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

Chi Ye only had time to come to school in the evening. Before that, Wen Ying was focused on her own things and didn't look up from the computer screen until 2 p.m.

She tidied up her things, planning to go eat while there were fewer people around. As she walked, she turned on her silent phone and found that Ji Yu's parents had sent her a message.

It was a tutoring fee, followed by several smiley faces.

The lesson preparation files that hadn't been used yet were still safely stored on the computer. Wen Ying clicked to receive the message and sent a "thank you." After thinking for a moment, she still couldn't resist her curiosity.

wyy: "Excuse me, what is your relationship with Ikeno?"

Ji Yu's parents were unusually quiet today, only responding with a second transfer of 100,001 yuan.

Wen Ying was completely confused. What did that mean? One in ten thousand? Or was she taking the money and leaving Chi Ye?

Regardless of what it was, Wen Ying clicked "return".

wyy: "Thank you for your kindness, but one thing is one thing, I can't accept this money."

Putting away her phone, Wen Ying headed back towards the cafeteria. As she pushed open the door, she heard someone call her name from behind.

It was Xu Che. He jogged over with a smile on his face: "Senior, you're here for dinner at this time too?"

Wen Ying nodded. This morning, when she fully charged her phone, she had already explained to Xu Che why she hadn't made the appointment, telling him that she and her boyfriend had things to take care of, and that she felt sorry for hastily agreeing to complete the filming with Xu Che.

Xu Che replied sadly, "The new model didn't meet my expectations," and then added vaguely, "But that doesn't mean you can monopolize my senior's personal time for so long! It's ruined so many of her things > <

Wen Ying replied, "It didn't cause any delay."

The conversation between the two ended there, and did not continue.

It was another deliberate chance encounter. Wen Ying pushed open the door and went in, looking for the window where she wanted to eat, with Xu Che following behind her.

"Let me get you your food," Xu Che offered again.

Wen Yingming remembered Chi Ye's complaint about letting Xu Che buy her meals, and smiled as she politely declined: "Thank you, but it's okay, there are very few people around now."

Xu Che said regretfully, "Okay," and continued to follow behind Wen Ying. When Wen Ying turned to look at him, he rubbed his nose and explained, "I don't know what to eat, so I wanted to make a reference."

Wen Ying didn't say anything and let him go. She took the food she had bought back to the table, then went to the milk tea shop and bought two cups of milk tea, placing one of them opposite her plate.

Xu Che sat down, somewhat flattered: "Is this for me?"

"Mmm." Wen Ying bit her straw. "You treated me to milk tea last time, so this cup is to return the favor. But I didn't know what flavor you usually like, so I bought the same one as me."

Xu Che laughed as he removed the straw: "I like to drink the same thing as my senior, but isn't it a bit too polite to reciprocate?"

Wen Ying said, "Of course."

Xu Che did not refuse again and generously accepted her return gift. The two sat quietly facing each other and ate their meal, as if it were a chance and impromptu dinner. They did not exchange another word throughout the meal.

My phone vibrated halfway through my meal.

cyy: "What are you doing?"

Wen Ying raised her eyebrows slightly. What do you call this, a surprise inspection?

wyy: "Eating."

cyy: "Is it delicious?"

wyy: "It's just so-so, the taste of the school cafeteria."

Wen Ying was about to ask, "What are you doing?" when a figure suddenly appeared beside her as she was typing on her phone.

Chi Ye appeared out of nowhere. He was still wearing a suit, but without a tie. One button of his shirt collar was undone, and a faint red mark was visible on his collarbone.

"It does look rather ordinary," Ikeno commented calmly.

Wen Ying glanced at the carrot she had picked out from her plate: "I don't like carrots cut into shreds, I can only accept them in chunks."

Ikeno said, "Looks like I didn't make any mistakes the other day."

Wen Ying hummed in agreement, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Xu Che, who hadn't uttered a sound since Chi Ye's sudden arrival. Xu Che had been eating intently with his head down the whole time, only picking up his milk tea when his plate was empty.

"I've finished eating, so I'll be going now." Xu Che smiled at Wen Ying. "Thank you for the milk tea, senior."

Wen Ying subconsciously felt that there was something ambiguous in these words and wanted to explain, but Chi Ye lifted his eyelids instead.

"Xu Che, is that so?" He looked at the boy in front of him, who was still holding a milk tea cup and hadn't had time to wipe the smile off his face, and suddenly said, "Professor Li has an overseas exchange program. Are you interested in participating?"

Xu Che was stunned: "Huh, me?" He paused for a moment, "But my application failed before."

“It’s alright.” Ikeno’s lips curved into a smile that was almost gentle. “I can help you.”

"Then, thank you, senior?" Xu Che said, subconsciously looking at Wen Ying, but before he could look at her, Chi Ye's voice rang out again.

"You should go." The gentle smile seemed like an illusion, and his tone turned cold and indifferent.

Xu Che seemed to still not have realized what was happening. He said "thank you" again, scratched the back of his head, picked up the empty milk tea cup, and obediently left.

Only the two of them remained at the table. Wen Ying stared at Chi Ye's profile, feeling confused as well.

Why did you suddenly think of helping him?

Chi Ye turned around, and the moment their eyes met, Wen Ying saw a deep darkness in his eyes, but that melancholy was fleeting. Sunlight fell into Chi Ye's pupils, and he said with a smile, "Because you said he is your friend."

"Hmm... friends don't need to help like this, it's a bit like cheating," Wen Ying said softly.

Ikeno said, "It's okay, he's already accepted it."

He reached out and touched Wen Ying's lips, then lowered his head and gently kissed her, his fingertips tracing the red marks on her neck that hadn't faded but were gradually disappearing.

Chi Ye lowered his eyes, his expression serious, as if he cared a lot about these things.

It seems that only in this way can an indelible mark be left.