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

The lights were off inside, and a sense of tranquility permeated the darkness.

Ikeno stood on the side of the bed. His insomnia was acting up, and even after taking medication, he still couldn't fall asleep in the empty room.

A faint fragrance wafted in the air, or perhaps it was just his imagination. He sent a text message to Wen Ying but received no reply. After he returned the transfer, she immediately sent a reply. After this happened several times, Wen Ying completely ignored him.

He lay down on one side of the bed, moving slowly like someone with rusty joints, and rested his head on the pillow she had once used, seeking a moment of psychological comfort.

However, it started raining outside. Even though the curtains and windows were tightly closed, moisture mixed with dirt still seeped in through the gaps.

Chi Ye felt calm yet uneasy, thinking that Wen Ying's scent was about to dissipate.

He wanted to do something to make up for it, but no matter what he did, Wen Ying thought it wasn't anything special.

Ikeno is an eccentric and unlikable person who rarely wins the favor of his sweetheart or receives the blessings of luck. He is always very contradictory, sensitive, and suspicious, which causes him to miss out on many things, and it is no wonder that he is abandoned.

However, bromeliads are flowers that cannot be preserved; they will gradually wither away without nutrients, and eventually even their fragrance will disappear.

Ikeno knew he wasn't suited to growing flowers, yet he couldn't help but feel a base desire.

The rain showed no signs of stopping.

After talking with Li Weiwei, the sounds of the surrounding crowd became clearer, and the subway station entrance was very noisy, which made Wen Ying feel uncomfortable.

She pulled the hood of her coat over her head and saw the umbrella vendors gradually appearing in the rain. Thinking that she still couldn't save the twenty yuan today, she scanned the code and bought a transparent long-handled umbrella.

Back in the dormitory, Yu Qing was sitting on the floor playing a mobile game. The two greeted each other, and Wen Ying went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She dried her hair and returned to the bedside. Yu Qing had just finished a round of matches and invited her to join in.

Wen Ying wasn't very sleepy, and since she had already downloaded the game to her phone beforehand, she accepted Yu Qing's invitation.

Upon entering the team, there were already four people inside. Yu Qing said they were teammates from the previous game, and there were also friends from his hometown.

What position do you play?

"Let's go to the side." Wen Ying preferred a spot where no one was following her, making it easier for her to drift off and think about other things.

Yu Qing was a little surprised by the hero she had chosen: "I thought you would be like me, not playing characters with unattractive skins."

Wen Ying scratched her head: "Um... I'm not picky." She couldn't really choose, since she hadn't spent any money on the service.

The game loaded, and she controlled her character to walk down the tower. Someone in the team voice chat said, "Yu Qing, did you bring your dad into this?"

Unexpectedly promoted in seniority, Wen Ying looked at the animated character on her screen. It was a primitive skin and a caveman, and with her microphone turned off, it looked exactly like a taciturn old man.

Well, it wasn't entirely without reason.

Yu Qing didn't explain herself when she was being joked about, and just said with a grin, "Yeah, you guys should all take this seriously."

In the casual game, no one was playing seriously. The teammates and Yu Qing were chatting idly in the channel, while Wen Ying was also thinking about something.

However, the opponents valued sportsmanship. Wen Ying's opponent on the side lane seemed to be working with their mage, who rushed up in a glittering luxury warship, accompanied by laser flames, and burned Wen Ying to death twice.

After the opponent sailed over aggressively for the third time, a figure blocked Wen Ying's character, transforming into a nimble, leaping deer. Wen Ying was then encased in a light-colored protective shield and retreated unharmed to the tower.

[Beep beep, please note, the male supporting character has entered.]

Wen Ying paused for a moment as she listened to the voice message "Whose little deer is this?" coming from her phone.

She hesitated for a few seconds as she looked at the semi-transparent object crouching above her head, aggressively emphasizing "The top laner is here" in the public channel.

[You mean, this person in the fancy dress who ends every sentence with "uh-huh," "oh," or "yo-yo" is a man?]

The system replied: "[He's a male supporting character, of course he's a man. What, you think it's disgusting for a man to act cute? What if Ikeno talked to you like that?]"

Wen Ying looked at the chattering text popping up in the channel, tried to imagine it, but found that she couldn't.

She had never played games with Ikeno, and Ikeno didn't seem like someone who was interested in mobile games.

As for acting cute...

Wen Ying rubbed the tip of her nose; Chi Ye's way of acting cute wasn't like this.

He might not use interjections to say anything gentle, or perhaps he wouldn't even need to speak at all.

All you need to do is look at Ikeno; he has beautiful eyes that reflect his emotions and are inexplicably gentle.

But today, those gentle eyes are hurt, and they've become wet.

Ikeno was perfectly fine in her own room, and although she hadn't touched the rain, she seemed to have gotten soaked.

Wen Ying felt a little sad and decided to quit after finishing this game.

For the remaining ten minutes, their team's support player stayed with her, abandoning the 0-8 marksman.

The archer, her face flushed, raged helplessly into the microphone: "Come help me! Why are you always arguing with Yu Qing's dad? Breaking up other people's families is wrong!"

The support player wobbled along behind, his first skill used to scout bushes like a tail. In the team voice chat, only he and Wen Ying remained silent, sending text messages: "I'll follow whoever is better, can the top laner give me some blue buff qwq?"

The archer, enraged, flashed into the enemy's encirclement: "I'm just a worthless life, so let's fight! It's either you or me!"

Then, unsurprisingly, their puppet's head was kicked off by the opposing team, who then pushed onto the high ground and destroyed their crystal.

Wen Ying quit the game: "I'm not playing anymore, I'm going to do the laundry first."

Yu Qing tried to persuade him to stay: "No, let's play another game and have a good match. Your record is so good, we're all relying on you to carry us."

Wen Ying smiled at her and walked to the pool to get water.

Before Yu Qing even started the game, one of her earphones was taken off and she spoke to her: "That clueless Yao just now said she wanted to apologize to you and asked if she could have your contact information."

Wen Ying chose to refuse amidst the system's persistent "Give, give, give" prompts.

Before soaking the clothes in water, she took out a note from her pocket and placed it on the dry side of the table: "I don't want to add people I've never even met. Let's talk about it another time."

Yu Qing replied "okay," and turned around to refuse on her behalf.

System: [...Didn't you say you liked online chatting?]

It wondered: "Dear host, why aren't you playing by the rules?"

Wen Ying thought this was abnormal: [I haven't even finished dealing with Zhao Qi's matter, and now a new character has appeared. If this continues, am I supposed to agree to wait for any guy who whispers in my ear?]

The system said: "Of course not. For example, we refused the male protagonist's request."

Wen Ying thought to herself, indeed, she only rejected Chi Ye.

He was the only one who was bound by so-called principles and strictly forbidden from staying on the ground.

Ikeno seemed to have done nothing wrong from beginning to end, yet he also seemed to have made some ridiculous mistakes.

Wen Ying didn't understand whether what she had done could be considered redemption for Chi Ye.