Healing the Black Lotus Female Supporting Character (Transmigration into a Book - ABO) - Chapter 39 (END OF MAIN STORY )

The next day, for the college entrance exam, Bian Chengyi’s mother had arranged for their driver to pick them up an hour early to take them to their assigned testing center at another high school. After all, it just so happened that she and Hua You had been placed at the same school, so going together was more convenient.

Hua You’s family in this world also came to wait for her outside the exam center. Even her mother took time off from work and returned to the city specifically to be by her side for this important occasion. As the two girls got out of the car, Hua You’s mother encouraged them with a warm smile:

“Don’t worry, just relax. Treat it like a regular test. As long as you do your best, that’s enough.”

Hua You’s father, on the other hand, was noticeably more nervous. He paced back and forth along the sidewalk, muttering loudly to himself, “It’ll be fine, it’ll be fine, it’ll be fine. Hua Hua, don’t be nervous, okay? Heaven will surely bless our little Hua Hua!”

As for Bian Chengyi’s mother, she arrived in a separate car. Upon meeting the two girls, who were still reviewing classical Chinese poetry, she immediately handed each of them a large red envelope.

“Take this for good luck, good luck! Like I said, if you two still want to be together after all this, just consider this a little meeting gift.”

Then she continued handing out small red envelopes to Bian Chengyi’s teachers and classmates.

“Thank you for always taking care of those two kids… Hey, it’s okay, children can have some too—no need to return it, take more! Wishing you all fiery success on the exams!”

Bian Chengyi, holding the red envelope: …

Hua You, holding the red envelope: Taking the money and running off feels… kind of wrong, doesn’t it?

The two girls exchanged a look and chuckled, slipping the envelopes discreetly into their bags without a word.

The first subject was Chinese. The exam would last four days in total—liberal arts subjects (excluding English) over the first two days, science subjects over the next two, and English as the final exam.

Right before entering the exam room, Hua You and Bian Chengyi shared a meaningful glance and gave each other a tight hug.

“Make sure your essay is steady and positive, okay? You hear me, Sister Bian?” Hua You said anxiously as she hugged her, “I’m not worried about anything else—just scared your essay will end up sounding completely depressing…”

Bian Chengyi rested her head on Hua You’s shoulder for a moment. The scent of peach blossoms drifted lazily to her nose, suddenly making her feel incredibly awake and focused. She pulled back, smiling confidently.

“Don’t worry. My writing will shine brighter than the sun.”

They then pressed their palms together, fingers interlocking for two seconds before letting go.

Sitting in the exam room with the paper in front of her, Hua You felt that the test questions were rather auspicious. The classical poetry section included the line:
“Riding swiftly with the spring breeze, I see all the flowers of Chang’an in a single day.”
It felt like a blessing meant just for students like her.

As for the essay prompt, it was profoundly philosophical:

“Some believe the world is an illusion, a dream of one’s own making, and that the ultimate meaning of life is emptiness. Others disagree. What is your view?”

Hua You ended her essay with the following words:

“Perhaps life is a dream, but dreams can still bring us insight. In this fleeting mirage, what sights have you seen? What truths have you discovered? These experiences are not void—they are real, and they belong to you. Some say that nothingness only begets more nothingness. But to me, even from emptiness, something real can be born—so long as you genuinely believe in it. That belief can leave a mark somewhere in the world, perhaps even spark a resonance that echoes across centuries.”

She once truly believed that transmigrating into a novel was absurd—something that could only happen in fiction.

But when it happened to her, Hua You sometimes couldn’t help but wonder: which world was real, and which was the illusion? Did her existence hold any genuine meaning at all?

Eventually, she realized that instead of torturing herself with these questions, it was better to just reach for what she truly wanted.

Like human love—even though it often ends in tragedy when faced with death, if you could freeze a single beautiful moment within that doomed love, the tragedy could be transformed into joy.

Yes, it’s that simple.

If they could freeze this moment right now…

She didn’t want to part ways with Bian Chengyi.

She hoped they could embrace this happiness and strive to leave a mark—proof that they once existed in this world.

The moment I saw you, I couldn’t help but smile.

Who’s to say… that isn’t the ultimate meaning of life?

Meanwhile, in another exam room, Bian Chengyi, after some deep thought, wrote something slightly different from Hua You:

“Even if the truth of the world is nothingness, even if life is fleeting as a bloom, even if the sun will one day burn out and the universe holds mysteries forever beyond our grasp—I choose to fight that void.”

“My life is a battle. A constant resistance.”

“To truly seize control of my fate, to leave a mark of my existence, and to find meaning in my being… most of all, for the people I want to protect—”

“I will fight against nothingness, to the very end.”

When she finished and set down her pen, it felt like a sword being returned to its sheath.

The four days of exams passed both slowly and quickly. Every time Hua You approached a new test, she did so with the mindset that this could be the final one. Each stroke of her pen felt sacred. Before she knew it, it was the evening before the final English exam.

Before the test, many classmates had reached out to Hua You online.

Lu Qianzi told her she’d checked her answers and believed she’d outdone herself on the chemistry exam.
Lin Lingwan admitted she felt a little uneasy, but she was confident she could still get into her dream university.
Pei Fei said she felt great about her performance and was optimistic that all her hard work would finally pay off.

Even aside from her three roommates, Fang Jinyu also messaged her to compare math answers. They ended the conversation feeling satisfied.

Hua You replied half-jokingly, “You’re that confident mine are the right ones?”

Fang Jinyu sent back a smiley face:

“Of course. You’re like a Sleeping Beauty overlord.”

But the one person Hua You most wanted to hear from—Bian Chengyi—never reached out to compare answers.

It gave Hua You a strange sense of unease, like the kind one gets when returning to their hometown after a long time. She opened Bian Chengyi’s chat window several times, trying to ask if she was okay, but hesitated over and over, deleting her messages before hitting send. She was afraid that if the results weren’t good, it might affect Bian Chengyi’s mood before the English exam. But if she didn’t ask, she worried it would seem like she didn’t care enough about the person she loved. Either way, it didn’t feel right.

While Hua You was still stuck in that spiral of indecision, it was Bian Chengyi who unexpectedly found her first—right before the English exam, at the school gate.

She didn’t say much—just two words:

“Don’t worry.”

That was enough.

Without further conversation, the two exchanged a knowing smile, then turned and walked to their respective exam rooms.

English was the kind of subject that relied more on long-term accumulation. It rarely threw any real surprises. After completing the listening section, Hua You felt a sense of calm. She knew this level of difficulty wouldn’t trouble her, and she was almost certain now that enrollment at Ke University was already in the bag.

When the final bell rang, she put down her pen with a mix of relief and solemnity. It felt like the kind of moment where a warrior takes one last breath before never looking back. But she knew—these papers would give her the answers she needed. There was no reason for regret.

Still, when Hua You walked out with the crowd and saw the waves of students heading off together, chatting with their best friends—”Where are we going to hang out?” “What should we eat?” “Planning to travel this summer?”—she felt an odd sense of disconnection.

It was all so lively around her… and yet to her, it didn’t feel quite real.

Was it… really over?

Yes, just like that—the gaokao was over.

After all those months of hard work, countless sleepless nights, and daily battles with stress and self-doubt, they had finally reached the end. The finish line. It was time to welcome a new dawn.

Hua You looked around, and for some reason, a powerful feeling welled up inside her.

She turned—and saw Bian Chengyi instantly.

She wasn’t wearing her glasses that day. Her high ponytail was tied with the very same hair tie Hua You had given her. Dressed in her short-sleeved school uniform, she looked youthful and full of life. When she smiled, it was radiant and free of all the gloom and guardedness she’d once carried. In that moment, Hua You felt like she was seeing a completely new version of Bian Chengyi…

Or perhaps, the real Bian Chengyi.

She jumped down from the steps and started running toward Hua You.

Seeing her, and then glancing at the game-like interface showing a “blackened value” cleared to zero and a “mission progress” bar at 99%, Hua You suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

She opened her mouth and shouted—

“Sister Bian——!”

Bian Chengyi pushed through the crowd, weaving her way toward Hua You like a nimble fish darting through water.

Tears were already streaming down Hua You’s face, but she was still trying her best to smile.

She called out loudly:

“Sister Bian—slow down! There’s no rush!”

We were destined to meet. It was the system’s arrangement, a match written into the code. A harmony of souls. Fated lovers.

Just then, Hua You watched in alarm as Bian Chengyi was jostled by the crowd and took a fall. Without even stopping to tie her now-loose shoelaces, Hua You dashed forward in panic, yelling at the top of her lungs:

“Bian Chengyi! I love you!!! Don’t rush like that—it hurts!”

Bian Chengyi got back up. A small cut on her forehead had begun to bleed, but she simply shook her head and smiled at Hua You.

That smile—pure, joyful, unguarded—was the most radiant one Hua You had ever seen on her face in this world.

Congratulations! Task complete. Do you wish to return to your original world?

No.

Warning: You will remain permanently in the book world! Confirm again—do you wish to return to your original world?

No.

Final confirmation—do you wish to return to your original world?

No.

…

They had found each other—at last—just as the system prepared to shut down, submitting its final, heartfelt report:

“Transmigration World No. 2039: Instability and cycles resolved. Entering normal mode. Yes—the task executor has chosen to remain. Will not return to the original world…”

But Hua You wasn’t listening to any of that anymore.

In the midst of the crowd of students dispersing after the final bell, they ran toward each other—and embraced tightly…

—then shared a long, deep kiss.

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