Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

On the eve of the Lantern Festival, Wen Sirang pulled Wen Ying and Shen Zhu into a family group called "Happiness 1+1=1".

Wen Ying was originally studying the script, but recently she suddenly had a whimsical idea and became interested in the screenwriting industry, eager to try to tailor a movie for Shen Zhu.

Shen Zhu sat next to her, fiddling with musical instruments. Sometimes he would strum the guitar, and other times he would pick up the erhu and play a unique, mournful tune.

With her unconventional and colorful thinking, Wen Ying also drifts between two themes: youth campus and Republican-era detective.

However, when she saw the WeChat group, a brand new idea instantly came to her mind.

"I'll write about family ethics, using what's available," Wen Ying said.

Shen Zhu expressed his agreement.

Within ten minutes of the group being created, members of "Happiness 1+1=1" were actively participating, and the number of unread messages had already reached "99+".

The Shen and Wen families argued incessantly over the banquet hall for their Lantern Festival meeting, each displaying the same intensity they had shown when fighting over land in the business world.

Wen Ying slowly scrolled down the chat history, and Shen Zhu leaned closer to look at it with her.

"Going back to the old house is out of the question, I don't want to go back. Wangyue Pavilion is too far from our home. As for French food, you don't like it, and I don't really like it either..."

After picking and choosing, Shen Zhu sighed, "Actually, I don't want a fancy meal, I want McDonald's."

“Okay, then let them change the dinner time to 8 a.m., and give everyone a McMuffin with Egg Cheese,” Wen Ying said seriously.

She tapped the keyboard to start typing, but Shen Zhu laughed and grabbed her wrist. "Let's set it for tonight, I definitely won't be able to get up in the morning."

Wen Ying looked down at him and asked, "Why can't you get up?" Shen Zhu didn't answer, but turned his face to kiss her forehead. As he kissed her, the wet heat slowly moved down, and Shen Zhu's hand wandered inside her rolled-up clothes.

Wen Ying finally understood what he had just said, but it was too late. The scalding heat covered her, and Shen Zhu kissed her so hard that she was dizzy and unable to think.

-

The following evening, Wen Ying and Shen Zhu drove to the restaurant that the two families had agreed to meet.

Although they had just had a heated argument the night before, the atmosphere between the two families was quite harmonious when they sat down at the same table.

Two families who once considered each other sworn enemies were forced to become one family, and thus had to eat a meal together peacefully.

At the dinner table, Shen Zhu's mother felt very apologetic as she slipped Wen Ying a bank card, saying that she had booked twenty screenings of Wen Ying's Lunar New Year movie and praised her for her excellent acting.

Wen Ying smiled and agreed.

Shen Zhu's mother breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shen Zhu again: "Xiao Zhu, go and talk to your father. He's been waiting. Although he always pretends to be serious, he still cares about you. You don't know that he's been secretly following your Weibo for a long time and even bought tickets to your concert, but he was too busy at the time..."

"I really don't know." Shen Zhu said casually, putting food on Wen Ying's plate. "If he wanted to talk to me, why didn't he come to me himself?"

Shen Zhu's mother sighed, "You know your dad's temperament. He feels that you resent him because of what happened in high school, and that's why you've distanced yourself from him. These past few years, that incident has been stuck in his heart. He regrets being so heartless back then and wants to apologize to you, but he can't find the opportunity to say it because he's too proud to admit it."

Shen Zhu listened quietly, then suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I have never blamed you for anything that happened in the past, nor have I ever thought of asking for an answer to a question. I don't want his apology."

Shen Zhu's mother looked at him hesitantly.

"I just wanted to communicate with him on an equal footing and tell him that when idealism collides with the stones of real life, it's not just about getting hurt. I will use myself to polish every stone I encounter."

Shen Zhu picked up his chopsticks and served food to his mother. The ring on his ring finger shone brightly under the light as he moved.

With a smile, he continued, "Obviously, this won't bring about any significant change to the world; it might as well be a futile effort. But twenty-two years have passed, and I have never been changed by this world. My will remains as loyal to myself as it is to my love."

Shen Zhu's mother's eyes flickered, and she looked away: "Perhaps all along, we've been wrong."

Several seconds later, she bent her finger and gently rubbed it against the corner of her eye before picking up her cutlery again.

The conversation ended peacefully, and Shen Zhu's mother turned around and chatted with Wen Ying's mother with a smile.

With the encouragement of the two parents, the atmosphere at the dinner table finally became more lively.

Wen's father and Shen Zhu's father clinked their glasses, facing each other and preparing their words. Suddenly, Wen Sirang said from the side, "Actually, I think sweet tofu pudding has a unique flavor."

The two elderly fathers, who were clinking glasses and drinking, were both taken aback. Wen Sirang poked the person next to him with the other end of his chopsticks: "What do you think, mute?"

“…” Shen Chi froze for a moment, and after a long while, he said, “Salty food isn’t that bad.”

Wen Sirang laughed.

-

After dinner, Wen Sirang left with his parents.

Shen Zhu's father had drunk a little alcohol, and whether he was tipsy or not, he actually took the initiative to pull Shen Zhu aside to talk.

Wen Ying didn't follow him. Instead, she kissed Shen Zhu on the cheek and told him, "I'll wait for you in the car."

As she approached the lobby, a waiter had already driven her car out of the parking lot. Wen Ying declined their offer of a ride, turned on the air conditioning, and leaned against the car door to quietly watch the night view outside.

The colorful lights came on, making the starry sky less clear. Wen Ying recalled her first trip with Shen Zhu after their long separation. The stars back then were much brighter than they were now, densely scattered across the dome like gentle eyes gazing at the world.

Wen Ying's gaze continued downwards, and she saw the snow on the treetops melt in the warm lamplight, turning into dripping water that made small craters in the snow. Next to the craters, a series of footprints extended to her.

She smiled slightly at the person who suddenly walked up to her and said, "Happy New Year, Brother Shen Chi."

Shen Chi nodded slightly to her.

"Happy New Year."

Now, his speech was no longer as harsh and cold as before; instead, it carried a touch of humanity. After offering his blessings, he didn't rush to leave but stood with Wen Ying by the car, looking at the distant night sky.

“You don’t seem to hate me as much as you used to,” Wen Ying suddenly said.

Shen Chi paused for a few seconds before answering, "You've changed a lot."

Wen Ying smiled and said, "It's not that I've changed a lot, but that I've found my true self and understand what kind of life I want to live."

“I became an actor at the age of seventeen, but before that, I received the complete script of my life, and I almost lived that way.”

The person beside him was quiet, and Wen Ying didn't care whether he wanted to continue listening or not, and continued talking to herself, "The script said that I had to do everything I could to win your favor, so in high school, I went around trying to find out about you. But it's so strange, the more I learned about you, the more you disliked me. Not only that, you also disliked my connection with Shen Zhu. When I was seventeen, I went to your building to find him, and you looked like you were about to go crazy. You hated me to the extreme and said a bunch of irrational things to me, saying that Shen Zhu was simple-minded and easy to fool, while I didn't seem like a good person at all, full of bad intentions and full of lies, just like Wen Sirang, with the blood of a liar flowing in my veins."

"Actually, my memory of that day is a bit blurry, but this sentence is still fresh in my mind. I can't understand why you would scold me for no reason and then bring up Wen Sirang? It's as if he is the one who really makes you angry. So I went home and found him and asked him if he had lied to you about something."

Wen Ying still remembers Wen Sirang's reaction at the time. He exclaimed "Eh!" in surprise, then happily sat cross-legged on the sofa and counted on his fingers—

When they were children, Wen Sirang tricked Shen Chi into wearing a princess dress to participate in a talent show, but instead of playing the prince, he played the wicked witch who choked the princess to death with a poisoned apple. In high school, he stole Shen Chi's account password and accepted the confessions of six suitors in Shen Chi's name at the same time, making Shen Chi a notorious scumbag. Even as an adult, Wen Sirang did not give up the fun of pranking his nemesis. He bought hundreds of social media accounts and cast a wide net, but he still caught the same fish named Shen Chi. He pretended to be a little girl and had a sweet online romance with her, just to get revenge on Shen Chi for stealing his arranged marriage partner.

Wen Ying was greatly shocked and shook Wen Sirang's shoulders, asking him why he did this.

Wen Sirang looked bewildered, as if he himself was confused: "I don't know why I'm so obsessed with teasing him. Maybe it's because I really hate him. I feel uncomfortable when I see him with his mouth shut like a mute, and I'm unhappy when I see him doing well. Ah... so, does that mean I'm actually a psychologically twisted pervert?!"

At this point, Wen Ying amused herself and burst out laughing.

She looked at Shen Chi, whose usually expressionless face showed a faint smile, but it was fleeting, and the next second he returned to his expressionless state.

"But I don't believe you know nothing about this. You seem so smart, not like the kind of person who would be easily fooled by Wen Sirang with a flick of his finger. So, this little scam is nothing to you. That's not what makes you really think he's a real conman."

Wen Ying said, "In addition, your attitude towards me is really too strange. It's as if you can see through my purpose at a glance and know that I am not approaching you with sincerity. So, I have an incredible guess. Perhaps Wen Sirang, like me, once had a script that summarizes his entire life, and you know his script very well."

Shen Chi lowered his head at this moment, his eyes dark and unfathomable. Wen Ying also turned around and met his gaze frankly.

"Is his script the same as mine?"

Shen Chi said, "It's different."

Wen Ying nodded and calmly continued, "So he completed the entire storyline? Did he successfully complete the romance?"

Shen Chi remained silent.

A breeze blew by, causing the snow-covered treetops to sway slightly, casting large shadows under the dim streetlights, enveloping Shen Chi's figure.

"How do you define success or failure?" After a long silence, Shen Chi finally spoke slowly, "For you... are other people's feelings just a game?"

“No,” Wen Ying said, “the love is real.”

Shen Chi fell silent once again, as if caught in hesitation and struggle, his eyes revealing a rare complex expression.

"Wen Sirang, he succeeded."

"Then why didn't he leave?" Wen Ying asked immediately.

Based on past experience, after completing the mission, the system will give the player two choices: leave this world or stay and accompany the male protagonist for the rest of his life.

Did Wen Sirang choose the latter?

However, the system has emphasized that it is not possible for two campaigns to be conducted simultaneously in the same small world. The second campaign will only be restarted if the previous campaigner fails and the world is reset.

Clearly, Wen Sirang arrived before her, but why did this world still open to Wen Ying even after Wen Sirang successfully won her over? Why did Wen Sirang, who accompanied the male protagonist throughout his life, remain forever in this world?

"Of course he didn't stay because of me."

A voice sounded beside her, and Wen Ying came back to her senses.

“The waiting time was too long, and he forgot the meaning of waiting.” Shen Chi twitched his lips. “He forgot the purpose for which he did it, forgot the distant place he wanted to return to, forgot his true identity. Like all the other losers who came with a script, he became one with this world and fell into an eternal cycle.”