Quickly Transmigrate to Change the World

Jiang Yunwu obediently returned to his seat, packed his books and put them into his schoolbag. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Xiran hadn't left yet, waiting for him.

At this moment, it seemed as if the long-cherished dream had finally come true.

He carried his schoolbag and Xu Xiran walked in front of him. They left the classroom and went down the stairs together.

The girl's voice sounded beside him, and Jiang Yunwu walked down habitually while looking at the stairs.

Xu Xiran's hand unconsciously and habitually grabbed the bag of her schoolbag to give herself some courage.

The girl asked anxiously, "Don't you think that the real me and the dye don't match each other?"

The boy's voice was low and gentle, answering seriously and sincerely.

"No, the dye and Xu Xiran form the real you. On the contrary, I am somewhat fortunate to be able to see the real you. This is enough to make me happy."

If the dye had not appeared, Jiang Yunwu didn't know how long he would continue to live like a walking corpse.

But now, he has found the beauty of life and sees a promising future, so how could he give up easily?

Xu Xiran thought over Jiang Yunwu's words several times in her mind.

She couldn't believe that someone could be so friendly after knowing her true identity.

I immediately had a great affection for Jiang Yunwu. He is really kind and loving!

The reason why she was so defensive and afraid of being discovered was because...

Someone once called her a psychopath because she pinched a boy's neck. The boy spat on her, swore at her and threw a stone in her eyes.

If she hadn't closed her eyes in time, she would probably be blind.

She went to talk to the boy's grandmother, but it had no effect. She just said a few words of comfort and tried to get away with it.

After she confided in her parents, they advised her not to pay attention to such people, and that when they grew up and entered society, someone would naturally teach them a lesson.

However, she really couldn't bear it anymore and that's why she did it. People who didn't know the situation only saw her strangling the person and whispered that she was crazy.

She couldn't accept it because she hadn't expected the result to be like this.

So much so that for every event that she encountered in the future, Xu Xiran would think about it for a long time, guess what the outcome would be, and even prepare for the worst.

She just couldn't figure it out.

I really don’t need others to do anything for me, but don’t advise me to back off. Why?

Why should I be the one who retreats? I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be afraid of rumors? People who are not wrong will not be abandoned by the whole world, unless the whole world is blind.

Xu Xiran always felt that she was a very strange person.

Now someone is paying attention to her, and the other party has even explained so much to her. Maybe Miwu is worried that she will get used to it and start thinking about bad things.

It seemed as if Xu Xiran had finally untied the knot in her heart and was slowly letting go of her past self.

She didn't know when she started crying again, and her voice was full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Misty." He appeared in my dark and gloomy world and gave me a hand.

After that, their friendship took a step further.

...

The old year goes and the new year comes.

As the fireworks bloomed, the crowds made noises, and everyone gathered to celebrate the New Year, Xu Xiran was already fast asleep.

In the past, her world was always her own until she met the boy.

Even if Xu Xiran felt that staying up late to celebrate the New Year was meaningless and went to bed early, Jiang Yunwu, who was still awake, would say Happy New Year to her on time.

Looking at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, the boy made a sincere wish in his heart, hoping that the mist and dye could be together forever.

...

In the second semester of my second year of high school, I played basketball in physical education class.

The spring weather in the south is also a bit hot. It is easy to sweat and feel sticky all over if you do strenuous exercise.

Xu Xiran, who didn't want to grab the ball in a crowd, stood a little outside and waited for the ball to be bounced off the backboard.

Jiang Yunwu was also among them. He was relatively tall among the boys, and his physique was also relatively strong due to his frequent part-time jobs.

He jumped up lightly and grabbed the basketball, but instead of shooting it himself, he passed it to someone else.

Xu Xiran took the ball, stood close to the three-point line, jumped up and threw the ball into the basket.

The people around her applauded, but she immediately turned her head and looked in the direction of the young man with a happy smile.

Jiang Yunwu happened to be looking in the direction of Xu Xiran. He knew that the other party would come to ask for praise, and a faint smile was on his face.

They looked at each other from a distance through their classmates, then turned their eyes away tacitly and continued playing basketball enthusiastically.

One day, after school in the afternoon, Jiang Yunwu prepared dinner and sent a message to Xu Xiran to come over for dinner.

The girl had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a blue and white striped short-sleeved school uniform, but she didn’t wear the sleeves that were necessary for going out.

After eating, the two of them cleaned up the dishes together.

Jiang Yunwu was surprised to see many scars on Xu Xiran's left upper arm when she reached out to take the empty plate, which reminded him of the crescent mark he saw on the back of her hand last semester.

Suddenly, he lost his grip on the bowl and it fell to the ground. With the sound of the bowl breaking, it broke into several large pieces, with small porcelain particles scattered around.

A rare panic appeared in Jiang Yunwu's phoenix eyes. Thinking that one day he might run out of dye, his hands couldn't help shaking as he squatted down to clean the bowls.

Xu Xiran was a little confused. She didn't know why the other party suddenly lost his composure and broke the bowl, so she quickly walked to the boy's side.

She asked anxiously with concern, "Mist, what's wrong?" At the same time, she stopped the other party from picking up the fragments with his hands.

Seeing the dye, Jiang Yunwu felt like he had found his backbone and grabbed the other person's arm.

It was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, but he still controlled his strength and gently pulled the clothes on the girl's left arm up a little.

She was caught off guard, and the boy saw his scar.

The girl tried frantically to cover up the ugly scar, but she never expected that when the other party saw it, his voice trembled when he spoke.

"Dye, please stop hurting yourself, okay?"

The knife marks were so dense, of varying depths and lengths, and even had nowhere to go. When he saw them, he felt even more distressed.

The boy pictured the girl harming herself in his mind and looked at Xu Xiran, who was also looking at him.

He suddenly felt like crying, but he tried hard not to let the tears fall. The corners of his eyes turned slightly red. His beautiful black eyes reflected the girl's appearance. At this moment, there was only her in his eyes.

Her beautiful black eyes were filled with mist. With a slight blink, tears fell and dripped onto her hands, making her feel a little painful as if her heart was hit.

Xu Xiran was a little confused and hadn't reacted yet, so she asked, "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Yunwu's hand gently touched the scar, which felt uneven.

Knowing the reason, she looked at the boy with such heartache that he burst into tears.

In an instant, the past grievances and the pain of no one understanding me surged into my heart like a tide, but then retreated because of the care of the person in front of me.

She touched Jiang Yunwu's head, comforted him, and coaxed him, "Be good, it's okay." It's all over.

He felt sorry for the dyes because no one cared about them and he couldn't help crying.