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

Liang Muqi leaned against Wen Ying, his head and neck bent at a 90-degree angle. Wen Ying was worried that he would need glasses after recovering, so she made him sit up straight to look at his phone.

The system continued: "While you met the male protagonist far too early chronologically, the world is vast, and there are certainly others on this land who have experienced the same ordeal."

Wen Ying looked at Liang Muxi: "His physical changes are very unstable. I can't find a pattern, and I can't imagine how other people similar to him would live on land."

System: [At the wrong time, cognition is limited, and it's normal for thinking to be blocked; there's no need to blame yourself for it.]

Because it was the wrong time, a situation of complete ignorance was created.

But Wen Ying had already arrived, so there was no way to sit still and wait to accept fate's arrangement.

She stood up and paced back and forth in the living room, while the system, also shrouded in gloom, floated on the ceiling.

After walking for less than two minutes, Wen Ying suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. Liang Muqi put his head on her shoulder and joined the group taking a walk in the living room.

"Have you even considered me, standing so close together? How are you two supposed to walk like this?!" the system yelled.

“Yeah, how am I supposed to walk like this?” Wen Ying also said, turning her head to face Liang Muqi. “If you step on me, I’ll fall down.”

Liang Muxi looked away from her phone screen, paused for a second, and seemed to be thinking.

Just as Wen Ying was about to speak again, Liang Muqi suddenly walked around to her, put one hand under her knees, and picked her up.

“Like this.” Liang Muqi curled up the corners of his lips, showing off how easily he could make this one-handed hugging motion, and even weighed it up and down a few times.

Liang Muqi counted down three, two, one, then started walking around the living room with Wen Ying a few times.

However, he still seemed to be thinking about the word software's winning streak.

Wen Ying was amazed and, not wanting to dampen Liang Muqi's enthusiasm for learning, patted his arm and told him to put himself down.

Liang Muqi turned towards the sofa, and Wen Ying's toes, which had been touching the floor, were suddenly pulled back into Liang Muqi's arms.

Wen Ying didn't quite understand the meaning behind his feint, so she pinched his face and said, "Let's go back to the sofa and sit together."

“Hmm…” Liang Muqi nodded, turned his head and rubbed his fingertips against hers, “Wen Ying.”

"What's wrong?" Wen Ying looked up at the system's expression, which was blurred out by the system.

“Learning, intimacy.” Liang Muqi turned her face back to him, making her look at him. “New.”

"You've learned a new way to be intimate?" Wen Ying raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then said, "Could it be that the video app is pushing some weird stuff to you again?"

“Not surprising,” Liang Muqi said, frowning as if he disliked video software. “No video.”

“It wasn’t a video.” Wen Ying smoothed his brow. “Where did you see it, a literacy app?”

"Mm!" This time, Liang Muqi nodded firmly, satisfied with their unspoken understanding. She nuzzled Wen Ying again and said slowly but quickly, "Demonstration!"

Wen Ying patted his head to indicate her agreement. Liang Muqi counted down for himself again: three, two, one. Then, he lifted Wen Ying up very high with both hands.

The chandelier flashed past Wen Ying's eyes, and Liang Muqi explained intermittently from below that the intimate way he had learned was called "lifting someone up high."

In addition, Liang Muxi has also learned to hug tightly, one of the three ways of intimacy. They only have the last one left to practice.

The last kind of intimacy was truly heavyweight. Liang Muqi was highly enthusiastic about learning and hoped that one day he could turn written language into practical exercises, using seven parts enthusiasm, two parts restraint, and a little bit of not very strong expectation that it would be okay even if he was rejected. He wanted to make an appointment with Wen Ying for a specific time.

Wen Ying didn't hear clearly; what flashed through her mind was a scene from a video from two months ago.

A woman walking upside down from the ceiling, her hair as wet as seaweed, a hand covering the surveillance camera...

The transparent membrane between her fingers was clearly a characteristic unique to mermaids.

Those are webbed feet.

-

At two o'clock in the morning, the streets were deserted.

Wen Ying drove her electric scooter, Xiao Huang, to school with Liang Muqi. Having not left home for several days, the night air had unknowingly become a bit chilly.

Wen Ying pulled her coat tighter around herself. Since there were no vehicles on the road, she rode her bike at a steady speed of 20 mph with one hand, feeling quite at ease.

She turned to remind the person behind her not to catch a cold, but Liang Muqi kept her head down and didn't say a word.

“Okay, you’re a little fish, you’re not afraid of the cold.” Wen Ying sighed. “Then can you lift your feet up? Even though I’m not driving fast, my shoes will wear out sooner or later if I keep going like this.”

Liang Muqi sighed behind him, and because he couldn't find a place to put his feet down, he curled up his legs in a somewhat aggrieved manner.

"Why are you still sighing?" Wen Ying asked, turning around in confusion.

The system also let out a long sigh above its head: [Sigh—]

Wen Ying asked it, "Do you know something?"

The system swallowed back the phrase "giving a flirtatious glance to a blind man," and said: "I'm just a lowly system, what could I possibly know?"

It thinks it still holds a grudge; such a big electric car, yet there's not even a place for it.

Originally, Wen Ying planned to just sit in the bicycle basket, but before setting off, she packed a few clothes, muttering, "I definitely need to change clothes after coming out of the water," and stuffed them into her backpack and tossed them into the basket, which was immediately filled.

The system had no choice but to float in the sky.

Fortunately, the journey wasn't particularly long, and the system mentally encouraged itself to keep moving forward.

Liang Muqi also calmed himself down when Wen Ying reached for her clothes for the second time, and put his hands around Wen Ying's waist to help her stay still.

“This dress I’m wearing is yours, it’s too big and keeps slipping down,” Wen Ying said.

"Hmm..." Liang Muqi pressed his forehead against her back, sat up properly, and hugged her tightly.

Upon arriving near the school, Wen Ying reminded the system to activate the invisibility buff.

"This buff can only be used for 24 hours. Once activated, the countdown will start immediately, but it can be paused midway," the system said.

Wen Ying's leave from school is also nearing its end: [Let's open it first, we'll try to be as quick as possible.]

The moment Wen Ying entered the school, she remembered the "ghost-catching operation" that Chen Ge had regretfully missed.

Actually, she didn't come here with the expectation of finding someone immediately, but recalling her birthday, Wen Ying still felt that Liang Muxi's change might be related to the person who appeared in the school's surveillance footage.

Wen Ying turned to look at the person next to her. This was Liang Muxi's first time in the outside world since she became a mermaid. She was a little worried that Liang Muxi would feel uncomfortable with this.

But he didn't. He seemed calm and collected, his hands in the pockets of his second favorite pair of trousers, looking out at the silent school building in the darkness.

Two seconds later, as if noticing Wen Ying's gaze, Liang Muqi turned his face and thoughtfully extended his hand.

"Take care of her," he said, then moved closer to Wen Ying. "Protect her."

“Actually, I wasn’t scared,” Wen Ying said, taking his hand. “But I’d love to be protected by you.”

"Wen Ying, you're amazing." Liang Muqi raised one corner of her lips, revealing a dimple. "Protect me."

“Of course, I would be happy to protect Liang Muxi,” Wen Ying said.

[...]The system looked at them, "I'm also very vulnerable, okay? Who among you can..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Ying laughed, shook her arm, and gestured for the system to fly lower and sit between the two of them.

The system paused for a moment, and when she sent the second invitation, it slowly flew over and sat down.

The person in the surveillance footage appeared in the corridor of Class 14, Grade 1. Wen Ying went over and circled around, but did not see anyone. However, she saw someone sign on the wall next to her: "XX sincerely prays here, please, Lord Ghost, strengthen the Air Force."

Although a large meeting had already been held, the legend of the school being haunted still circulated among the people, and Class 14 became a new popular spot for people to visit.

Compared to the dark shadows of the building, Liang Muxi was clearly more interested in the words on the wall. Even after they went downstairs, he was still reciting the words he had learned to Wen Ying.

As usual, Wen Ying praised him enthusiastically, and Liang Muqi smiled modestly. They went down the stairs and walked towards the teaching building at the back.

The evening breeze stirred, and the shadows of the trees swayed on the ground.

Before them was the pool at the foot of the senior high school building. Wen Ying led Liang Muxi over, intending to show him their classroom. Suddenly, someone stood up from the pool with a splash.

Wen Ying stopped in her tracks and looked in that direction. Before she could see clearly, Liang Muqi instinctively stepped in front of her.

"Liang Muqi..." she called his name, and Liang Muqi hummed in response. Wen Ying touched his arm, hoping to ease his tension.

Liang Muqi looked down at her. Wen Ying took a step forward, and the figure in the pool turned around, climbing up wetly.

Her long hair covered half her face, making it difficult to see clearly, but Wen Ying subconsciously felt that she was the person she was looking for.

The system temporarily disabled stealth, so I flew over and used a mosaic to block the surveillance.

The woman slowly raised her head and, seeing the two people who had suddenly appeared, was clearly quite frightened.

Wen Ying: Excuse me, this is a place for people, not ghosts.

"..." The woman silently tucked her legs back into the pool, preparing to turn her back, when her gaze suddenly paused, and she uttered a voice: "Liang Muxi?"

Wen Ying was taken aback and looked at the person beside her. Liang Muqi's expression was indifferent, and his calm eyes reminded Wen Ying of the night she first met him.

The woman beside the pool continued, "How did you end up here?"

Liang Muxi didn't speak. The woman stared at him, her nostrils flaring as if she had sensed something.

"You've become a monster," she said with certainty, "yet you still retain a human appearance—ah, your last connection to this world has been severed, so why is that?"

She looked confused, her gaze slowly shifting to Wen Ying: "Because you've found a new anchor."

Wen Ying was taken aback. The woman's voice became somewhat melancholy, as if it were filled with thick fog. She continued, "You will kill her. Different species are destined not to be with humans."

Out of the corner of her eye, Wen Ying felt that Liang Muqi seemed to glance at her and twitch her wrist slightly.

"I came to you just to ask—" Wen Ying didn't finish her sentence.

“I am not.” Liang Muqi looked at the person in front of him who was as wet as a ghost, his eyes still calm, as if he had no emotion at all. “I am different from you.”

Wen Ying was no longer surprised that Liang Muxi finally uttered five words. The woman laughed, her tone strangely tinged with unease: "You said something similar to me that day, the same thing. But think about the changes that have happened to you, the growth of scales and a fish tail, and your hands no longer resembling human shapes. Faced with all this, are you still going to deceive yourself?"

Then, she opened her mouth and uttered a sentence that Wen Ying could not understand.

"..." Liang Muxi paused, as if frozen in time.

Wen Ying didn't know what kind of conversation they were having, but hearing this much was enough to exhaust her patience.

She squeezed Liang Muxi's hand, and the latter looked up. Wen Ying smiled at him and turned to the woman in front of her.

"You seem to still be maintaining a human appearance," Wen Ying said. "Have you found a new anchor point?"

The woman looked at her with a puzzled expression and said gently, "If what you just said is true, you are also destined not to be with that person for long, and perhaps you will also hurt him."

"I do not care."

"Is that so? Then I don't care if I get hurt."

Shrugging indifferently, Wen Ying smiled and said, "We came here to see you not to have this pointless argument, but because we felt that the changes in you appeared earlier than the person next to me, so let's call you senior for now. Senior, you suddenly appeared after disappearing from the human world, experienced death and are still alive and well here, you must know where the entrance to another world is, right?"

The woman didn't answer. Wen Ying looked at the water droplets dripping from her body, pondered for a moment, and then spoke again: "It seems that I don't need you to answer anymore. I've already guessed the answer."

The person who jumped into the reservoir also appeared in the only koi pond with water at the school. Knowing about Liang Muxi's mother's passing, he might have also appeared in the pond at the hospital.

Where there is water, that is the entrance.

“But you can’t be so reckless in the future.” Wen Ying pointed to the surveillance camera with a red light not far away and said, “You were filmed in the corridor last time, and someone went to great lengths to help remove the video.”

"And what about you? You're standing here talking to me, aren't you afraid that people will think your behavior is strange?"

"When that kind person removed the video for you, they must have taken mine with them. I'd like to thank them here first, as I've added to their workload."

As Wen Ying spoke, she bowed towards the camera. The system, watching from the side, was rather speechless: [My friend, were you having a phenomenal acting performance tonight?]

The woman watched Wen Ying's actions in silence. After a long while, she said, "A month ago, I did see Liang Muxi. I used the transformation potion I brought from that world on him."

"At what time?" Wen Ying asked.

The woman looked at her, then put the hand she was holding with Liang Muqi into her coat pocket, and said, "Okay, I was just asking casually. After all, you seem to be a very kind person, so you wouldn't be malicious and want to harm someone on our first meeting, would you?"

“...The second time,” the woman said, “I admit that at first I just wanted to find someone like me. I didn’t ask him to understand me or expect him to do anything for me. I just wanted to get support and recognition.”

She recalled what had happened in the past few months, starting with the fear of failing the college entrance exam.

An unimaginable mistake befell her, and more than a decade of hard work went to waste. When she returned to that dark and decaying home, her father collapsed inside a glass bottle filled with the accumulated alcohol from years of drinking. Upon hearing her cries, he suddenly seemed to come alive, jumped off the sofa, and kicked her in a fit of rage.

It's already difficult to find empathy in this world, but when even her only relative ignored her tears and only vented their anger, she couldn't bear it any longer and mustered all her courage to rebel.

She said, “It’s not that I wanted to make a mistake! I didn’t want to get such a score either, but haven’t you done something wrong all these years? You passed out in front of the bar, and I skipped class to pick you up and take you home. You collapsed unconscious on the bed, and I took care of you day and night. I even paid off your gambling debts. And now, you tell me that tears are a form of escapism, but clearly alcoholism is the biggest escape from life!”

"Do you think you can escape the pain of life by getting drunk? The reality of poverty, stupidity, and being heavily in debt; the daughter who disappoints you but whom you still have to rely on; and my mother who left us because of your incompetence and lack of ambition!"

Her father was already drunk and incoherent, but he still used a lot of force and grabbed her neck hard.

The suffocating feeling made her dizzy, and all she heard was a voice: "Don't mention that woman who's a liar again!"

The next sound seemed to be the sound of her throat breaking, so she reached out and smashed the glass bottle over her father's head.

The first time, the second time, the third time, the father finally let go.

But why smash it a fourth time? She didn't know. Perhaps she was running away. She was controlled by cowardly tears and strangled by rising fear. In the end, she couldn't even say what was urging her on. She grabbed a new bottle and smashed it down again and again. Her father fell into a pool of blood.

She slowly stood up, staggering backward. Her first thought was to clean up the scene, but the next second she wondered why she was doing something so pointless.

She stopped being an escapist and started by accepting the reality that she had killed her father.