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

After much urging, Zhou Yuxing finally returned to that household.

Ah Qi thought he was reluctant, but he didn't expect that after going up there, he wouldn't come out. He dawdled and did something, making Ah Qi stand down there in the cold wind for a long time.

Fortunately, they finally got to pet the kitten. After ordering the cat bed materials on her phone, Zhou Yuxing's voice rang out from behind: "Alright, let's go."

"Why did it take so long to pay back the money? Did you kowtow and apologize to them?"

As Ah Qi spoke, she put her phone in her pocket. When she turned around, she was immediately dumbfounded. Zhou Yuxing had somehow gotten a long trench coat and was standing in the snow like a male model.

"How is it?" he had the nerve to ask, the tags were still on the trench coat, it looked brand new. "It fits much better than the one you bought."

"If I remember correctly, you gave me your height and weight when you bought these clothes." Ah Qi rejected his personal attack, examining the price tag. Such an expensive price, converted to the number of days spent sewing...

"So expensive." His good friend sighed, his voice tinged with sadness for some reason. "Only someone important deserves such an expensive item. She loves Zhou Yuxing so much."

"..." Ah Qi's mental calculations stopped, and he looked at his good brother who was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "Is this kind of schizophrenic version of showing off popular now?"

After all that, it turned out that the clothes and the eight yuan were given to him by the person in the photo. It wasn't some kind of kleptomania at all. His good friend was just following the person persistently because he ran into an old acquaintance.

However, there was one thing Ah Qi still couldn't understand: "Why don't you just stay here? It's too much trouble to keep running around."

Zhou Yuxing withdrew his gaze, snowflakes landing on his sleeve, which he carefully brushed away: "You know that my current situation is not suitable for survival in society. What if one day my willpower weakens and I lose control and accidentally hurt her?"

That makes sense, Ah Qi nodded, then realized something was wrong: "Then why are you still with me? So your girlfriend's life is your life, but your brother's life is worthless and you just fight like a dog! Back then, you chased me like a madman with a knife, I ran from the east side of the forest to the west side, calling your name eight hundred times and you didn't answer, and now look at you..."

Ah Qi tearfully rebuked him, and Zhou Yuxing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, I'm sorry." Ah Qi forgave him, shook hands with him, and embraced him affectionately.

There are many surveillance cameras in the community. Before leaving, Zhou Yuxing first cleaned up the footage that captured his image.

Wen Ying has changed her name; perhaps she's carrying out some extraordinary mission. Things from the past are not suitable to appear here.

The image disappeared, and Zhou Yuxing let out a deep sigh.

Ah Qi was already used to it. After all, this guy did the same thing when he locked himself up to listen to a recording. His English listening comprehension was filled with sighs, and anyone who didn't know better would think he was on NetEase Cloud Music.

But seeing his good brother's worried expression, Ah Qi still said, "Try to think positively. If your brother who bought you clothes for two hundred yuan can accept the fact that you've mutated, there's no reason why your girlfriend who's willing to buy you clothes for eight thousand yuan wouldn't accept it."

This was the second time Zhou Yuxing had heard the word "girlfriend" that night. He couldn't help but wonder, did Wen Ying break up with him before "Zhou Yuxing" died?

I don't think so, otherwise she wouldn't have her eyes light up the moment she saw him, cling to him so familiarly, and kiss him... as if they had done this hundreds or thousands of times before.

But that's all in the past.

Whether it was sweetness or bitterness, embrace or quarrel, it all remained only in this body; Zhou Yuxing himself did not remember.

If he doesn't remember these things, is Zhou Yuxing still Zhou Yuxing? Or should he accept Wen Ying's kindness towards him without any qualms?

Thinking of this, he glanced down at his clothes. He'd just thought the outfit he and Wen Ying wore after get off work looked like a matching set, and in a moment of impulsiveness, he'd put it on. Now, looking at him like this, he really did look a bit like a thief.

He had already put the reason for their next meeting into his heart, but he didn't know what kind of expression would appear on her face when they met again.

He even developed a kind of neurotic escapist mentality—would anyone get drunk twice in two days?

“Humans are made up of memories,” Zhou Yuxing murmured. “I am not human.”

What is he grieving over here? Ah Qi almost choked on his breath, thinking to himself, "I don't have any memories either. Brother, it's fine if you're not human, don't drag me into it."

However, on the surface, he still vigorously hit his good brother on the back: "Then go and get your memories back."

Zhou Yuxing's gaze drifted over, and Aqi put his hands in his pockets and walked forward. Although even he was not sure if he could regain his memories, he wanted to comfort others, so he at least made himself look more determined.

"There have been zombie outbreaks, superhumans everywhere, and you were buried for four or five years and still managed to crawl out of your grave. What else in this world is impossible?"

They returned along the same route, their footprints buried by the heavy snowfall behind them.

Apart from the person lost in a beautiful dream and the few cats downstairs, no one knows the traces left here.

-

Wen Ying had another dream about the day Zhou Yuxing left.

According to Zhou Yuxing, this person has been very good at taking care of all kinds of creatures since childhood. So whether it is flowers and plants, dogs and cats, or Wen Ying, who unfortunately became a zombie and was taken by Zhou Yuxing to live in seclusion, he took good care of them all.

She was still conscious. Although the nutrient solution provided by the system could not restore her to her original state, it at least had a calming effect. Wen Ying did not show any aggression towards the surrounding creatures.

Zhou Yuxing was different. As Wen Ying's caretaker, this human had a special fragrance that was both beautiful and pleasant. When Wen Ying was around him, she would always unconsciously feel her teeth ache.

She was torn between her inner thoughts and her own, struggling fiercely to suppress this unfriendly behavior. But Zhou Yuxing was a very generous man, and he took the initiative to put his arm into her mouth.

Even after being bitten, he simply smiled brightly with his eyes crinkled, as if he felt no pain, and leaned in to kiss her forehead.

Wen Ying didn't actually want him to kiss her. She wasn't completely unchanged; she had genuinely mutated. The person in Zhou Yuxing's eyes had a ashen face, just as terrifying as the other zombies.

She didn't know how he could bring himself to do it.

Wen Ying turned her head, and Zhou Yuxing followed suit. She rolled over, trying to turn her back to him, but she couldn't.

Because she had a pair of handcuffs with a soft cloth lining on her wrist, the other end of which was cuffed to Zhou Yuxing's wrist.

Wherever they go, the distance between them is never more than ten centimeters.

With a clanging sound, Wen Ying failed to turn over and was slowly pulled back by Zhou Yuxing, her head resting on his lap again.

"That way they won't run away."

A faint smile played on his lips, as if he were implying something. "You see, am I a little smarter than him?"

Wen Ying had no idea what he was talking about.

She lost the ability to think and judge, and was held in his arms. Zhou Yuxing trimmed her nails, took her for a walk, and fed her.

Blood trickled from between her lips and teeth. Zhou Yuxing stroked her hair, and light kisses landed on her forehead and the corners of her eyes.

“I don’t want to know who you love most. I’m not that petty.” He murmured softly, his teeth brushing against her earlobe. “I just want you to know… that no one will ever love you more than me, in the past or in the future.”

His voice was extremely indistinct, and Wen Ying's consciousness was also very blurred.

She couldn't remember what she had confessed to him, nor could she recall the bloody scene before her.

Until one day, Zhou Yuxing told her that a miracle seemed to have happened. He had not mutated and had become a zombie couple with her. Instead, all the wounds on his body had healed.