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

At six o'clock in the evening, the electronic door lock beeped in the empty room.

Chi Ye appeared at the front door. He first looked around and found that the living room was dark. Without taking off his coat and outdoor shoes, he walked directly into the darkness, went to the dining table to check the food, and then looked at the balcony. The clothes that he had washed this morning and had not yet put away were obediently hanging there, untouched.

In the dark room, Chi Ye's shoulders relaxed. He went back to the door, changed into slippers, released the robot vacuum cleaner, suppressed his emotions, and pushed open the bedroom door.

A shadow rose on the bed. Wen Ying was sleeping on the side she had slept on last night, her body very close to the edge of the bed. If she turned over in her sleep now, she would definitely fall to the ground. However, there was a thick wool carpet under the bed, so she shouldn't fall and hurt herself. She would just continue to sink into a fluffy dream.

Chi Ye leaned against the door quietly for a while. The robot vacuum cleaner moved forward diligently and, after cleaning the living room, it responsibly came to the bedroom and gave a prompt to the obstruction at the door to leave quickly.

Chi Ye shifted his feet slightly, bent down and turned off the robot's power. The light on the small disc flickered on and off, offering a weak resistance, before he carried it back to the power storage compartment.

The original footprints had been cleaned up. Chi Ye took off his coat outside, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, glanced at the time, turned on the night light, and walked to the bedside to gently wake the sleeping person.

The dim light intertwined with the darkness of the night that was about to break through the twilight, and Wen Ying slowly opened her eyes.

She lay there in a daze for about ten seconds, then propped herself up on the bed with her elbows and sat up: "You're back."

Chino seemed quite pleased with those words, his eyes shining as he nodded at her.

"Are you hungry?" he asked in a light tone. "Want to go for a walk?"

"Let's go for a walk," Ikeno invited her to come outside.

Wen Ying rubbed her slightly dazed head and went to the bedside to put on her shoes.

"I'm not hungry yet. I ate the food you made at 3 p.m. and then went back to sleep."

She answered his questions one by one: "I don't want to go out for a walk either, Chino. Actually, sometimes I don't want to go out."

Wen Ying looked up and saw that Chi Ye had an expression that could almost be described as happy, but he didn't laugh. Instead, he restrained himself and pressed the corners of his mouth down.

"Shall we eat at home later? I'll order takeout and have the ingredients delivered." Chi Ye said, pretending to be calm, and then took out his phone to contact the delivery person.

Wen Ying stopped him from making a phone call: "Do you know why I've been staying at home and not going out, waiting for you to come back?"

Ikeno said "I don't know," and followed up with, "Why?"

Wen Ying: "Because I can't go out in my pajamas, my clothes are still wet from washing, and you didn't give me the code to your door lock, I'm worried that if I go out I won't be able to come back."

There are many loopholes in the statement. For example, Chi Ye has spare women's clothes in his wardrobe, which Wen Ying can change into before going out. She can also ask him to bring over clothes that are not yet dry. Even if she doesn't know the password for the electronic door lock, she can solve everything by sending him a message.

However, Ikeno failed to notice any of these loopholes, or perhaps he completely overlooked them.

Ikeno finally couldn't suppress the gradually rising corners of his lips and revealed a smile that he tried his best to maintain.

He said, "I'm sorry."

He then added, "I'll send you the password now. We'll go to the door and register your fingerprint there as well."

But Wen Ying said, "No need."

She went to the balcony to retrieve her clothes, quickly changed in the bathroom, and put her pajamas in a bag. Chi Ye stood guard at the door like a large dog eagerly waiting, but Wen Ying didn't realize she was the owner and was reluctant to pat his head.

The canine was somewhat disappointed and lowered its head to approach.

Wen Ying let him rub against her very gently, and then sent him five hundred yuan on her phone.

“I’ve already worn the pajamas, so I’m taking them with me. I’ve already thrown the toothbrush in the trash can, could you please clean it up again? The remaining money is for last night’s room fee. Thank you for allowing me to stay here.”

Wen Ying would pause after each sentence, and Chi Ye looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't understand.

"I don't understand," he said with difficulty. "Didn't we agree on something?"

He was willing to be Wen Ying's alternative to her "official boyfriend," and he accepted that she might like two people at the same time, and that the best choice would definitely not be him.

Morality and constraints became empty words; all he wanted was for the moonlight to shine on him, without being willing or wanting to consider whether the moonlight also generously poured down to bathe others.

"I did not agree," Wen Ying replied coldly.

Chino stared at her: "I thought you agreed."

Wen Ying sighed softly and said to him meaningfully, "You've forgotten what I said. There's no guarantee that your wrong guesses won't be corrected."

Ikeno's expression gradually went blank, and he fell into a long silence.

Wen Ying didn't give him a chance to catch his breath and continued, "I'm sorry, maybe I did mislead you before. After spending these past few days with you, I feel that you're not bad either, but after thinking about it, I still can't be an immoral person."

"So I think we can stop here, before things go too far, in Zhao Qi..."

When she mentioned Zhao Qi's name, she noticed that Chi Ye's shoulder twitched immediately, and he quickly raised his head as if to say something, but before he could speak, Wen Ying's phone rang.

Chi Ye's expression changed slightly: "Zhao Qi?"

Wen Ying shook her head and said "no," but Chi Ye's expression was still very bad.

"Sorry." She turned to answer the phone.

Yu Qing's voice came in: "The cafeteria is giving out free cakes today, and I brought you one too. It's strawberry flavored! Are you coming back tonight or not? If you're not back before nine o'clock, I'll eat yours too."

Wen Ying said, "I will go back, but I will be a little late. If you like the cake, you can eat it."

Yu Qing laughed a few times: "Am I that greedy in your eyes? Just kidding. Even if you don't come back, I will keep the cake for you until it expires. I'm just a little bored and wanted to ask what you're doing."

“I’m handling some things,” Wen Ying replied.

"Then you continue handling it. I'll go check on Lu Xi." Yu Qing quickly hung up the phone.

Wen Ying turned around and faced Chi Ye again.

He twitched the muscles at the corner of his mouth, his smile this time very forced: "So, you're planning to get rid of me?" he said to himself, "Well, I was a mistake, an obstacle to your relationship, and a disruption to your normal life."

Wen Ying repeated the same thing: "I'm sorry."

Chi Ye didn't want to hear anymore. He hugged her tightly, both panicked and determined: "I don't want to hear you say sorry. What I want to hear is never that sentence. Wen Ying, I like you, but it doesn't matter if you don't like me."