The class meeting ended without a resolution.
The female lead resolutely refused to take the heart, and directly left the manor.
The male lead knew that taking the heart would kill the female lead, and he hesitated, so he didn't forcefully capture her.
The female lead walked out of the courtyard, holding onto a tree and catching her breath. "Another me, how do you think I did? I listened to you, chose to be self-reliant, chose to speak my mind, chose to fight against fate. Do you think I did well?"
We all fell silent.
It turned out, the female lead really listened to us.
It turned out, she kept our words in her heart and tried hard to act on them.
It turned out, she was fiercely resisting fate!
After a long pause, I was the first to speak, "Well done!"
"Well done!" Mr. Shelton echoed.
Under his leadership, the other 29 classmates also praised her.
If possible, we would have applauded her.
No one complained about the female lead's refusal to die anymore.
The female lead would never know that on that day, when she made her choice, 30 people were cheering for her.
In her world, she was lonely, but she still persisted.
The first thing the female lead did after leaving the manor was to find out which police officer was the most competent. Then, she called the police and reported that the first love had been poisoned and was in critical condition.
Next, she asked the most famous doctor in the capital, on behalf of the manor, to rush back and reassess the first love's condition.
She was so clever.
The police arrived in a large group and the doctor was forced to treat the first love. With both strategies in place, the first love's plan to frame the female lead was exposed.
The male lead stared at the first love in disbelief.
The first love cried and begged for mercy, but he kicked her away.
The female lead said to the male lead, "Five years ago, I saved your life outside the city and cared for you for three days. You owe me your life. Then, we got engaged, but my family forced me to break it off for self-preservation. Yet, I secretly spent a large amount of money to help you and even begged the authorities to save you. I saved you once more. Yet, you used methods to ruin my reputation, forcing me to marry you as a concubine, and now you let Vesper take my life."
"Rafferty, in this life, I've never wronged you, but you've wronged me every step of the way. In front of the officers, I will sever ties with you, break off all bonds, and our relationship will end here!"
The male lead looked uncertain, "Was it really you who saved me back then? Was it you who asked the authorities to release me from the prison?"
The female lead smiled faintly, "Sir, you're so powerful, you could have easily found out about Vesper's clumsy methods. You only have to check, but you keep asking me. You just don't want to investigate."
With that, the female lead packed her things and left the manor without looking back, returning to the slums.
When she entered the gates of the home in the slums, she said, "In this life, I will handle everything here, do good deeds to redeem your souls."
Uh?
What does that mean?
The female lead said to the air, "In these past days, I've learned enough. You must be homeless souls, and by some coincidence, have taken shelter in my body, right?"
We suddenly realized that the female lead was talking to us.
And she knew that there were more than one of us!
The female lead smiled and said, "Every day, your messages sound different, and my handwriting isn't like this. The only explanation I can think of is that you're souls."
She went back to the house, set down her bundle, cleaned the table, and then went to the small chapel.
"You've helped me a lot, and I hope I can help you too. You can tell me your names, and I will mark your gravestones."
I was moved to tears. "Look at this, my daughter is so kind-hearted!"
Luminia and several other girls were also deeply touched.
We didn't know how to return home. Now that the plot had collapsed, we decided to let things happen naturally.
That night, after the female lead fell asleep, Gretel wrote our names on the paper.
The names of all 30 of us.
The next morning, the female lead woke up and indeed began to recognize our names, preparing to make gravestones for us.
The first was Mr. Shelton's gravestone.
When the gravestone was finished, Mr. Shelton's voice disappeared.
The second one was Luminia's.
The third one was mine.
When the female lead spoke my name, my soul suddenly floated out of her body, flying up into the sky.
At that moment, I suddenly realized—
Ah, the condition for going home is to save the female lead, and let her redeem our souls!
---
When I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed.
Not only me, but all my classmates too.
One by one, they began to wake up.
At that moment, we remembered everything from before our transmigration.
Just before the thunderstorm, the school had suddenly shaken. Mr. Shelton was the first to notice something was wrong and told the students to escape quickly. He stayed behind, but the time was too tight, and he couldn't make it.
We panicked, and he told the rest of us to hide under the desks.
The last thing I remember is him holding a classmate's body, using his back to shield us from the falling ceiling.
Our class miraculously survived.
Most people woke up and didn't remember the transmigration.
I asked Luminia, and she vaguely remembered, but soon forgot everything.
After just one day, my memory began to fade as well.
When we returned to class after recovering, it seemed like everyone no longer hated Mr. Shelton and Ignatius.
Strangely, Gretel and Desoniel no longer clashed.
Some classmates, who didn't get along before, mysteriously became friends.
The four students who were at the bottom of the class suddenly began to study hard, constantly muttering, "I can do it! I can stand up! I'm sure I can get good grades!"
After muttering, they would look at each other in confusion, not understanding what "standing up" meant.
Two classmates with bad personalities suddenly became kind and good-hearted, though we didn't know what caused the change.
The athletic students and the most headstrong short female student actively reported their relationships to Ignatius. This time, Ignatius didn't call their parents.
The whole class suddenly became very interested in biology, and their grades improved significantly.
The class became more united and harmonious than ever before.
It seemed that all the unpleasantness was somehow dissolved and disappeared...
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During the self-study, Luminia came up to me with a mysterious look and whispered, "I have an earth-shattering secret to tell you."
"What secret?"
"Aida is actually Mr. Shelton's daughter!"
I was stunned, "Really?"
Luminia nodded furiously, "And, Aida really was in a relationship before. Can you guess who her partner was?"
"Who?"
"Ignatius!"
I covered my mouth in shock and exclaimed, "So Ignatius is such a suck-up, trying to please his future father-in-law!"
After chatting, I lowered my head and fiddled with my phone under the table, opening the short story platform. I saw my completed free tragic novel, with only a few likes in the bottom left corner, fuming, "Why don't readers like to give likes nowadays? Don't make me beg you!"
Since I wasn't getting likes by following trends, I decided not to follow the trend anymore and write the story I wanted to write.
I opened the editor, deleted the ending, and started the plot with the female lead refusing to take the heart. Suddenly, the plot took a 180-degree turn—
[The female lead finally awakens, refuses to take the heart, runs out of the manor to report to the authorities, and brings back a powerful doctor who immediately exposes the first love's scheme.]
[In front of everyone, the female lead reveals the truth, severs ties with the male lead, and returns to the slums to search for the freedom.]
[The male lead is filled with regret and sends people to investigate the past. He discovers the female lead wasn't lying, and he is devastated.]
[He is deeply regretful, divorces the first love, and kneels in the slums, begging the female lead for forgiveness.]
[The female lead, heartbroken, refuses to listen to him and insists on staying in the slums to live a lonely life.]
[The male lead continues to try to win her over, but it's all in vain.]
[Later, the authorities hear about the female lead's situation and feel sympathy for her. They bring her to their side.]
[The female lead gains favor from the authorities and meets the CEO she encountered at the authorities' mansion.]
[The CEO relentlessly pursues her and tries everything to win her over.]
[With the authorities' encouragement, the female lead marries the CEO.]
[When the male lead finds out, his hair turns white overnight. He goes to the frontiers to fight and later dies in battle.]
[The first love is relentlessly retaliated against by the male lead's men and eventually dies in the snow.]
At the end, I added a line: [The female lead lived a happy life.]
A good, kind, and beautiful girl should have a beautiful ending, not have her death be the source of the male lead's regret.
The regret of a scummy man is worthless.
All stories should have a beautiful ending.
Finally, I solemnly typed the two words—
The End.
