Wen Ying has mild social anxiety. She doesn't like talking and hates socializing, and all her complaints stay inside her head. One day, she transmigrates into a xianxia novel as a supporting female character.
The character is a wealthy young lady, doted on since childhood. She falls in love at first sight with the second male lead, Xue Dinghan, and pursues him relentlessly.
Xue Dinghan's origins are unknown, and he is exceptionally talented. He travels alongside the protagonist's group, but unfortunately, he is no righteous cultivator. He's the Demon Lord in disguise, as well as the story's biggest villain.
To keep the plot moving, Wen Ying has no choice but to pretend she's deeply in love with Xue Dinghan and struggle to maintain her image as a social butterfly who gets along with everyone.
What she doesn't know is that, due to a disturbance in spacetime, Xue Dinghan can hear her thoughts.
After being betrayed and gravely wounded, Xue Dinghan is on the verge of death. He conceals his true identity and lies low among ordinary people. The first time he sees Wen Ying, she looks shy and bashful as she softly calls him "Young Master."
At the same time, her murmured thoughts ring out in his mind:
[So this is the great villain, the Demon Lord? I heard he's vicious and merciless, and hates the original character with a passion. I have to pretend to be deeply in love with him. This is...]
[Wonderful!]
On the very first day they meet, Wen Ying turns down a banquet at the manor and waits outside his door. "Young Master is injured, and I can't stop worrying. May I stay here?"
Xue Dinghan keeps a blank face and listens to her thoughts.
[Thank goodness I can use taking care of him as an excuse to get out of the family dinner. If I really had to greet every great-aunt and great-uncle, I'd rather die.]
[Some people are alive, but it's as if they aren't. Xue Dinghan ignores me and won't say a word. In other words, I'm the only one here. Wonderful, wonderful.]
At a moment when death is all but certain, Wen Ying follows the plot and takes a fatal sword strike for him. Her eyes glisten with tears. "Young Master Xue, I have no regrets for you."
In the chilling winter wind, her true thoughts come through loud and clear.
[Good thing I brought a protective artifact. I should only have a scratch, right? Now I can spend another half month resting alone in bed while I recover. Yay!]
One tiresome suitor after another comes knocking, but Wen Ying remains unmoved, gazing into his eyes with affection. "No one in the world is as wonderful as Young Master Xue."
--[Thanks. The perfect tool for a socially anxious homebody: scares away suitors, keeps relatives at bay, and saves me from socializing. No doubt about it, you're the most useful.]
Xue Dinghan: "...Heh."
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The story reaches its middle and later stages. In the original, because the supporting female character keeps pestering Xue Dinghan, his loathing for her reaches its peak.
Under the moonlight, Wen Ying diligently follows the plot. With tears in her eyes, she pins Xue Dinghan against the wall. "I've poisoned you with a love poison. Only the mingling of our spiritual consciousness can cure it. This poison is agonizing. How long can you endure it? Beg me, and I'll help you."
The love poison surges through him. The unruly, carefree villain has spring in his eyes, while his mind is filled with her thoughts.
[Why is the onion I'm using to make my eyes water so strong? I still can't stop crying.]
[Sorry, buddy, you're going to have to tough it out tonight. I'll make you bird's nest soup tomorrow to make it up to you.]
[Hurry up and reject me, humiliate me, and send me away. This scene and these lines are so awkward, sob... But he really does look good like this.]
A low laugh cuts off her wandering thoughts.
The moonlight is hazy as water. Xue Dinghan's lips are crimson as he takes her index finger between them, his narrow phoenix eyes filled with bewitching longing. "Miss Wen, I beg you. Give yourself to me."
Wen Ying: "...?"
[???] [Y-you, did you get transmigrated into someone else's body too?] [What do I do, what do I do? This is so embarrassing!] [$￥&*% (garbled)]
[Reader's Guide]
Introverts never surrender! (shouting)
Theme: Respect differences.
