After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE

There were few words spoken, and even fewer things experienced together. She was more like a shadow in this family, becoming more silent every day, and few people would notice her.

It’s not that she didn’t want it, but she was worried that after she fought for it, she would not be able to get it.

She was walking home from school, diploma in hand, telling them about her grades with suppressed excitement.

Then, in exchange for an extremely superficial “Not bad.”

They seemed too impatient to listen to her and continued, “Can you take care of yourself during the summer vacation? The college entrance examination has been delayed for too long, and your younger brother has already been on summer vacation. He has been wanting to go abroad and play, so we will take him away first. Maybe we will come back next month. All the living expenses will be sent to your bank card.”

All of a sudden, the joy in her heart dissipated as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her, or someone had ripped a piece out of her heart alive.

Empty.

She clenched her hands tightly, lowered her eyes, and said softly, “Go and play, have fun.”

Almost at the next moment, the sound of a car horn rang in her ears. She turned her head stiffly, and her pupils shrank slightly.

The body screamed to remind her to run and hide quickly, but her soul was so heavy that she couldn’t even step out.

The graduation certificate with a bright smile fell into a pool of blood, but in the end, it still didn’t return to the hands of the person whose hope was pinned on it.

Then, she opened her eyes again.

This time, she hugged the toy tightly and hid in the corner of the house, listening to the quarrel outside, the diary was flipped to the ground.

Stuck on a certain page——

My brother was beaten again by my mother, who lost her temper yesterday.

I saw blue marks on his arms.

Mom said she hated my brother.

After my mother left, I wanted to comfort my brother, but he was picked up, and we didn’t say a word.

I’m afraid of being hated by my mother.

I want to be nicer.

I want everyone to live together and live in harmony, and I don’t want everyone to be separated.

But I seem to have forgotten something.

I thought I was always loved.

Tears fell on the top of the diary, staining the crooked handwriting.

Like a lonely wandering soul, did anyone remember?

Su Qiuge woke up suddenly.

She sat up from the bed, leaned against the wall, and breathed heavily. She was covered in sweat after being freed from suffocation.

In the dream, there was always a kind of oppressive and breathless pain. When she woke up, she realized that her lower abdomen started to hurt again.

But those bad memories that had been deliberately forgotten were slowly remembered by her bit by bit.

No wonder… No wonder her memory of her previous life has been so weak, and she couldn’t even recall many things. It turned out that this was all a long time ago.

She suddenly realized in her heart that since she came here, she has always been herself.

Living in this book as a little villainous and pitiful supporting character.

She brushed her face tremblingly, only to find that her face was covered with tears.

Tears were still flowing, she felt choked and sad but didn’t know why.

When she took a deep breath, she felt footsteps coming towards her.

Immediately afterward, a palm clasped the back of her head tightly and pressed her chin against his shoulder.

Her empty heart which had been hanging all the time suddenly sank to the ground because of this movement.

The shattered memories and panic and despair originally brought about by that dream had also subsided a lot.

With his other hand, he brushed away the hair that was soaked in sweat on her forehead, and whispered, “Did you have a nightmare?”

His embrace was dry and warm, and the hand on the back of her head slowly slid towards her neck, pinching the back of her neck gently, as if comforting some kind of frightened animal, and then closed her eyes with his thumb. Wiping away the tears from her eyelashes, he looked down at her and asked softly, “Stomach pain?”

Su Qiuge had not yet freed himself from the terrible emotion of worrying about gains and losses.

The tears kept flowing, and her eyes were red and swollen.

She looked at him fixedly, her dry lips trembling.

Then, her brain seemed to be short-circuited.

She grabbed his arm and asked a very nonsensical question with suppressed emotions.

“If……”

“If our world was a book, and you were the chosen son of heaven, and I was just a vicious and stupid supporting actress, you…would you still like me?”

She asked such an absurd question. It might have happened when she was having a nightmare, or she might have thought of it suddenly.

After all, girls at this age always had a lot of troubles.

If it were someone else, they must have thought it was some kind of weird joke and then laughed at her for being too whimsical, telling her to watch less weird things all day long.

However, he remained silent, staring at her for a long time with downcast eyes, then gently lifted her chin with his hand, lowered his head, and kissed the tears falling down her face bit by bit. This gentle and long movement made one’s heart tremble.

Her tears melted on the tip of her tongue, a little bitter.

It seemed that he felt the same way as she did.

Immediately afterward, he raised his eyes, and a pair of bottomless black eyes stared at her, all the emotions as deep as the deep sea.

His voice was low and soft, yet firm as if answering this question seriously, and as if making a promise solemnly and piously, he said word by word, “If this world was a book, then the female lead would only be you.”

You are worthy of the first rose of dew in the morning,] and the first auroral brilliance of the skies.

You deserve all the best and tenderest things in this world.

God has wronged you,

I will do my best to get it back for you bit by bit.

“I will use up my whole life to accompany you to the end of this story.”

All tenderness and favoritism were given to you.

I will be your most devout and most affectionate believer,

I support you, cherish you, and love you passionately.

Until the last page of this book.