I Am the Female Supporting Character, But I Know the Ending

Episode 3-4

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A trace of mockery flashed through Ian Song’s eyes.

He tilted his head, deliberately avoiding my gaze.

His face was pale and cold like polished jade.

A few loose strands of hair fell over his forehead, making him look both lonely and fragile.

I stood up decisively and walked straight toward Ian.

I ignored Nathan Gu’s arm, still suspended awkwardly in midair.

Stopping in front of Ian, I reached out, intending to touch his back.

My wrist was suddenly seized.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Ian’s voice was icy.

【Pretending to be aloof, yet the desire is practically spilling out of his eyes. When the male supporting character grabbed the female supporting character’s wrist, his gaze darkened noticeably.】

【Such a fake calm act. Who’s enjoying this, I won’t say.】

I deliberately let out a small hiss, lowering my voice.

“That hurts.”

As expected, Ian released me immediately.

Seizing the chance, I reached forward and touched his back.

My hand came away wet.

When I looked down, my fingertips were stained red.

【What’s wrong with the female supporting character? In the original story, wasn’t she supposed to apply medicine to the male lead, Nathan Gu, and completely ignore Ian Song’s injury?】

【Later, Ian’s wound gets infected. He runs a high fever for an entire week and almost dies.】

【Why is the female supporting character suddenly so smart? Pretending to be pitiful like this—forget the male supporting character, even I’d fall for it. Soft and delicate, too lethal.】

Seeing the blood on my fingers, I panicked and grabbed Ian’s hand.

“Come with me to the infirmary.”

Ian replied coldly,

“I’m not going.”

He even tried to pull his hand away.

Anxious, I grabbed the loose strands of hair on his forehead.

I was standing; he was sitting.

Forced by my pull, he had no choice but to lift his face.

The corners of his eyes flushed red.

His breathing grew heavier.

“If you don’t behave,” I said quietly, “I’ll kiss you.”

I leaned in bit by bit until our noses were almost touching.

Ian’s beautiful eyes rippled violently.

His ears turned so red they looked ready to bleed.

His fingers clenched tightly around the edge of the desk.

I traced his cheek with my fingertip, enunciating every word clearly.

“Be good. Listen to me.”

【Oh my god, the female supporting character is really about to seduce him until he can’t even close his lips anymore.】

【Ahhh—his face is way too seductive, his restrained breathing is so damn provocative. I want to grab his hair and kiss him hard too, make him cry for me.】

【How did the gloomy school boss turn into an easily tempted puppy like this?!】

4

Ian didn’t say another word.

He let me lead him obediently to the infirmary.

After getting the medicine, school was already over.

The two of us returned together to the Song family villa.

Ever since the time I was nearly beaten to death by my alcoholic father—and saved by Ian—I had been staying at his place.

His black T-shirt was soaked with blood and torn flesh.

Using small tweezers, I carefully cleaned his wound bit by bit.

Then I took the ointment prescribed by the doctor and slowly applied it inch by inch across his back.

Whether it was pain or something else, the muscles beneath my fingertips gradually tensed—

drawing out firm, beautiful lines.

I turned around to set the ointment down.

When I looked back—

Ian was staring at me intensely.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze locked onto me.

His fingers curled tightly in restraint.

Sweat dotted his forehead.

With great effort, he turned his face away, his voice hoarse to the point of breaking.

“Get out… lock the door…”

I knew it.

His condition was acting up.

Ian Song’s craving for physical contact was severe.

I reached out, intending to hold his hand and help him sit on the bed.

The next second—

My world spun violently.

Ian pulled me down onto the bed.

His breathing was ragged and uncontrollable.

The corners of his eyes were flushed red from holding back as he instinctively pressed closer.

【It’s here, it’s here—the classic scene where the female lead saves the male supporting character. His condition is acting up.】

【At this point, the female supporting character finds something of hers under his pillow and feels disgusted by him.】

【She seems to lock him in the room and leave immediately.】

【Later, the male supporting character is taken care of by the female lead all night. He realizes he can also accept the female lead’s touch…】

Under the pillow?

Confused, I reached out and felt around.

The next second—

I froze.

I touched a shiny candy wrapper.

Carefully preserved.

The edges were worn thin, as if it had been stroked countless times.

【The female supporting character probably doesn’t even remember. The first time she saw Ian’s condition act up, she thought it was hypoglycemia and gave him a piece of candy.】

【And every time after that, Ian relied on this cheap candy wrapper to endure each episode.】