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

Everything suddenly progressed very quickly.

Qi Xun arrived with his men and led them back to the safe zone. Zhao Xiyi also contacted her mother, who worked at the research institute, to arrange a physical examination for Zhou Yuxing.

Wen Ying was isolated in a ward, on an oxygen pump, surrounded by the beeping of various instruments. Through the voices coming from outside the door, she learned that Zhao Xiyi's mother's name was Ms. Tan Shuang. The script mentioned her, and sixteen years later, she and her team would develop a drug to curb the zombie virus at the joint research center.

Only then will humanity experience its final battle, and the apocalypse will be truly over.

But right now, Tan Shuang is here.

Was the plot moved forward because he rescued Zhao Xiyi, who was supposed to die, from a horde of zombies?

"Zhou Yuxing's wounds are healing at an unimaginable speed. I extracted his serum and injected it into Wen Ying. The zombie-like characteristics on Wen Ying's body are gradually disappearing..."

No, that's not right, something's wrong.

The drug originated from the constantly evolving zombies themselves, and from the scientists' painstaking efforts over more than a decade. How could Zhou Yuxing's blood have any effect on her?

"This serum is ineffective against other zombies, it only limits their movement speed, but it is still a breakthrough discovery, and perhaps humanity's hope lies in it."

"...My teacher found someone with a similar physical condition to Zhou Yuxing at the Pacific base. The medical conditions there are too poor, so he suggested we transfer there..."

"But given Wen Ying's current physical condition, it's not advisable for her to set off immediately..."

The conversation gradually stopped.

The ward door opened and closed, and Zhou Yuxing walked in, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked the ring on her finger.

Wen Ying was unable to move, and her breath was very faint. Through her blurred vision, Zhou Yuxing seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

“I may have to leave with Dr. Tan first, and Qi Xun will stay to take care of you.” Zhou Yuxing looked at her and slowly said, “Actually, I once thought that if you never get better, it wouldn’t be bad for me to take care of you like this for the rest of my life. If one day I can’t control you anymore and you also become a zombie, then we’ll be handcuffed together.”

"Prepare another sign and hang it on me. On the front, it should say, 'This zombie lady is picky and will never eat anyone else,' and on the back, it should say, 'If you're going to kill someone, kill me first. Please let me die before her.'... Isn't that a bit funny?"

Wen Ying didn't smile; she was so weak that she couldn't even manage a slight smile. Tears welled up in her eyes, which Zhou Yuxing gently wiped away.

Someone knocked on the door and told him, "Time is of the essence, it's time to get going." Zhou Yuxing responded, but instead of standing up immediately, he moved closer and took her hand.

Wen Ying heard him say in her ear, "There's always something missing between us. I haven't been able to keep many of the promises I made to you, not even the most ordinary life... Maybe it's because I've never been lucky enough growing up."

"According to the principle of give and take, my luck should have been shared with you, but you don't seem to be much luckier either. We're an unlucky couple." Zhou Yuxing seemed to chuckle, brushed her hair aside, and pressed his lips against her forehead.

Wen Ying's heart was pounding rapidly, as if sensing something. Zhou Yuxing lowered his head and leaned down to listen to her heartbeat.

His voice was low: "I don't know if this operation is right or wrong, but hope seems to be just around the corner. Even if there is only a one percent chance, I want to try my best... Actually, I've always had a feeling that if one of us is destined to die, the one who survives will definitely be you."

For some reason, Wen Ying felt the pain in her body becoming clearer. She felt as if she was being gently lifted up and placed in a closed space, where warm water enveloped her.

“If I’m not careful…” Zhou Yuxing paused, then changed to a more relaxed tone: “Then you’ll have to remember me for a while. It would be too heartless of you to just forget about me after I’ve bitten you so many times. At least wait until you’re truly happy before you forget me.”

After he finished speaking, he gently pulled her close again before finally standing up under his second urging.

Don't go, don't leave me...

Wen Ying struggled internally again and again, but her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't make a sound.

The familiar scent faded away, and she heard footsteps receding into the distance, followed by the slowly closing door.

Zhao Xiyi's voice could also be heard: "You've never really cared about me since I was little, and it's the same now. I almost died, and you didn't even say a word of concern. You rushed over and then had to leave again... Why can't you be a little selfish? There are so many people who save the world, but I only have one mother..."

Ms. Tan said something to her, and Zhao Xiyi hesitated, pursing her lips and remaining silent.

The group eventually left.

Those chosen by the script, none of them retreated, nor did any of them ever return.

……

Startled awake from her dream, Wen Ying sat up.

That feeling of unease and anxiety was brought into reality, and her chest heaved violently.

She hadn't dreamt of these things in a long time; they were too real and could easily make one feel depressed. Zhou Yuxing didn't allow her to have such dreams either. In his words, "The daytime is already hard enough; it's not good to blame yourself for such a small thing at night."

He took it upon himself to control the remote control of Wenying's dreams.

Zhou Yuxing didn't want to watch sad scenes with Wen Ying, so he always turned the speed up to three times. Everyone spoke very fast and their speech was unclear, like they were acting in a comedy. The zombies were too bloody, so they had to be blurred. Since it was unavoidable, Zhou Yuxing would block the view with himself so that Wen Ying could only look at his handsome face, saying, "This is how you purify your soul."

Thinking of Zhou Yuxing, Wen Ying gradually found her breathing rhythm, and her heartbeat calmed down.

She picked up her phone and unlocked it. Suddenly, a scene flashed before her eyes: "Now you remember your birthday, right? Don't forget it again."

She sat here last night, seemingly having a conversation with someone... Ah, it was Zhou Yuxing.

Wen Ying stared blankly at the screen, recalling the hallucinations from last night: Zhou Yuxing helping her move her things, Zhou Yuxing hugging her, cooking for her, and taking her to the rooftop to see the snow.

They watched the last snowfall of the old year together. Although this companionship was just an illusion, it was better than nothing, and Wen Ying still felt much happier.

The phone rang suddenly; it was Ye Weiyi calling: "Boss... I just got up and was packing my things when I realized I accidentally lost my night vision goggles..."

Ye Weiyi's tone was apprehensive as she said that she had caused trouble on the first day of the new year, but Wen Ying was in a good mood and said nonchalantly, "It's okay if it's lost, it's not a big deal, we can just get a new one."