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

At 12:15, the sound of the lock being opened at the gate was like magic.

Wen Ying buried her face in the pillow, holding her breath and listening intently to the sounds outside.

Unfortunately, most of the living room was covered with thick carpets, and no matter how hard Wen Ying listened, she could only guess that Chi Ye had released a robot vacuum cleaner, and knew nothing else.

She lay in bed waiting, feeling a little helpless. Chi Ye was really enthusiastic about cleaning. Although the aromatherapy wasn't working, Wen Ying was already getting sleepy.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard a faint sound from the bedroom doorknob. Wen Ying immediately turned her back to the door and lay down again, trying to adjust her breathing to a sleeping state.

She felt Ikeno walking towards her and stopping by the bedside. He didn't seem to notice the difference in the aromatherapy today, or perhaps the scent of the hair oil had confused her sense of smell.

Chi Ye silently looked at Wen Ying for a while, then reached out and supported her body to adjust her into a lying position.

"Sleeping like this is good for your health," Chi Ye said, gently tucking a stray hair from her forehead.

Wen Ying: "..."

Who did the side-sleeping group offend? Chi Ye even cares about the sleeping position he uses. Wen Ying really wants to call him a lunatic.

But she couldn't speak; she could only keep her mouth shut and act as if she were asleep.

Punishment soon followed. Ikeno's fingertips slid from her forehead to her cheek, pinching and kneading her earlobe for a long time, as if he were studying some strange and unusual toy.

He rubbed the small, round piece until it was red, and not only that, he lowered his head and bit it, saying to Wen Ying indistinctly, "I'll buy you earrings tomorrow, okay?"

Wen Ying closed her eyes and cursed him in her heart for being so absurd. She didn't even have pierced ears, so how could she wear earrings?

In the end, Wen Ying's ears turned bright red, and after Chi Ye finished playing with the toys, he nibbled on her lips until they were glistening with moisture.

"Wen Ying." He chuckled softly as he touched the water droplets at the corner of her mouth, murmuring, "You look so beautiful like this."

Wen Ying's pursed lips were licked and bitten by him until she finally stopped making futile resistance, raised her hands in surrender to welcome the enemy's invasion. The city was swept away, the sweet taste was plundered, and even her breath was taken away.

Wen Ying couldn't help but blush, and fearing that Chi Ye would find out, she was so nervous that she couldn't relax completely.

...Of course I can't relax.

Because he was pretending to be asleep and his eyes were closed, every tiny movement around him was magnified. Chi Ye's breathing was rapid and disordered, hovering above Wen Ying, each breath heavy.

His body was also burning hot. Wen Ying felt her hand being lifted up again and placed on Chi Ye's waist. He was wearing a shirt, but the hem of the shirt was lifted up due to his messy movements.

When Wen Ying's palm touched that exposed skin, it burned her so much that she wanted to back away, but she could only hold on by sheer willpower.

Ikeno seems... to really enjoy being held by her.

The barrage of kisses continued, and Wen Ying succumbed to Chi Ye's relentless onslaught, almost being manually hypnotized by him.

Time passed, and Chi Ye's movements gradually softened, his hands that were wrapped around Wen Ying's back slowly falling down.

After a while, his breathing became lighter, as steady as if he were falling asleep.

Wen Ying slowly opened her eyes and observed him using the faint moonlight coming through from outside.

Chi Ye seemed to have lost some weight. Even though he cooked different dishes for Wen Ying every day, he didn't seem to eat much himself. He looked somewhat tired, with a hint of weariness in his handsome eyes, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he had been having an unhappy dream.

"Chiye." Wen Ying called his name in a whisper, and then gently waved her hand under his eyelids, but received no response.

Wen Ying stared at him intently for a few seconds, then withdrew her hand from his waist and quietly rolled off the bed.

The bellflowers hadn't been replaced yet, their petals stretching out calmly and slowly in the darkness. Wen Ying tiptoed over and found Chi Ye's car keys on the coffee table in the living room. Next to the moon and rabbit pendant, there was an extra black metal disc.

Wen Ying picked up the key, walked to the front door, and gently swiped it. The motion sensor light turned on, and the door opened.

She stood by the door, glanced back at the surveillance camera that was still silently watching everything from a short distance away, and smiled slightly.

"Chi Ye, I'm leaving now." Wen Ying said the lines she had prepared beforehand, "Loving someone is like growing a flower, you're not right for me."

They then closed the door decisively and left by elevator.

The night wind blew silently, and in her haste to leave, Wen Ying only had time to put on her coat.

Her phone was completely dead, but luckily she had a hundred yuan in cash in her bag, so Wen Ying hailed a taxi on the roadside and took it to school.

"Young lady, going out so late?" The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror, noticing her unusual pajamas, and asked curiously, "Did you have a fight with your family?"

Wen Ying smiled, hummed in agreement, and looked out the window at the buildings receding into the distance.

The car drove along the empty road at night. Whether out of boredom or just being talkative, the driver kept rambling on: "No matter how much you argue, you can't let me out in the middle of the night, can you? How irresponsible! It's dangerous at night. You're angry right now, running out without thinking. What if something really happens..."

Wen Ying took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and handed it to the person in front: "You should think about whether you have enough change to make change. My phone is dead, I only have cash."

The driver, in a panic, began rummaging through the luggage and stopped talking.

Wen Ying leaned back in her chair, her drowsiness long gone.

She was in a bad mood at the moment, and even the belated, encouraging news from the system about 85% of the plot could not help her.

What's wrong? Everything was going perfectly!

The system wasn't quite sure what to do with her expression: [The next task is very brief. Go back to school. The male lead will come looking for you. Explain to him that you resist his controlling nature and don't want to be locked in that dark room again. Slowly influence him, bring him back on track, and help him become a successful, normal person. A happy ending!]

Wen Ying: [And then?]

The system said: "[Then I receive 100,000 points, you obtain one of your soul fragments, and we'll successfully begin our vacation!]"

Wen Ying frowned. She could sense that she was beginning to feel increasingly bored with the predetermined outcome.

The plot unfolds like a glamorous cage disguised in a sweet exterior, but in reality, it is only aimed at Ikeno. Ikeno's thoughts and personality must be overturned and rebuilt again and again in this strategy called love.

If the reimagined Ikeno is no longer Ikeno, then is Wen Ying, who plays the female lead, still herself?

The system continued to comfort her: "What's wrong? Is your second personality about to emerge? Don't think too much about it."

Wen Ying sighed, forcing herself to suppress her increasingly surging emotions.

[Should I leave after completing the walkthrough?]

The system said: [You can stay. Oh, you don't need a vacation anymore?]

No need. Wen Ying made this decision in her heart.

After the redemption story ended, and the predetermined ending was settled, she wanted to stay.