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

Mu Chen entered the conference room first and left as well. Before leaving, he left a business card, but since no one reached out to take it, Mu Chen could only leave the card on the table.

He told Liang Muxi that he had to deal with some urgent matters and that he would be able to finish his work by five o'clock.

Liang Muqi can wait in this meeting room, or if he feels uncomfortable here, Mu Chen's subordinates can take him to their home.

Liang Muqi said, "No need, I have to go back to class this afternoon."

Wen Ying leaned on the wheelchair and poked Liang Muqi's hand hanging by his side. Mu Chen watched them from the doorway, his expression unreadable.

Liang Muqi leaned down, and Wen Ying whispered in his ear, "According to the time difference, it should be late at night on the shore when we go home now."

Liang Muqi hummed in agreement and also lowered her voice: "So what do you want to do next?"

"I want to buy some local specialties to take back with me. The desserts yesterday were especially delicious." Wen Ying swung her legs. "Can you push me around in my wheelchair?"

Liang Muqi said "Okay," paused for a moment, and then asked, "Is it for a friend?"

Wen Ying didn't hear this. Mu Chen left, and Ye Aimin's colleague entered the conference room and started talking to Ye Aimin. Wen Ying's attention was drawn to him.

After two failed attempts at family mediation, my colleague was deeply discouraged, dejected, and completely demoralized.

Ye Aimin comforted her for a few words, and then his colleague went on to talk about the huge amount of compensation that Mu Chen was about to have to pay.

During their conversation, they mentioned Mu Chen's family situation in Haiya, and that Mu Chen had remarried ten years ago.

However, the marriage between Hui Li and Mu Chen was very short-lived. Not long after, Mu Chen and his wife divorced peacefully, and from then on, he devoted himself to his career.

But none of that matters anymore.

Whether she had ever loved, whether she had ever felt guilty or regretful, whether the tears stored in the box were more real than pearls or colder and harder than stones—these were no longer questions that Wen Ying cared about.

She looked away and took Liang Muxi's hand.

Considering they would have to attend early morning self-study sessions after returning, they didn't take any transportation or go very far. Liang Muqi pushed Wen Ying around the area at their leisure.

During working hours, the people of Haiya are busy in their offices, few mermaids pass by on the streets, and the shopping malls are deserted.

Wen Ying didn't manage to buy any souvenirs from the underwater world because the bank card Shen Chi gave her contained RMB, which could only be used on land.

So when they went home, they only took their physiology textbooks and a bunch of medications given to them by the association.

Before leaving, Ye Aimin and her colleagues stood in front of the lobby to say a temporary goodbye.

"This bracelet will record Liang's physical condition. If needed, he can come to the sea cliff for a check-up at any time. If it is inconvenient for him, the association will also visit him on land regularly."

Ye Aimin handed over a bracelet, and Wen Ying unbuttoned Liang Muqi's sleeve and helped him put it on.

“We are working hard to find a way to keep you on land for a long time, and we believe it will be possible soon.” Ye Aimin patted Liang Muqi’s shoulder, then looked at Wen Ying and smiled.

"But wherever you choose to live, Sea Cliff will always welcome you."

Wen Ying remembered that she still needed to leave the wheelchair behind, so she stood up, supporting herself on the armrests of the wheelchair.

She swayed slightly. Liang Muqi, who had been talking to Ye Aimin, turned around and picked up Wen Ying.

In front of so many mermaids, Wen Ying coughed lightly, tugged at Liang Muxi's clothes, buried her head in his chest, and mumbled, "See you next time."

She could see nothing else, and could only guess that they had entered the passage by the rise and fall of Liang Muxi's chest and the trembling caused by his walking.

"A front-loading washing machine and a free roller coaster... if I do this a few more times, I'll really become desensitized." Wen Ying bumped her head against Liang Muqi, and the back of her neck was rubbed.

She looked up and remembered that when they first arrived, Liang Muqi had rubbed himself in the same way.

“Liang Muqi…” Wen Ying called out his name.

Liang Muqi looked at her quietly. The world in front of her began to spin and become colorful. A familiar dizziness came over her. Wen Ying closed her eyes. The next moment, her lips felt like they were being pressed against something.

She tasted a slightly bitter flavor. Liang Muqi's lips had somehow gotten wet with seawater, so the salty taste was also transferred to her mouth.

Wen Ying opened her eyes, but the passage had become dark and she could not see anything. Liang Muxi's hand was still on the back of her neck, holding her lightly, pressing her towards him and penetrating deeper.

With a slight pain on the tip of her tongue, Wen Ying finally realized that what had been troubling her these past two days wasn't any water or soil acclimatization issue at all, despite all the hard work she had put in taking so many pills.

She tried to move her arm, wanting to punch Liang Muxi, but her body was trapped in the darkness, and she had no strength at all.

Wen Ying could only vent her anger and punish the culprit with her own mouth, biting the culprit's lip as well.

Back on shore, Wen Ying's mouth hurt, her head was spinning, and she felt unwell all over.

Liang Muqi squatted down in front of her, and Wen Ying hooked her arms around his neck and jumped up suddenly. Liang Muqi supported her knees and carried her across the wooden bridge, saying sorry eight hundred times.

Wen Ying suspected that if this road had no end, he would continue to feel sorry for others indefinitely.

"Why did you suddenly decide to carry me on your back? You always carried me before." Her cheek brushed against her hair, making it a little itchy. Wen Ying tilted her head to the side and looked at the moon in the sky.

Liang Muqi paused for a moment, then turned around and coughed, "Because I'm a little embarrassed to look at you right now."

“You are so honest, honesty is a virtue,” Wen Ying said.

Someone was even more shy than her, so Wen Ying naturally took the initiative and swung her legs.

Liang Muqi grabbed her leg, telling her not to move: "You'll fall."

Wen Ying: "What's wrong? Aren't you walking very steadily right now?"

Taking advantage of Liang Muqi's busy schedule, she maliciously touched his ear.

The pale pink wasn't very noticeable under the moonlight, but when Wen Ying pinched his earlobe, the skin beneath her fingertips instantly turned red.

“…Don’t touch me.” Liang Muqi said in a low voice, but Wen Ying’s hand did not move away, so he could only slowly exhale and say, “Please.”

"Please, that's a bit too polite." Wen Ying's face was also getting a little hot.

However, since Liang Muxi couldn't see it, Wen Ying pretended to be frank and said calmly, "You have to say it, please."

Liang Muqi pursed his lips, unable to speak. Wen Ying pinched him again, and after several seconds, he finally said, "Please..."

Wen Ying was meticulous: "Isn't a word missing?"

But Liang Muqi stopped talking and turned his head away, leaving only the veins on his neck exposed. Wen Ying was worried that he might actually hurt him, so she let go.

Liang Muqi walked across the bridge amidst the possibility of spontaneous combustion at any moment, and carried Wen Ying to the gate of Moon Bay Park.

The system had long since left, and it had thoughtfully unplugged the electric vehicle's power cord and placed it in the basket.

Wen Ying picked up her phone. The system had even taken the afternoon off for her. She left a message in her notes: 【Hmph, this system is incredibly kind. Some people shouldn't be too touched.】

On the way home, Wen Ying sat in the back seat, and the feeling of exhaustion belatedly washed over her. She pressed her face against Liang Muxi's back and dozed off intermittently for a while.

Liang Muxi stopped the car, and Wen Ying automatically stood up and walked upstairs, almost tripping over the threshold of the unit door.

Liang Muqi came over carrying a bag in one hand: "Are you walking steadily?"

Wen Ying turned around and glared at him. Liang Muqi took her gaze without hesitation, smiled silently, and then lifted her up by her knees.

Brush your teeth, take a shower, and go back to bed.

The light in Liang Muxi's bedroom was still on, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Wen Ying couldn't wait to say goodnight to him and fell asleep with heavy eyelids.

The next morning, Wen Ying was awakened by the aroma of food.

Liang Muqi got up earlier than her and bought food before returning.

Wen Ying opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a shrimp dumpling. Liang Muqi said to her, "You're finally awake."

"What do you mean by this?" Wen Ying stared at the chopsticks in his hand. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

"I know, go ahead, I'll wait for you." Liang Muqi took the chopsticks back from in front of her.

Wen Ying came out of the bathroom rubbing her face. Liang Muqi had already moved the breakfast to the table in the living room.

The phone is placed horizontally to one side, playing an English listening exercise.

Liang Muqi pulled out a chair next to him, and Wen Ying sat down. He handed her chopsticks and placed the porridge in front of her.

"Try it to see if it's hot," Liang Muqi said, pushing over a small jar. "There's white sugar here."

Wen Ying lowered her head and took a bite: "It's not hot, the temperature is just right."

However, she didn't add sugar because she preferred the natural flavor of the porridge.

They sat together for breakfast, and Wen Ying listened to English on her phone. After breakfast, Liang Muqi took the packaging boxes from the table and put them in the trash can, while Wen Ying wiped the table.

He came out carrying a tied-up garbage bag, picked up his keys, and said, "Let's go."

Wen Ying looked at him and suddenly realized that they had actually been living like this for many years.

Returning to campus after many days, Wen Ying was asked questions by different teachers in every class.

She answered the questions one by one, and the teacher would look at her with surprise, then glance down at something under her hand.

The surprise in her eyes turned into delight and relief. The teacher nodded in satisfaction and gestured for her to sit down.

Wen Ying passed a note to Liang Muxi: "I think they are testing me."

Liang Muqi replied while looking at the blackboard, "Hmm?"

Wen Ying: "When I got such a score last time, I was a dark horse that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which shocked the teachers."

Following this is a simple line drawing of a little person with their hands on their hips.

Liang Muxi: "Yes, it scared me too."

Wen Ying: "What, are you feeling threatened? I'm only one point behind you, but I'll surpass you next time."

Liang Muqi turned around, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and mouthed, "I accept your challenge."

Since he had said that, Wen Ying couldn't be careless, so she wrote another sentence: "I'm not going to talk to you anymore, I'm going to listen to the lecture."

Liang Muqi then folded the note and tucked it into his notebook.

At lunchtime, Wen Ying hadn't been to a place like this in a long time and didn't know what to eat, so she ended up eating the same thing as Liang Muqi.

They sat down facing each other, surrounded by noisy people. Wen Ying was picking up some food and was about to talk to Liang Muxi when she suddenly heard someone passing by whisper Liang Muxi's name.

“Liang Muxi is eating with…” The other person seemed not to know her name, only glancing at her briefly, “A girl eating.”

Ahem. Wen Ying put her hand to her forehead to block her vision.

These past few days have been so intimate that Wen Ying subconsciously feels that it's natural and only right for them to stay together wherever they go.

So they forgot that they were in school.

With so many people around, and who knows, there might even be the dean of students lurking nearby, ready to rush out and catch them in the act of dating.

Wen Ying moved her seat to the diagonal opposite Liang Muxi.

In such a noisy environment, moving her seat was an extremely subtle action, and she didn't even make a sound. Liang Muqi still looked up, a "?" appearing in her eyes.

"Avoid suspicion," Wen Ying reminded her.

Liang Muqi watched Wen Ying eat for a few seconds, then moved his own plate over.

He was still sitting opposite her.

"So intimate," Wen Ying said. "I'm about to be invited to your office for tea."

"I didn't do anything." Liang Muxi still couldn't understand.

"What else do you want to do?" Wen Ying asked, poking around in the rice with her chopsticks. "Eating face-to-face is already quite intimate, especially since we're at school."

Liang Muqi didn't speak, glanced at her, and then turned her face away.

They were so close that the blush on his earlobe quickly caught Wen Ying's eye. Wen Ying poked at her rice harder: "Don't think about it!"

“…” Liang Muqi lowered his head and drank his soup. “Okay.”

They sat back down diagonally for the second time, and a few minutes later, two boys came over with trays of food.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

Wen Ying glanced at the other person; the face looked somewhat familiar, as if they were a classmate.

"This place is taken," she politely declined. "Chen Ge will be here soon."

The two boys exchanged strange glances for a few seconds with their expressions before leaving with their trays.

After a moment, Liang Muqi said, "Chen Ge didn't come to school today."

"?" Wen Ying raised her head and swallowed what was in her mouth. "No wonder he didn't come to talk to me during break today."

"It's so quiet?" Liang Muqi asked again. He seemed to have finished eating and was just sitting at the table waiting for Wen Ying to leave together.

Wen Ying paused for a moment, then stood with Chen Ge, communicating with gestures. It wasn't going to be very lively anyway.

"No, I was with you." Wen Ying had almost finished eating and took out a tissue from her pocket. "You're very observant... I didn't even notice that his table was empty."

Wen Ying felt a slight sense of guilt for forgetting her friend.

Recalling the interrupted chat with Chen Ge, after the vague conversation that day, Chen Ge didn't send her any messages, and she didn't get a reply to her questions about "what's wrong".

Wen Ying didn't bring her phone to school, so she borrowed Liang Muqi's and added Chen Ge as a friend from the group chat.

It was approved in no time, and Chen Ge sent a question mark and exclaimed, "Am I delirious from the fever???"

Wen Ying also left a question mark on Liang Muxi's keyboard.

Wen Ying: "Are you sick? How are you feeling?"

Chen Ge: "?"

Wen Ying: "?"

Chen Ge: "Themselves?"

Wen Ying: "Not me, I am Qin Shi Huang, v50 resurrected."

Chen Ge: "Your account has been hacked. I'm going to tell Wen Ying. Other people won't fall for it, but she'll definitely give you 50 Vs."

Wen Ying: "?"

She looked up and met Liang Muqi's gaze. Wen Ying pouted and whispered, "I'm not that stupid, okay?"

Liang Muqi smiled and nodded.

Wen Ying typed: "I am Wen Ying."

Chen Ge sent a string of ellipses and then suddenly stopped talking.