Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

space station.

Emotions are being stripped away; they're being stripped away completely.

[Host, are you alright?]

"It's nothing." Scenes from the previous world flashed through He Zhiyao's mind, but they no longer stirred any emotion in her.

[Host, after careful analysis by this system, the selected small-world mission is simpler this time, and we should avoid making the same mistake as last time.]

As a mature system, it will never again say things like "a sweet 1v1 romance novel where the male lead remains unmoved and only has feelings for the female lead."

However, to prove it was right, it chose a sweet romance novel world where the mission was completed right from the start. It only had a few points, but it believed its host wouldn't mind.

【Why can't I believe it?】He Zhiyao simply doesn't believe in the system's inexplicable confidence.

System 686: ...So should I try to argue my way out of this? But I'm afraid of being proven wrong...

[Host, as a random, lewd nurse, all you need to do is unexpectedly kiss Gu Mozhi in the art studio, then he'll call someone to kick you out.]

"Just kicking him out? Gu Mo is actually a pretty nice person." He Zhiyao still had some doubts.

No, Gu Mozhi is a person... well, you should see for yourself!

System is transmitting...

Feeling dizzy, He Zhiyao grabbed the handrail in the corridor next to her.

"Xiao He, are you alright?" Butler Liu, who had just opened Gu Mozhi's door, turned around and asked when he saw He Zhiyao holding onto the armrest.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well." He Zhiyao had already adapted to the large amount of memories and quickly followed.

"That's good. This is the young master's room. He should be painting right now." Butler Liu spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing someone, but just enough for He Zhiyao to hear.

"You're just responsible for keeping an eye on the young master normally, mainly paying attention to whether he shows any... changes." Butler Liu paused for a moment.

"I understand, thank you, Butler Liu." He Zhiyao, wearing large glasses, smiled slightly.

"You're welcome, Xiao He. Just let me know if you need anything." Butler Liu looked at the girl who was about the same age as Gu Mozhi and thought to himself, it's not a bad thing for the young master to get to know girls. As for those who used to take care of the young master... let's not talk about them.

After Butler Liu left, He Zhiyao looked around the room. You can't believe that a room has three bedrooms, a living room, and a large balcony. The black and white color scheme of each room makes the room look particularly monotonous, except for the last room, the art studio, which she hadn't entered yet.

He Zhiyao's memories told her that Gu Mozhi was a little different from ordinary people.

She knocked on the door a few times, and froze the moment she opened it.

The sunlight streaming through the window gently fell on the boy, turning his hair golden in the soft light. His face was illuminated by the sunlight, revealing its distinct features and smooth lines, as if sculpted by nature's artistry.

His eyebrows were as serene as distant mountains, thick yet layered, like a vivid and three-dimensional ink painting.

His eyes were lowered, seemingly looking at the canvas, his hands constantly drawing, as if all the sounds of the outside world were irrelevant to him. For a moment, only the sound of Gu Mozhi's paintbrush scratching the paper could be heard in the room.

It took He Zhiyao a while to come to her senses.

[Sixth Brother, is this kind of perverted behavior contagious?]

Probably not, but there will be some lingering impression.

He Zhiyao didn't believe that the impact of seeing someone freeze in place for a long time was minimal.

She walked silently to the side to watch Gu Mozhi paint. Hmm...

He Zhiyao said that although she doesn't have any talent for appreciating painting, can someone tell me what exactly Gu Mozhi is drawing?

The paper was mostly covered in dark red paint... I can't look at it anymore, it'll make my eyes hurt.

[Xiao Liu, what is this thing Gu Mozhi painted? Can you tell? It looks like he just poured a bunch of random paints on it.]

System 686 doesn't understand these things either. [Host, Gu Mozhi's paintings sell for quite a high price...]

OK, it's my fault for lacking appreciation.

In just three days, He Zhiyao had figured out Gu Mozhi's daily schedule.

I paint every morning, read for a while at noon, and exercise in the afternoon.

I didn't hear him say a word; he just went about his own business, and the outside world couldn't bother him.

No, people with autism like to exercise? At least He Zhiyao didn't recall seeing that in her memories as a nurse.

Later, He Zhiyao found that the longer she spent with Gu Mozhi, the more she wanted to make a move on him.

Isn't it said that spending too much time with good-looking people will make you immune to them?

someday.

While Gu Mozhi was painting, He Zhiyao went in to admire Gu Mozhi's portrait of a beautiful woman.

He Zhiyao stood aside watching Gu Mozhi paint. As she watched, her gaze drifted to his face. He was so handsome, his eyelashes looked like two small fans.

Before she knew it, her hand was almost touching Gu Mozhi's eyelashes, and she only came to her senses when she was being stared at closely.

She had just felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at, but looking into Gu Mozhi's innocent eyes, she realized she was overthinking it. How could there be such a beautiful little angel in the world? Look at those pure and innocent eyes.

Seeing Gu Mozhi staring straight at her, He Zhiyao gave an awkward laugh and quickly withdrew her hand.

[Little Six! I feel like this nurse's character has had a pretty big impact on me.]

[It's alright, host, it's a minor issue. Once you finish this storyline, find a handsome young man and enjoy the rest of your life to the fullest.]

He Zhiyao was also inspired by the system's promises of a wonderful life and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Suddenly feeling someone touch her face, her imagination vanished, and her laughter stopped abruptly. He Zhiyao came to her senses and looked at the glasses in Gu Mozhi's hand, not knowing what had happened or why he had taken her glasses off.

Under Gu Mozhi's watchful gaze, He Zhiyao slowly reached out and took the glasses from Gu Mozhi's hand, then sprinted away from the art studio at breakneck speed.

Gu Mozhi's gaze followed He Zhiyao to the door. Hearing the door open, he rubbed his fingers together, as if he could still feel the warmth of her touch.

A moment later, he took down the painting that he had only half-finished and put a new sheet of paper on it.

Time passed second by second, and a human figure resembling He Zhiyao appeared on the painting.

After closing the room door, He Zhiyao patted her chest, which was beating irregularly, and thought, "It's so tempting."

If they continued spending time together, she would want to pull him onto the bed, stumbling and staggering.

He Zhiyao quickly shook her head, trying to shake out the bad thoughts in her mind.

"No, I need to reduce my close contact with Gu Mozhi, otherwise I'll make a mistake before the plot unfolds." He Zhiyao calmed herself down.

The next morning.

She secretly slacked off at work, and hopefully no one noticed! He Zhiyao swayed back and forth on the rocking chair in the garden, looking at the rare flowers of unknown species, and felt a sense of spiritual elevation.