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

cyy: "Singing?"

Wen Ying looked at her roommate who had already gotten up and started packing her things.

wyy: "I'm done singing."

Yu Qing was looking at ride-hailing orders; everyone was getting ready to take a taxi back to school.

cyy: "Can I pick you up?"

After a pause, cyy said, "You guys made a mistake."

The location where Wen Ying and her group were located was indeed somewhat remote, and the price of ride-hailing services was slightly higher during peak hours, but fortunately they had already managed to hail one.

She lowered her head, and her conversation with Ikeno ended with the repeated question, "Is it okay?"

wyy: "No." Her heart was cold to the core today.

But she still offered a brief explanation: "My friends said that men can affect one's mood, so none of them brought their boyfriends."

cyy: "Understood."

It was followed by an obedient emoji.

cyy: "I can't go there either."

What do you know? You know everything!

wyy: "No, I don't think you understand."

After sending it, they felt it was childish, so they started playing cryptic games.

wyy: "Don't try to guess what I'm thinking. If you guess wrong, I can't offer you any after-sales service."

cyy: "I don't mind."

Here it is again.

Wen Ying really didn't want to hear the words "I don't mind" from his mouth again, and forced him to change.

Chi Ye didn't argue, but patiently went along with it. Then he said he was going to listen to music and write his thesis, told Wen Ying to be careful on her way back, and then logged off.

Wen Ying could figure out which song Chi Ye was listening to with her bare hands. She began to consider the possibility of taking out the system and forcibly deleting the files on Chi Ye's phone.

Yu Qing stood at the door: "Let's go, A-Ying. The driver is already waiting at the door."

The navigation route was constantly congested, so the driver took a detour after getting permission. It was a bit roundabout and even passed by the restaurant where Zhao Qi had held his birthday party yesterday.

Yesterday's meal was a very bad experience; Wen Ying felt a headache coming on just seeing the restaurant's lit-up sign from afar.

She was about to close her eyes and doze off for a while when she caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

It was Zhao Qi. He was standing in front of the e-sports hotel next to the restaurant, talking to the girl next to him.

The girl looked very familiar. Wen Ying confirmed that she wasn't face-blind; the girl who had her arm around Zhao Qi was the one who had lent her the USB drive during class yesterday.

As the road gradually widened, the driver stepped on the gas and drove away just before the two were about to kiss.

Back in the dorm, I chatted with my roommates until late. The dinner and karaoke made graduation feel real.

Jiang Xue felt she would definitely be the first to leave, because once she started talking, she couldn't stop.

“Actually, my dad wanted me to take the civil service exam or the postgraduate entrance exam, but I really didn’t want to take any more exams. In the end, I just didn’t have the motivation to strive.” Jiang Xue sat on Lu Xi’s bed. “But I think things are pretty good now, and my plans for the future are also pretty good.”

"Life is life, no matter what. Let's take it one step at a time." Even if the sky were to fall and the earth were to crack, Yu Qing would still finish applying her last face mask.

Wen Ying lay on the bed listening silently when Lu Xi suddenly asked, "And what about you, Ying?"

"Huh? Me? I haven't thought about it yet..." Wen Ying was stunned.

I never imagined this topic would spread to me.

At first, she simply followed the system's instructions and came to this world with a try-it-out mentality.

What was she thinking at that time? To try her best to win over the male lead and regain a new life as soon as possible.

So what now? Should we still focus on capturing Ikeno, quickly completing the mission, and moving on to the next world?

Chi Ye… Wen Ying silently repeated this person’s name in her heart, and his image gradually appeared in her mind. Gradually, she recalled his focused expression when he looked at her, his hot breath touching her neck, and the kiss she couldn’t help last night.

A different rhythm came from her heart. Wen Ying suddenly realized that she could no longer regard Chi Ye as a stereotypical and one-dimensional figure.

Not only Chi Ye, but also Yu Qing, Jiang Xue, Lu Xi... friends.

[Ding, the current plot has progressed to 50%]

The system's smug voice rang out: "I told you we're offering an immersive experience; high freedom has its advantages."

Wen Ying, however, could not express the same joy as it did in advancing the plot.

We chatted until the early hours of the morning, and my voice still hadn't recovered. The next morning, the group chat notified our advisor that he was treating us to dinner.

This meal was filled with the complexities of human relationships, which Wen Ying could not avoid, leaving her feeling utterly exhausted.

She had never participated in social activities so frequently before; all she wanted to do was stay under the covers and sleep.

While eating, Wen Ying felt dizzy and kept staring blankly at one spot. Like an alien with a slow internet connection visiting Earth for the first time, she became sluggish in her reactions to the people around her.

So when Ikeno sent her the message "Can I pick you up?" again, she immediately pressed the voice message button and said yes.

cyy: "Did any of your friends bring their boyfriends to dinner today?"

wyy: "No, only Jiang Xue in the dorm has a boyfriend, but Jiang Xue is not in our major."

Therefore, neither Jiang Xue nor her boyfriend appeared at the dinner.

There was a half-minute silence on Ikeno's end.

cyy: "And what about you?"

The question went unanswered, and the phone's owner was once again drawn into a shared drinking session.

After drinking, Wen Ying felt even more dizzy, and the sounds of people around her seemed to penetrate a thin film before reaching her ears.

"Aying, your phone is ringing." Yu Qing called out several times but received no answer. She nudged Aying's shoulder. "Oh my god, you've got the wrong glass. That one just had wine in it..."

It was too late. Wen Ying put the phone to her ear, clutched the cup, and drifted away like a ghost.

Yu Qing and Lu Xi were left behind, and under the astonished gazes of all the teachers and students, they repeatedly explained, "Just a little bit, just a little bit. My child is not usually like this. She is usually a very cheerful person. There must be a reason why she left early today."

"What's with all this talk about manners? My child is wearing a baseball cap, teacher."

"Oh, you mean the cup? What cup? Isn't the cup included in the cutlery fee...?"

The night was still, and the wind had ceased.

Ikeno stood under the brightest streetlamp, his long shadow stretching out at his feet, waiting like a silently growing tree.

Wen Ying quickened her pace, and the distance between the two became shorter and shorter.

She stopped right in front of him, almost touching.

Wen Ying tiptoed and pressed down on Chi Ye's shoulder, forcing him to lower his head.

The latter obediently complied, deliberately softening her breathing.

Then Wen Ying raised her hand, took off the hat from his head, and put it on her own forehead.

"Found it! My level 3 helmet!" Wen Ying said happily, wearing two hats.

She spun around twice, checking if the surroundings were safe enough. Her movements were very alert and serious, and her posture was as standard as a Hollywood star. In the end, she lost her footing and fell into Ikeno's arms, thinking that she had been ambushed by the enemy.

"Get in the car quickly." Wen Ying was carried to the car and covered her eyes, looking as if she was giving her last words after falling to the ground.

Playing along with her performance, Ikeno asked, "So what are you going to do?"

Wen Ying said, "Don't worry about me." With a desperate struggle, she shoved the glass in her hand into his. "Here's some medicine. Take care of yourself after I leave."

Ikeno gripped the wine glass and also grabbed her wrist, saying no.

"You can't leave, and I can't ignore you either."

If it's too cheesy, it's definitely not from the heart.

Wen Ying covered her eyes with one hand and her ears with the other, refusing to look or listen.

A murmur came from the side: "Wen Ying, if you leave, I will die with you."

A talkative person, spouting strangely depressing things...

Wen Ying covered Chi Ye's mouth with her hand, but he gently kissed her palm again and again.

Ikeno asked in a low voice, "Can you take me with you?"

Got no answer.

The person in my arms was quiet; she was asleep.