Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

She finished speaking in a few words, took another sip of red wine, but still found it tasteless. Suddenly, it dawned on her—what was she explaining? Perhaps she didn't need to explain?

The system mercilessly exposed her: "That's just your habit of being a coward."

She smiled, her frail body appearing as if it were about to collapse.

Shen Changsu didn't know what she was laughing at, and silently looked up to meet her gaze. Soon the girl's face was close to his; her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were curved as if they held a pool of clear spring water, but the smile was not visible in her eyes.

She chuckled sweetly, her tone flat: "What? Can't accept it? I'm curious how you could like someone like me?"

Looking at the girl's face so close to his own, Shen Changsu's throat trembled involuntarily. He heard his own voice ask, "What kind of person are you?"

The stench of blood grew stronger. She tried to swallow, but it was futile. The pain that went deep into her bones made her face grow paler. Ni Qing remained calm and composed: "Vicious, domineering, arrogant."

"So you said you like me because of my face?" Shen Changsu asked again.

Ni Qing thought for a moment and said, "I'm not a looks-obsessed person, I go by feeling, but I don't feel anything for ugly people."

Shen Changsu: "..."

"Then why didn't you come to me?" he said slowly. "Why didn't you come to me for help two years ago?"

Ni Qing blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Why would I look for you? Who are you to me that I need to look for you? Besides, didn't you tell me to never appear in front of you again?"

Each word was like a sharp sword piercing the boy's heart, leaving Shen Changsu looking somewhat bewildered and helpless.

"It was clearly you who used the props that caused him to be like this. Are you trying to hurt him or force him to leave by being so harsh with your words?" 103 said indignantly.

Her expression remained unchanged, but she calmly thought to herself, "He shouldn't have fallen for me in the first place. He's a positive and upright protagonist, while I'm a brainless and vicious supporting character. Besides, I'm about to die."

"The host cannot develop feelings for the people in the small world. This is the first rule. System, you should upgrade." She had experienced so many worlds, but her heart never crossed the line.

The system remained silent, agreeing with what she said.

"Then you should go home early and not disturb me while I continue working. If possible, please don't waste your time and feelings on me."

She issued an ultimatum, glanced at the cigarette butt on the ground, and turned to leave.

Shen Changsu sat on the sofa for a long time, his mind a jumbled mess, making him unable to think straight. It wasn't that he minded Ni Qing's job; he just minded that she didn't rely on him.

Ni Qing didn't have time to deal with him. She silently delivered and restocked the wine, so exhausted she could barely stand. It wasn't until the sky began to lighten that she wearily closed her eyes, found the manager, and told him she wanted to resign.

The manager was only surprised for a moment, and when he learned that it was due to health reasons, he agreed.

Ni Qing took off her work clothes and forced herself to return to her residence.

The pain in her internal organs caused her reflections to overlap before her eyes, and she even had a faint ringing in her ears. Ni Qing could tell that her body was about to fail, and her vision began to go black. In her final moments, she withdrew the money she had saved for a long time from her card and sent it to the sanatorium.

He threw some unimportant things directly into the trash can, then sent a message to the landlord to indicate that he was terminating the lease, before muttering blankly, "Where should I die?"

You can't die in a rented house, otherwise it will be hard for landlords to rent out their properties, it's bad luck.

"Or maybe I should just contact the crematorium," she thought casually.

To show her sincerity in treating her illness, she went to see the doctor the next day as per the procedure. The doctor was also helpless, having never encountered such a difficult case before. It was something she had never heard of or seen before. The only thing he could do was to admit her to the hospital and then have her fast and not drink water while receiving intravenous fluids.

She changed into her hospital gown, her eyelids heavy, and fell asleep on the hospital bed.

Three days passed, and there was still no word from Shen Changsu. She sent a message to her former colleague asking if the other party had come again. Her former colleague simply replied casually that no.

She silently put her mind at ease and quietly awaited her death.

The pinned contact's profile picture is a black cat, and the message page is simply: We have successfully added each other as friends, and we can start chatting now.

There was nothing else. Ni Qing also gave up on the idea of ​​taking back the Red Moon Star that she had been longing for. It was too much trouble anyway, so she might as well just give it to him.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the weather has become very cold. It is almost impossible to see the sun every day. The short autumn has passed in a flash and the winter solstice has arrived. In the past, it was rare to encounter heavy snow, but this year it has started to fall early.

Ni Qing, wearing slippers and a coat, stood motionless by the window watching the snow. The room was air-conditioned, so she didn't feel cold; rather, the temperature difference always made the glass blurry.

She silently gazed at the icy world outside.

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The landlord initially received Ni Qing's request to terminate the lease and wanted to persuade her to stay. She knew that it wasn't easy for the young woman to work outside, so she offered her a much cheaper price than other places.

Ni Qing politely declined, so she stopped bothering her and started posting rental notices. One day, a strikingly handsome young man appeared in this rental building that was practically a slum.

"Hello young man, are you looking to rent a room?" She looked at the man's demeanor, hesitated for a moment, but it was indeed him who had called.

He seemed to have arrived in a hurry, panting: "Excuse me, does Ni Qing live here?"

She was taken aback for a moment before saying, "She did live here, but she moved away a while ago. And you are?"

Shen Changsu was wearing a short black cotton-padded jacket, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Where is she now?"

"I don't know, she should be in the hospital. This child isn't in good health; other tenants have mentioned that she coughs frequently. She moved out recently because of health reasons..."

His mind involuntarily flashed to Ni Qing's excessively thin body, and his previously hesitant expression became anxious. He immediately searched for the nearest hospital and began looking for one.

He had been suffering greatly during this time, and this was the first time Ni Qing had spoken to him so coldly.

Thinking of the girl's cold gaze as she left, he almost couldn't breathe. He obediently followed Ni Qing's wishes and stopped bothering her, but that inexplicable affection made him unable to resist wanting to find her.

I could have at least glanced at it and left, but I ended up empty-handed.

The winter wind was biting cold, and the snow was falling beautifully. His shoes crunched on the snow, but he seemed not to hear it and hurried against the wind.

He went to the best hospital in the area but couldn't find a patient named Ni Qing. He then went to several other hospitals.

The hospital corridors were filled with the unbearable smell of disinfectant, and every now and then you could hear nurses hurrying by, talking on their walkies.

The nurse brushed past Shen Changsu, and he heard the man's serious tone: "Bed 401 is beyond saving. Resuscitation efforts have failed. The patient's name is—"

"Ni Qing".

Shen Changsu abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with obvious fear. Time seemed to stand still, and everyone's movements froze, including the stiff-looking boy.

The world is ending.