Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

The next morning, Yan Zhen took Zhou Rang and moved to the east side of the fishing island.

The new house is located halfway up a mountain. The houses are sparsely populated, and the nearest neighbors are more than 300 meters away. It is not as convenient to go up and down the mountain as before, but the advantage is that it is surrounded by forests, which makes it easy to hide in case of danger.

When the landlord heard that the two had moved out because they were frightened by people who had broken into the island, he removed the security cameras from his house that afternoon and installed them on the path leading to their residence.

"Install an app on your phone, and it will send an alert whenever someone gets close, so you won't have to worry about them anymore."

Yan Zhen thanked the landlord and gave him a piece of cured meat that Uncle Hui had brought back from outside.

Although the location of their new home made it inconvenient for Yan Zhen and Zhou Rang to go for walks on the beach, the two found new enjoyment in their spare time—exploring the forest behind the house.

The mountains are home to many birds, the trees provide ample shade, and the damp environment fosters the growth of many wild mushrooms.

Yan Zhen once encountered two islanders picking mushrooms on the mountain. He followed them up the mountain and learned a lot.

The next day, he took his camera and used his homemade cane to take Zhou Rang up the mountain to pick mushrooms and collect bird eggs. On the way back, they also picked some kind of wild fruit that he didn't recognize.

The original owner, Ming Yiwei, was a very thoughtful person. Because of her profession of drawing comics, she was used to feeling and observing the new things she came into contact with.

After Yan Zhen transmigrated into this body, she did not ignore this characteristic of hers. She went up the mountain and took many photos of plants and animals she had never seen before.

Zhou Rang wasn't interested in these things, but he would quietly stand aside whenever Yan Zhen stopped to take pictures and carefully observe those things.

Every time Yan Zhen turned around, he could see him standing two or three meters away, leaning on a cane with one hand, a camera bag hanging on one shoulder, and a basket in the other, patiently watching him.

"Finished filming?" Zhou Rang asked. He walked over with his cane, reached out to take the oddly shaped leaf that Yan Zhen had picked, and put it in his basket. Yan Zhen would pick such novel things and take them back to make specimens.

"Yes, we're done filming."

"Let's go." Zhou Rang said, then turned and walked down the mountain path.

The mountain road winds and twists, with a dense canopy overhead, and sunlight filtering through the gaps creates a long Tyndall effect.

Zhou Rang took a few steps forward and stepped right into the patch of light. For a moment, he seemed to be glowing, and even his hair was dyed a golden hue by the sunlight.

Yan Zhen subconsciously raised his camera and captured this atmospheric scene.

When they got home, it was almost evening. Fishermen return from the sea at this time every day. The two of them discussed it and decided to go to the pier to buy some fresh fish.

The dock was crowded at this time. Yan Zhen pushed Zhou Rang, who was in a wheelchair, through the bustling crowd to pick out what he wanted.

Yan Zhen knew nothing about cooking. Before, when buying groceries, she would just buy whatever she saw without any sense of styling or matching.

After Zhou Rang started cooking, he witnessed her haphazard buying behavior in the first two days, so he simply made a list for her to go out and buy.

Yan Zhen only needs to give the list to the market vendor, and the vendor will help her put together the complete set.

Upon arriving at the dock, Yan Zhen dutifully took on the role of assistant, while Zhou Rang was responsible for selecting the vegetables.

Zhou Rang bought four or five items, all of which Yan Zhen liked to eat. She reminded him, "Buy some of your favorites."

Zhou Rang nodded, but the next conch she bought was still one of her favorites.

Until they were about to leave the dock, Zhou Rang was carrying a full load of things that Yan Zhen preferred.

Seeing this, Yan Zhen simply pushed Zhou Rang, wheelchair and all, aside and went to a fisherman's stall to buy a small fish.

Zhou Rang is not a picky eater and will eat anything, but he is more interested in this kind of fish than other foods.

Seeing Yan Zhen return with fish, Zhou Rang paused slightly, then said seriously, "You don't need to do that."

"Ok?"

"I can eat anything you like."

"That won't do. Everyone needs to have a 'favorite' dish. That way, every time we buy that dish, we'll start looking forward to dinner early."

Zhou asked, "What's your favorite dish?"

"What, trying to curry favor with me, the one who pays for your meals?"

Zhou Rang nodded.

Yan Zhen replied without hesitation, "Compared to the dishes, I prefer your cooking skills. Whenever you cook, I look forward to every meal."

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Zhou Rang was teased, and the feeling of being affirmed and needed by the other person made his mood rise slowly to a high point, like a roller coaster climbing a hill.

A pleased smile curved his lips, and his tone became light and cheerful: "Then I'll cook for you every day from now on."

Yan Zhen pushed the wheelchair away, seemingly unaware that there was anything wrong with what he said: "Okay!"

Life in the new home was relaxed and comfortable, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Rang's leg injury is healing well. The doctor removed the splint, and he can now walk slowly without crutches.

That afternoon, the landlord called to say that the home Wi-Fi had suddenly stopped working and asked Zhou Rang if he knew how to fix it.

There are few young people on the island, and older people don't know how to repair these kinds of technological products. Zhou Rang agreed, and after lunch, the landlord came to his door and pushed him away in a wheelchair.

Yan Zhen was alone at home. As usual, she was working at her desk on the second floor when her phone suddenly beeped with an urgent alert. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from the monitoring app, indicating that someone had entered the monitored area.

She immediately turned on the security camera and saw a young man dressed as a tourist, carrying a backpack, loitering on the tree-lined path leading to her house.

The man was taking pictures here and there with his camera. After hearing the surveillance camera announce, "You have entered a private area. Please leave immediately," he not only didn't leave, but instead crossed the path and went to the gate of the courtyard.

Soon, his voice came from downstairs: "Is anyone there? Hello, is anyone there?"

Yan Zhen initially didn't intend to pay attention, but he kept shouting for more than ten minutes without giving up, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her work.

Yan Zhen had no choice but to slip on his slippers and go downstairs, opening the courtyard gate a crack: "What do you want?"

It was only then that she could see clearly that although the person was tall, he had a handsome baby face and was no more than twenty years old.

The man's eyes lit up when he saw her: "Hi, miss, do you rent out your place?"

"No, I won't rent it."

"I only need one room," the man said quickly. "Name your price, I'll stay for three days and then leave."

Yan Zhen was getting impatient and made an outrageous demand: "Three thousand a day, ten thousand for three days."

"Okay." The man cheerfully pushed open the courtyard gate and was about to walk inside. "Shall I scan your payment QR code?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Where did this sucker come from?

She exclaimed "Hey!" and used her foot to block the hospital door from letting him in, looking him up and down: "Can't you tell I'm going to rip you off?"

"I can see that, but the price is acceptable to me," the man said.

Yan Zhen frowned. The more readily the other party agreed, the more she felt that he had ulterior motives. So she pointed outside: "Go straight along this path for 100 meters, turn right and go another 300 meters. There are houses for rent over there. You can stay for 10,000 yuan a year."

As she finished speaking, she was about to close the door when the man quickly stuck his entire arm into the crack to prevent her from closing it: "No, no, no, miss, I only want the apartment in this location. If you're not satisfied with the rent, we can discuss it."