Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

Southern Base

"Why won't you let me see He Zhiyao!" Wen Jiancheng glared at Fu Chuji with wide eyes and a serious expression, his long-suppressed anger seeming ready to erupt at any moment.

His hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly with anger, and his voice unconsciously rose in pitch.

Fu Chuji, sitting to the side, appeared extremely calm and composed. He leisurely picked up his teacup, gently blew away the steam, and then took a slow sip.

Throughout the entire process, he didn't even glance at Jian Cheng, completely ignoring him as if he were invisible.

This tense scene would play out every two days.

Each time, it ended with Wen Jiancheng's exasperation and Fu Chuji's indifference.

Seeing this, Sun Miaomiao, who was standing next to Wen Jiancheng, quickly reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve, her eyes full of worry and advice, as if she wanted to remind him to control his excited emotions.

However, Wen Jiancheng was too preoccupied with all that to care about at that moment; all he wanted was to see He Zhiyao, whom he had been longing to see.

Hearing Fu Chuji's nonchalant yet inexplicable reply—"Oh, she doesn't want to see you"—Wen Jiancheng felt a surge of anger rush to his head. He could no longer tolerate the unreasonable behavior of the man in front of him.

"You...you're absolutely unreasonable!" Wen Jiancheng trembled with anger, pointing his finger at Fu Chuji's nose and shouting.

Even so, he knew very well that he would probably have to return empty-handed again today.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiancheng took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner resentment, and then turned and left angrily.

In fact, Wen Jiancheng was not as angry as he appeared.

However, whenever faced with Fu Chuji's obstruction, the sense of loss of wanting to see him but not being able to would always make him lose his mind. Wen Jiancheng was afraid to see He Zhiyao, but at the same time he wanted to see him. His conflicted feelings left him at a loss.

Meanwhile, Fu Chuji watched as Wen Jiancheng stormed out, slamming the door behind him, before slowly standing up.

With a flash, he disappeared from his original spot and reappeared in the space.

In this space, a soft, large bed is placed quietly, and lying on the bed is He Zhiyao, whom everyone is arguing about.

At this moment, her eyes were closed, her face was somewhat pale, and she looked as peaceful and serene as a sleeping fairy.

Fu Chuji walked step by step to the bedside, gazing quietly at He Zhiyao's exquisite face. The uncontrollable rage in his heart subsided for a moment.

He Zhiyao, He Zhiyao! Why haven't you woken up yet? He has completely eliminated all the safety hazards, so how can we wake you from your slumber?

Fu Chuji stared anxiously at the woman lying quietly before him, his eyes filled with worry and unease.

He carefully picked up a bowl of clear spring water, gently brought it to He Zhiyao's lips, and slowly poured it into her mouth.

Then he gently wiped away the water dripping from the corner of her mouth with his fingers, his movements delicate and tender.

However, without realizing it, his hand, which had been wiping her lips, moved to them and began to gently rub them.

Again and again, as if this could bring her back to life. Gradually, He Zhiyao's pale lips turned a rosy hue from his caresses.

At this moment, Fu Chuji's gaze became increasingly deep and dark, like a bottomless lake.

He slowly climbed onto the bed, lay down close to He Zhiyao, and then buried his head deeply in her warm neck.

A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted over, making him somewhat intoxicated, but more than that, he was filled with doubt and resentment.

“Why…” he murmured to himself, his voice low and hoarse, “Why did you risk your own safety to save that man named Wen Jiancheng? Did you fall in love with Wen Jiancheng in just a day or two?” At this thought, Fu Chuji’s heart burned with uncontrollable jealousy.

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit down hard on He Zhiyao's delicate neck. But soon, that fierceness turned into gentle licks, as if he was afraid of really hurting her.

His thoughts drifted back to the day he saw her injured—Fu Chuji held He Zhiyao tightly, who was covered in blood and unconscious, and ran wildly down the mountain.

However, just as he reached the foot of the mountain, he lost consciousness for reasons he didn't know.

From that moment on, every memory of spending time with He Zhiyao flooded back into my mind like a tidal wave, each scene so vivid and unforgettable.

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He watched helplessly as death drew ever closer, his heart filled with despair and resentment.

Just at this critical moment, a figure appeared before him as if descending from the sky—it was He Zhiyao.

Thinking about his own deep affection for He Zhiyao, it must have started from this moment!

Later, this seemingly ordinary woman stood fearlessly in front of him to protect him, repelling those who wanted to kill him, like an indestructible fortress.

She not only knew him, but also knew he had a spatial ability, and even thought he had amnesia.

But my cautious self didn't tell the truth.

She was also surprised that there were no materials in her space.

She not only protected him, but also held his hand and called him brother.

He felt that this was what liking someone meant.

Later, while collecting supplies, he met Wen Jiancheng.

She also discovered that he had not lost his memory, and she even wanted to commit suicide.

No, he couldn't accept it.

For some reason, she eventually came to a realization.

Later he learned that Wen Jiancheng and He Zhiyao were actually old acquaintances and childhood sweethearts.

Only then did he learn what jealousy and envy felt like.

He pulled her into a corner without a second thought and asked her if she liked Wen Jiancheng.

Her silence was tantamount to acquiescence.

In a fit of anger, he bit her, but couldn't bear to loosen his grip for several minutes.

I had already decided to leave, but the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, so I went over and kissed her.

Their kiss was unusually synchronized. He told her that if she got together with Wen Jiancheng, he would kill him.

In the end, the three of them embarked on their journey to the southern base together.

He saw that Jiancheng was still superfluous.

But He Zhiyao explained to him that she and Wen Jiancheng were not childhood sweethearts, and that she had even kissed him.

Moreover, when Wen Jiancheng said he was her boyfriend, she didn't object.

He was immediately appeased.

However, fate played a cruel trick on them, and in the end, they could not escape the clutches of death.

When Fu Chuji awoke from his coma, the question that had been puzzling him kept replaying in his mind:

Why am I so fixated on going to the southern base? There are so many better and closer bases to choose from.

Now, he seems to have finally found the answer, because his enemy is right there.