Healing the Black Lotus Female Supporting Character (Transmigration into a Book - ABO) - Chapter 29

Hua You narrowed her eyes slightly. “You’re treating me like a cat, aren’t you, Sister Bian?”

Bian Chengyi ruffled Hua You’s hair a bit harder and gave her a light tap on the head. “Go wash up now. Time for dinner.”

That week, there was a three-day cultural exam period. Aside from P.E., they had three subjects per day, with the remaining time set aside for self-study. Hua You—dubbed the “Sleeping Beauty Demon King”—was always caught napping during self-study sessions and dragged up by Director Lu. Half a scolding, half an encouragement, she was repeatedly reminded to take her exams seriously. After all, the school’s honor depended on students like them.

“We need to surpass the school next door, you know?” Director Lu said. “Even if the average score isn’t higher, the top student must be from our school. You and Chengyi both have to work hard.”

Hua You had heard this so often her ears practically formed calluses. She could almost fall asleep standing. In contrast, Bian Chengyi simply gave a gentle smile and nudged Hua You’s head, which kept drooping lower and then jerking back up again.

“Don’t worry, Director Lu. I’ll keep an eye on her.”

Hua You blinked groggily, trying to force herself awake, and instinctively responded, “Don’t worry, I’ll secure top three… maybe even first…”

“Top three? Aim for number one!” Director Lu scolded with a laugh.

I’m not even an Alpha… Hua You muttered under her breath. Director Lu didn’t quite catch it, but Bian Chengyi heard every word clearly. Keeping a calm face, she said, “Director Lu, we’ll head back to review now.”

On the way back to their seats, she asked in a low voice, “What kind of weird novels have you been reading lately?”

“Huh?” Hua You needed a moment to react. She had to admit, ever since transmigrating into this world, the novel archives here had been brand new to her—like a hamster dropped into a barrel of rice. She was absolutely thrilled.

“I’m reading one right now called The Tragic Love Story of Two Omegas or something like that. Ugh, the heroine is seriously miserable—car crash, fake identity, all that drama. I’m just holding on until we hit the other heroine’s emotional breakdown arc. I live for the angst!” The more Hua You talked, the more excited she became, all traces of drowsiness gone.

Bian Chengyi had grown used to Hua You’s taste for bizarre stories. No matter how absurd the plot, she barely reacted anymore. “It’s exam week. I’m not saying you can’t read them—just don’t stay up all night. It’s bad for your eyes.”

“You think I didn’t notice you secretly using your phone under the covers?” Bian Chengyi raised an eyebrow. “If my bed weren’t closer to the door, you’d have been caught long ago.”

“Okay okay, don’t be mad, Sister Bian.” Hua You gave her trademark grin. “How about we start planning how to relax after exams?”

“Anywhere you want to go?” Bian Chengyi caught the hint in her words.

Hua You’s eyes curved into crescents. “I want to go to the aquarium. But going alone feels so lonely… What do you think, Sister Bian?” she asked while linking their pinkies.

“Sure. Let’s go together,” Bian Chengyi replied. “How about Saturday?”

“Really? Wow, Sister Bian, you’re the best!” Hua You beamed. “I’ve never been to the biggest aquarium in our city…”

To be precise, she’d never seen ocean life classified under the ABO gender system.

That comment stirred something different in Bian Chengyi.

“I’ve never been either…” she said softly, shaking her head. “Back then, it was always my older sister who took me to places like parks or amusement centers. After she passed away, my family rarely brought me out anymore. They preferred I stay home and study. Thought going out too much would make me sick…”

The extreme protection that comes after loss often becomes its own kind of control.

So, Hua You stood on tiptoes and gave Bian Chengyi a hug.

“From now on, you’re my big sister.”

She rested her head on Bian Chengyi’s shoulder, gently stroking her hair. A faint peach blossom scent lingered between them, as if trying to soothe the fast, fluttering heartbeat she could feel from Bian Chengyi’s chest.

“Sister Bian, that means you have to take me out to have fun. Got it?”

“Alright,” Bian Chengyi replied, eyes closing briefly before opening again, the sorrow now gone without a trace, replaced by warmth and affection. “See you on Saturday, then.”

When Bian Chengyi got home, she told her Omega mother about their weekend plan.

She held her breath for a moment, not wanting to hear any objections. Unexpectedly, as soon as her mother heard Hua You’s name, she nodded in approval again and again. “Go, go. You little couple—oh wait, I know you hate it when I say that—just two good friends going out to unwind, that’s great too.”

After a while, she noticed Bian Chengyi still standing in place and asked, “What is it?”

There was a bit of hesitation in Bian Chengyi’s voice. “Mother, I wanted to ask… what should I wear?”

“Well, well, so you do care about things like this.” Her mother smiled warmly. “You’re a girl and an Alpha. Just wear something neat and clean—you’ll look great standing there. People will love it.”

Bian Chengyi thought about the ten nearly identical white shirts in her closet and felt a headache coming on. After wearing a school uniform for so long, she had no idea what to wear for a casual outing.

“Okay… I’ll go pick something out.”

Meanwhile, over at Hua You’s place, she was fiercely refusing her father’s attempt to dress her in a hot pink Barbie-style ball gown.

“No way! I told you, this isn’t a date—it’s a biology field trip! Just me and Sister Bian relaxing, nothing more. Who wears that to an aquarium?! It’s not a formal banquet!”

Her father looked at her with pure disapproval, as if she didn’t understand anything. “You’ve been wild since you were little. Don’t look like a proper Omega girl at all. Trust me, this one looks great.”

In the end, after much back-and-forth, Hua You stood before Bian Chengyi wearing a navy sailor-style dress with a red bow and golden embossed buttons. The skirt hem had golden trimming—like sunlight shimmering on a black sea, glowing with warmth.

She tugged at the bow awkwardly and hesitated before walking up to Bian Chengyi.

Today, Bian Chengyi had styled her bangs to the side, giving her a more mature appearance. Before Hua You could even comment, Bian Chengyi smiled and said, “You look adorable.”

Hua You covered her face dramatically and twirled in place, her skirt fluttering around her. “My dad insisted I wear this! I swear I wanted jeans and white sneakers!”

Then, lowering her hands, she gave Bian Chengyi a once-over.

Today, Bian Chengyi was dressed in a fitted black shirt—quite different from her usual look. Hua You stared without reservation.

“As expected, pretty girls look good in anything!”

Bian Chengyi pressed her lips into a small smile. The surrounding spring blossoms seemed to lose a bit of their color in comparison. “Come on, let’s go line up at the entrance.”

“Sister Bian, do you really not go out much?” Hua You chatted as they waited in line, sounding like a non-stop little lark—her voice light and sweet. “I, on the other hand, want to go out every day! Ugh, senior year is the worst. But hey—just two more months and we’re free! Victory is near!”

So is the end of my mission.

That thought brought a quiet sorrow to Hua You’s chest. She studied Bian Chengyi’s delicate profile—her long lashes, her elegant jawline, her full lips. Whether in reality or in novels, Hua You had never seen a girl so beautiful.

When the time came to say goodbye, there would probably be a bit of reluctance… no, definitely.

Just as she reminded herself for the hundred and eighth time that Bian Chengyi was her mission target—not her love interest—Bian Chengyi leaned in slightly and brushed Hua You’s bangs aside.

“There was a little speck of dust,” she said with a gentle smile. “It’s gone now.”

Hua You quickly took out her phone and opened the front camera to check herself.

In the real world, no one ever truly cared about her. No one ever brushed dust from her hair. At most, people would glance at her indifferently and toss out the occasional half-hearted praise: “Your grades are good,” followed by, “You should find someone to rely on and marry in the future. Being alone is too lonely.”

Someone to rely on…

Hua You stole another glance at Bian Chengyi. Then she looked at the bracelet on her wrist—the one Bian Chengyi had given her. Her thoughts wandered.

The person she married in this world… was truly, truly a good person.

How nice.

But she couldn’t let herself fall for her. If Sister Bian ever found out her fate had been orchestrated by some system all along, she’d probably grow to resent her too.

If only there was no system…

Without the system’s temporary task alerts, Hua You suddenly felt deflated. Maybe she and Bian Chengyi would’ve just been rivals.

Noticing Hua You seemed a little distracted, Bian Chengyi turned and asked, “Thirsty? Want a drink before we go in?”

Snapping back to reality, Hua You grinned. “Soda, please.”

Bian Chengyi nodded and soon returned with two bottles.

Hua You had once considered paying Bian Chengyi back for all the little things she did. But every time she tried, she could sense that Bian Chengyi genuinely disliked it—not just out of politeness, but with real displeasure. Eventually, Hua You gave up and got used to accepting these small gestures. After all, she’d already accepted the bracelet! She’d probably return it before leaving… so she mentally categorized these gestures as “tutoring fees.”

“You’re thinking about transferring me money again, aren’t you?” Bian Chengyi said with a soft laugh. “If I catch you doing it one more time, I’ll start buying you double the snacks.”

Hua You: That sounds like a great deal! I’ll transfer it right now—wait, hold on. Wouldn’t that mean I’m just buying food for myself…?

Though she said nothing aloud, her expression betrayed her thoughts. Bian Chengyi found it amusing. Hua You might be brilliant in school, but in some ways, she was adorably dense.

Oh well—she’s just like a cat.

After passing through the security check, Bian Chengyi carried both of their bags—one slung over her shoulder, the other in hand.

Hua You was still scanning the conveyor belt for her heart-shaped backpack when Bian Chengyi walked over and gently took her hand. She glanced at the bracelet on Hua You’s wrist and smiled with subtle satisfaction.

“Let’s go in, little one.”

“If you get lost…” she added, teasing, “I’ll go straight to the broadcast center and call your name three times.”