Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

how can that be!

This could never be a real world!

He Zhiyao leaned weakly against the wall, her body seemingly losing its support, and for a moment she felt completely deflated.

Standing not far away, Wen Jiancheng stared at the woman in front of him who seemed to be an old friend—He Zhiyao—with a faint, ambiguous smile on his lips.

On the other side, Fu Chuji looked worried, and his originally dark and deep eyes now revealed a trace of unease.

Fu Chuji strode forward, grabbed He Zhiyao's hand tightly, and explained urgently, "Zhiyao, I didn't mean to deceive you. I really didn't lose my memory before, but the situation at the time..."

Before she could finish speaking, He Zhiyao suddenly shook off his hand forcefully.

fake!

It was all a lie!

Is she herself now a fake?

Thinking of this, He Zhiyao felt her mind was in complete chaos, the system had disappeared, and she could hardly bear the fact that she was in a false world.

In a moment of emotional breakdown, she jumped off the corridor without hesitation.

Fu Chuji was shocked to see this and quickly flew after her, catching He Zhiyao firmly as she fell and placing her steadily on the ground.

Then, he carefully pulled He Zhiyao into his arms, gently patting her back, his eyes full of concern and worry.

He Zhiyao was stunned for a while at first, but she quickly regained some of her composure.

That's not right either!

She arrived at this place after falling into a coma; is it possible that she was dreaming?

Filled with doubt, He Zhiyao raised her hand and pinched Fu Chuji hard beside her.

Seeing that Fu Chuji's expression remained unchanged, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "It seems I really was dreaming..."

He Zhiyao's lips curled up slightly, forming a relaxed and carefree smile, a smile as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

However, to further confirm whether what she was seeing was a dream, she didn't hesitate to reach out and pinch herself hard.

"It hurts!" He Zhiyao couldn't help but cry out softly.

Since she had already decided that this was just a dream, she showed no mercy when she pinched herself.

Seeing this, Fu Chuji quickly reached out and grabbed her arm to examine it carefully, saying with concern, "If you're unhappy, you can pinch me. I'm not afraid of pain. Please don't hurt yourself like this."

Upon hearing this, He Zhiyao's expression instantly turned very strange. She stared at Fu Chuji in astonishment, thinking to herself, "Oh my, I didn't expect this male lead to have masochistic tendencies! I really couldn't tell at all from him."

After everything calmed down, He Zhiyao felt a lingering fear, as if waking from a dream.

After all, life is only once. If Fu Chuji hadn't caught her in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable, and he might have lost his life.

Why did she just ignore everything back then?

Whether it's true or false, saving our lives is the most important thing!

He Zhiyao seemed to have suddenly figured something out, and once again raised her bright smile to Fu Chuji, saying, "Brother, I'm really okay. I was just thinking about some unpleasant things and it was hard for me to accept them for a moment. But I've completely figured it out now."

Although He Zhiyao said she was fine, the worry in Fu Chuji's dark and deep eyes did not diminish at all.

Wen Jiancheng leaned lazily against the somewhat rusty railing in the corridor, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He clapped his hands repeatedly, as if he had just finished watching a spectacular play, and clicked his tongue in admiration.

"Indeed, wherever there are people in this world, there will be endless fun."

His words and actions caused Fu Chuji to glare fiercely at Wen Jiancheng with her icy eyes.

However, Wen Jiancheng seemed oblivious, completely ignoring Fu Chuji's murderous gaze. His eyes were fixed on He Zhiyao not far away, never looking away for a moment.

He Zhiyao sensed the tense atmosphere between the two. She first glanced cautiously at Fu Chuji, whose face was full of anger, and then turned her gaze to Wen Jiancheng, who had a calm expression. She pondered to herself.

Wen Jiancheng is now incredibly powerful, even comparable to the male lead Fu Chuji. In addition, he can control zombies, so he no longer needs my protection.

The problem is, she's unsure if she can still rely on him to develop an antidote for the zombie virus.

The situation is really complicated right now.

He Zhiyao sighed softly, turned to Fu Chuji and said, "I feel so tired."

After all, she had been under a lot of stress for some time and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Moreover, compared to Wen Jiancheng, she had spent more time with Fu Chuji at this time, and their relationship was more intimate.

Before Fu Chuji could respond, Wen Jiancheng interjected, "What a coincidence! I happen to have a place here for you two to rest. Why don't you stay here for the time being?"

For Wen Jiancheng, spending all day with that group of stupid zombies was incredibly boring.

He Zhiyao seemed quite casual about it; having a comfortable bed to get a good night's sleep was the best thing ever.

Fu Chuji frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then slowly nodded in response, "Then thank you very much, Dr. Wen."

Seeing this, Wen Jiancheng's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile. Then, he gently waved his hand, giving an order to the slow-moving zombie beside him.

The zombie slowly turned around and walked stiffly toward He Zhiyao and Fu Chuji, gesturing for them to follow it in a strange and awkward manner.

After He Zhiyao and Fu Chuji's figures gradually disappeared into the distance, Wen Jiancheng's smiling face instantly changed.

The smile on his face vanished as quickly as the tide, replaced by indifference, as if the kind and friendly person from just moments ago had never existed.

“He Zhiyao…” Wen Jiancheng murmured the name softly, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking his chin, his eyes deep and dreamy.

A moment later, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face, a smile containing complex emotions that were hard to fathom.

Meanwhile, on the other side, as soon as He Zhiyao entered the room, she saw the soft, large bed that she had been longing for.

Her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had discovered a treasure. Unable to contain her joy any longer, she cheered and pounced on it eagerly.

He crashed onto the bed like a cannonball, leaving the mattress deeply dented.

Immediately afterwards, a long sigh came from He Zhiyao's mouth, her voice filled with satisfaction and contentment.

However, Fu Chuji, who was still standing by the door, blushed involuntarily when she heard this charming sigh.