, we hope, from this day on… our little Huahua will live without sorrow, in full bloom—”
“And find the true meaning of her existence.”