After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 2: Amnesia
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“Yu Li, aren’t you coming to eat today?”
A voice from below called out. Yu Li struggled to open her eyes. It felt like she had slept for an eternity. Her head throbbed, her vision was hazy, and the dim surroundings only added to the disorientation.
She tilted her head slightly, but a curtain blocked her view. More voices of girls chatting drifted in from outside.
“Forget it, Yu Li is probably still sleeping. She’s been so busy lately, let her rest.”
“Let’s go eat. We’ll send her a message later and bring her something.”
“Alright.”
The first voice sounded a little disappointed, but soon after, the door clicked shut. In the now-quiet room, faint footsteps echoed from the hallway.
Yu Li stared at her surroundings in a daze.
Where… was she?
Closing her eyes, she tried to recall the last thing she remembered before losing consciousness.
Hadn’t she and Bo Jingmo been hit by a truck?
She clenched her fists, feeling control return to her body. Bracing herself on the bed, she slowly sat up. Looking down at the unfamiliar blanket covering her, she reached out and pulled open the curtain beside her bed.
An unfamiliar yet oddly familiar dormitory setting came into view.
Unfamiliar—because she had never seen this place before.
Familiar—because for some reason, her mind automatically supplied her with information about this room.
—Dormitory 12, Room 121.
“…What the hell?”
Annoyance flickered across Yu Li’s face as she pressed her fingers against her temple. Why did these strange bits of information keep appearing in her mind?
And more importantly—where was Bo Jingmo?
Her phone lit up beside her. Picking it up, she saw the screen unlock automatically, displaying a message from her "roommate."
Even the app was QQ. She couldn’t remember the last time she had used this software.
[Yu Li, we went to eat. We called you earlier, but you were still asleep. If you wake up, let us know, and we’ll bring you food.]
Yu Li stared at the message for a few seconds, expressionless. Then, she exited the app and started searching through the phone for any information related to the original owner of this body.
A few minutes later, her expression turned even colder.
The WeChat profile was identical to her old one—same avatar, same username—but the contact list was full of unfamiliar names.
Her Alipay account, phone number, and personal information were all exactly the same as before.
The only difference?
Her bank balance.
She hesitated for a moment before tapping on the photo gallery.
Instantly, an image of a bright, smiling girl appeared on the screen. Yu Li’s movements stilled, her gaze locked onto the picture.
The dim glow from the phone screen illuminated her pale, delicate face. Loose strands of hair framed her features, giving her a slightly disheveled yet playful look. But her current expression was cold and detached, starkly different from the youthful warmth of the girl in the photo.
One was vibrant and carefree.
The other was distant and mature.
Yu Li recognized the girl.
It was her.
Or rather, a much younger version of herself.
She quickly navigated to her contacts and attempted to dial that all-too-familiar number.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable.”
“…”
She exhaled slowly, shutting her eyes for a brief moment before lying back down on the bed.
Her mood was far from good.
She glanced toward the balcony, contemplating whether jumping from here had a higher chance of killing her or sending her back.
…Then again, this was only the first floor.
It wouldn’t be enough to kill her.
That realization only deepened her headache. She clicked her tongue in irritation.
At that moment, a faint white light flickered near the bed frame.
Yu Li turned her head—just in time to see a floating, spherical object silently drifting toward her.
“Hello there!”
A soft, childlike voice rang out. It sounded similar to the AI assistants found on smartphones, but with a livelier tone.
Yu Li remained expressionless.
She simply stared at it, her eyes devoid of any discernible emotion.
The white sphere hesitated.
Did she… not see it? Or was she just ignoring it?
Why wasn’t she reacting?
Just as it was debating whether to speak again, Yu Li suddenly sat up. She studied it for a few seconds before leaning in slightly, her lips curling into a gentle smile.
“Hello there.” Her voice was light, carrying a touch of curiosity. “Are you the one who brought me here?”
Her tone was soft, her eyes filled with innocent confusion—almost as if the cold indifference from earlier had been nothing more than an illusion.
In the corner of the room, her fingers slowly relaxed from their tight grip on the blanket.
In an instant, her icy aura vanished, replaced by the warmth of a gentle older sister.
The white sphere had been observing Yu Li for a long time. This version of her was the one it was most familiar with.
So, it immediately let go of its earlier doubts.
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It understood, after all! Humans were naturally cautious when placed in a new environment!
“That’s right, that’s right! It was me!” The white sphere floated excitedly around her, completely oblivious to the flicker of coldness that flashed through Yu Li’s eyes upon hearing those words.
Just a few seconds ago, she had been considering whether tearing this thing apart would send her back.
But now…
It seemed that wasn’t an option.
“I see.”
Yu Li reached out and gently patted the sphere, her voice still soft, filled with coaxing patience.
“Then, can you send me back?” She smiled sweetly, voice carrying a hint of playful affection. “Be a good little baby.”
The white sphere puffed up proudly at the praise, but when it processed her request, it hesitated.
“That’s not possible. In your original world, you’re already dead. You died in the car accident.”
It quickly added, “But don’t worry! You’ve transmigrated into a book now. Your body in this world is exactly the same as before!”
Yu Li was silent for a moment.
Her gaze flickered downward, subtly glancing at a certain part of her body.
Yeah… exactly the same? There might be some discrepancies.
Pushing aside that thought, something else came to mind.
Bo Jingmo.
“What about the person who was with me when the accident happened?”
The system answered cheerfully, “He’s dead too.”
Yu Li’s heart sank slightly.
Just as she expected.
“But don’t worry! He came into the book too.”
Before she could respond, the system continued in a musing tone.
“Although… I guess I shouldn’t say it that way. Because technically, he was always from this book.”
Yu Li frowned slightly.
“What do you mean?”
What did it mean by Bo Jingmo was originally from this book?
“I mean, your boyfriend was already a character in this world.” The sphere’s tone remained innocent and cheerful. “And he’s a villain.”
It paused for a moment before suddenly exclaiming in excitement,
“Ah! Found it! The book describes him like this—”
“Your boyfriend is a dark, obsessive, psychotic villain who’s madly in love with the female lead!”
Yu Li: “…”
Such classic adjectives.
Yu Li rubbed her temples, not entirely convinced by what the system was saying. “Since I’ve transmigrated into a book, can you give me the story’s plot?”
“Nope.”
“?”
The white sphere’s voice sounded pitiful. “I can’t see the novel’s plot either. It’s like I’ve been infected with a virus—all the information is just static and glitches. Wuwuwuwu, I’m broken.”
The smile on Yu Li’s face froze. After a long pause, she sighed.
“Forget it. It’s fine. Stop crying.”
For a system that couldn’t cry, it sure made crying sound realistic.
Since things were like this, she had no choice but to stay in this world for now.
She didn’t ask further. Instead, she let her gaze sweep around the dorm room before climbing down the ladder from her bed. Grabbing her phone, she sent a message to her roommates.
[I’m awake. No need to buy food for me, I’ll head out later.]
She casually picked up the jacket draped over the chair and slipped it on. Then, she walked into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face.
Staring at the youthful face in the mirror, she felt a moment of disorientation.
“Host, aren’t you mad? Your boyfriend lied to you for so long.”
The system floated beside her, sounding genuinely surprised at how quickly she had accepted everything.
“It’s fine. He’s still Bo Jingmo, after all. As for the villain thing… I have plenty of time to ask him about it later.”
Yu Li calmly wiped the water from her face.
Then, she paused.
“…Also, stop calling me ‘Host.’ Just call me ‘Sister’ instead.”
‘Host’ just sounded weird.
“Okay, Sister! Are you going to eat now?”
“No, I’m going to find Bo Jingmo.”
If he was here too, he’d definitely come looking for her soon.
The system hesitated. Its voice dropped slightly.
“That… might be a bit difficult.”
Yu Li’s steps slowed.
“…Explain difficult.”
A bad feeling crept up her spine.
And sure enough—
The system squirmed before reluctantly answering, “Well… since your boyfriend is back in the book, he’s lost all his memories of his past life. He doesn’t remember you at all, Sister.”
Yu Li fell silent.
But the system wasn’t done. It went on, making things even worse.
“Also, his current character setting is that he’s deeply obsessed with the female lead. Sister, right now, you’re just a background character, totally beneath the notice of the main cast. And based on my understanding of these kinds of stories, life’s about to get really melodramatic for you. If you go looking for him, you might end up witnessing something heartbreaking—like him and the female lead getting all touchy-feely, hugging, kissing, and all that.”
“Art imitates life, so never underestimate the level of melodrama.”
One of the benefits of artificial intelligence was its ability to deliver long-winded speeches without a single pause.
The system even worried that Yu Li might not have fully processed its words, so it wrapped things up with a considerate summary.
“In short, according to genre conventions, I strongly advise against going.”
Yu Li: “…”
Thanks for the advice.
