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

Wen Ying borrowed the driver's charging cable in the car to charge her phone. It didn't last long, and the phone only charged to 10%. When she opened her social media app, it froze for a moment due to a flood of messages, and the battery level dropped by three bars instantly.

Fortunately, there was enough time to make a phone call. Wen Ying pondered over a list of contacts, and Yu Qing's name popped up.

"Aying!" As soon as the call connected, Yu Qing's exclamation came from the other end of the line, "What did you mean by the message you just sent me? Did you run into a bad guy? Did he kidnap you? Are you alright?"

Wen Ying was caught off guard by her extremely rapid four-question barrage. She looked down at the screen and, sure enough, after the network connection was established, the messages she had edited at Chi Ye's house had been sent out a minute earlier.

"Why are you just breathing and not talking? It's kind of scary at night," Yu Qing said on the phone.

Wen Ying said, "I'm fine. There was a little trouble a few days ago. I'm going back to school now. I'll talk to you when I get to my dorm."

Yu Qing was still a little worried. In the past few days, when they couldn't contact Wen Ying, everyone in the dormitory was extremely anxious. She even asked the counselor and was told that Wen Ying had temporarily gone back to her parents' place.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Yu Qing said, "Are you almost there? Lu Xi and I will come out to meet you. Jiang Xue went back to her hometown with her boyfriend yesterday. It's really unfortunate that you missed her last meal there."

Wen Ying said "okay," still holding her phone. Yu Qing wouldn't let her hang up, insisting that she stay on the phone at all times to ensure her safety.

The taxi quickly arrived at the school gate. The driver couldn't find enough change, but Wen Ying didn't make things difficult for him. She paid the fare by scanning the QR code, and then her phone died again.

Yu Qing and Lu Xi stood inside the gate. It took them some time to communicate with the gatekeeper before they were able to welcome Wen in.

"You scared me to death! Someone went missing the day before yesterday, and then you disappeared too. I almost called the police."

Wen Ying casually asked, "Who's missing?"

Yu Qing said, "It's Zhao Qi. It's really strange. Normally, after something like that happened, and the school would want to protect its reputation, they would delay taking action until the hype died down. But he just went out and disappeared."

Wen Ying: "Could it be that they were taken away by the police?"

Lu Xi said no: "Zhao Qi's family also reported him missing. If he really went in, it wouldn't make sense for his family to do that. I'm more inclined to believe that he went into hiding on his own."

"Let's not talk about that, it's a bit creepy—Ah Ying, why are you still wearing your pajamas?"

Yu Qing noticed Wen Ying's attire and the undisguised bruises on her skin, clearly making a bad connection. "You... met a jerk in your relationship?"

Wen Ying said, "Not really."

Yu Qing's eyes widened immediately: "This is already abuse and it doesn't count? You're defending him, you're love-struck!"

Wen Ying chuckled. Between her and Chi Ye, perhaps the latter was more in line with the definition of this term.

On the way, she briefly explained what had happened in the past few days, omitting many details.

When describing how she entered the house that Chi Ye had tailored for her, Wen Ying changed "Chi Ye tricked me into going to the community and locking me up under the pretense of tutoring" to "He missed me so much and wanted to spend more time with me." When explaining why she couldn't get through on the phone, she changed "Chi Ye cut off her way of contacting the outside world" to "I talked too much with other people, which made him a little jealous."

Yu Qing was stunned: "So you're just going to spoil him?"

Wen Ying said earnestly, "People in love are always prone to anxiety and insecurity."

Yu Qing was speechless, and nudged Lu Xi with her elbow: "You tell her, you give her a good scolding."

“Okay.” Lu Xi adjusted her glasses, which were about to fall off because she was sleepy. “Take your computer with you next time you go to see him. Your thesis progress has been 60 percent slower than ours these past three days.”

Wen Ying: "..." I forgot about that.

Yu Qingye: "..." This, academic attacks should also be a form of criticism, right?

The price of indulgence is getting up early to finish papers. Early in the morning, Wen Ying takes her computer and goes to the library again.

She received a call from Ikeno in front of the library gate.

“I heard what you said to me before you left. I’m sorry.” Chi Ye’s voice sounded a little hoarse. “Wen Ying, you don’t like me treating you like this.”

Wen Ying had memorized her lines perfectly: "Yes, I think we need to respect each other, rather than constantly restricting each other's personal freedom. These past few days you've locked me in the house and prevented me from contacting anyone outside..."

This is so wonderful! I can eat and drink well without having to socialize. It would be even better if someone didn't turn into a mangy dog ​​in the dark.

“These past few days, my friends have been very worried about me. I've also fallen behind on a lot of things at school, and…”

Chi Ye said, "Also, you missed your appointment with Xu Che."

Wen Ying paused, her lines interrupted, and could only let Chi Ye speak first.

Chi Ye's tone was calm, even indifferent: "Wen Ying, he's always bothering you. I want him to disappear."

These words startled Wen Ying. She inexplicably connected them to the news Yu Qing had mentioned about Zhao Qi, and felt a sense of absurdity that seemed out of place: "Would you do that?"

Ikeno didn't speak for a few seconds before replying, "No, I'll listen to you."

Hearing him say that, Wen Ying could continue her lines: "What do you mean, 'you listen to me and I listen to you'? That's so unfair. Lovers need trust and equality. Besides, Xu Che is just a friend to me. Our agreement to film together was just helping each other out as friends. It's nothing."

“It’s nothing,” Chino repeated the second half of her sentence. “So you won’t hold his hand, kiss him, go home with him, or tell him you like you only have a little bit of affection, just like you told me.”

"Of course not, what are you thinking?" The topic had been steered off course again. Wen Ying was in a hurry to write her thesis, so she didn't want to argue. She patiently explained to Chi Ye, "How could I do to him what you did together? He's not you."

“But I saw him buy you food.” Chi Ye said dejectedly, “You praised him.”

Did Chi Ye see it? Wen Ying paused slightly.

So, what I felt while eating in the cafeteria that noon wasn't an illusion?

A sudden chill ran down Wen Ying's back, and her shoulders trembled. She felt that oppressive feeling of being watched again, but when she turned around, she found that there was nothing behind her, and the sunlight was shining brightly on the ground.

"Ikeno," she asked softly, "where are you?"

Ikeno said, "At home."

Then, the sound of a washing machine spinning came from Wen Ying's phone.

Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not what you think. I didn't want to queue when I was eating, and I planned to wait until there were fewer people before going over, but Xu Che was very enthusiastic and took my meal card. I couldn't refuse."

"They're so enthusiastic, I can't refuse." Ikeno repeated again, like a broken record.

Wen Ying said, "Yes, I agreed to help him with the filming later because he was a friend of Jiang Xue's boyfriend. I couldn't embarrass him in front of so many people. Besides... I didn't go over in the end, did I? I was with you that night."

The last sentence seemed to appease Chi Ye a bit. He seemed to have thought of something and gave a soft "hmm" in a rising tone.

"So you see, this is the importance of communication. I will take your opinions into consideration, and you should also consider my feelings, instead of being an arbitrary dictator. Dating requires mutual understanding. We communicate too little, and neither of us knows what the other wants."

That's true; the amount of written communication between her and Ikeno was less than the amount of physical kisses Ikeno shared.

Chi Ye chuckled softly: "So we're dating, Wen Ying."

He said, "I thought it was just wishful thinking on my part."

Wen Ying paused, feeling that the laughter contained a hint of sarcasm, but the next second she knew that she had actually misjudged him. Chi Ye was not mocking her, nor was he mocking himself. The ambiguous meaning in his words vanished in an instant, and his tone returned to the low, slow, and pleading tone that Wen Ying was familiar with.

“I will correct anything you don’t like,” Chi Ye said. “Wen Ying, don’t give up on me.”

[Ding, please note that the current story progress is 90%.]

Wen Ying whispered, "I won't give up on you, as long as you're willing to communicate with me properly."

It's best to say more and avoid resorting to words too easily.

Chi Ye obediently hummed in agreement, speaking docilely like a tamed pet: "Then let's meet this afternoon. I'd like to talk to you in person."