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

Wen Ying ran all the way back to her dormitory.

The moment she pushed the door open, all three of her roommates looked at her simultaneously.

"Are you alright?" asked the roommate closest to the door. "Why did you run so fast? You're all sweaty."

"It's nothing." Wen Ying closed the door and returned to her seat before finally sitting down to relax.

She felt a little better, even though there were still people in the dorm, but they were her real roommates with whom she had spent a month.

She took off her hat, smoothed her sweat-dampened hair, and smiled apologetically at her roommate who had just spoken: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I got your hat dirty. I'll wash it and return it to you."

Yu Qing was applying a face mask and didn't refuse her: "Okay."

Wen Ying rested on the table for a while, waiting for the discomfort in her body to completely disappear. She felt sticky and sweaty all over, which made her very uncomfortable. She decided to go to the shower room to take a shower.

【Ding--】

A voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

System announcement: [Ikeno's affection decreased by 2, current total affection is 13.]

Wen Ying sat up abruptly: 【Why did they deduct points from my score?!】

Her sudden movement drew the attention of her roommates.

No one knew what had happened. Seeing Wen Ying's usual gloomy face and unwillingness to talk about it, they could only helplessly let her be and each of them put a small snack on her table.

This is a common way they comfort each other in their dormitory.

"Aying, sit for a little longer and then go take a shower. You'll easily catch a cold if your sweat dries," Lu Xi reminded her from the bed opposite her.

"Okay." Wen Ying dejectedly tore open a piece of chocolate and ate it, continuing to complain to the system in her mind: [Why did he deduct points from my score? I didn't do anything!]

System: [You didn't do anything? Think about it carefully again.]

Putting aside the panic of being in a crowd, Wen Ying recalled the hand that had been extended to her, and the rare look of concern on Chi Ye's face—if it could be called concern.

But she didn't care about anything else and pushed him away.

"At the time, all I was thinking about was getting back to the dorm as soon as possible." Wen Ying sighed, then recalled the few questions Chi Ye had asked her alone, which she hadn't answered at all.

His friendly handshake before the meal was ignored...

Anyone would feel annoyed if they were ignored like that.

Wen Ying sighed inwardly, pondering how to make up for the two points that had been deducted.

The system suddenly beeped again: [Ikeno's favorability increased by 2, total favorability 15.]

"They added it back?" Wen Ying was taken aback.

Even the system's data-driven brain, which prides itself on precision, was momentarily confused: [Has it managed to soothe itself? Is this some kind of self-control strategy?]

Regardless of whether Chi Ye had coaxed her back or not, Wen Ying was certainly pleased by the sudden increase in favorability.

She immediately perked up, grabbed her toiletries, took a shower, cleaned Yu Qing's hat, and hummed a song as she returned to her desk.

"Your mood has improved again?" Everyone else had already climbed into bed, but Yu Qing was still sitting in her original spot.

Wen Ying glanced at her, somewhat curious: "You leave a face mask on for so long?"

"That was a mud mask, to clean out dirt. This one's for shrinking pores." Yu Qing was smoothing the edges in front of the mirror. "Do you want to use it?"

"No, I want to lie back in bed and play on my phone," Wen Ying said, starting to climb the ladder.

Halfway up the mountain, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Mobile phone.

Wen Ying stared at the empty desktop, a silent explosion emanating from it. Where was her phone?!

Wen Ying jumped back to the ground, searched in the drawer, glanced at the shower room, and finally touched the pocket of her sports jacket.

No, not in the entire dormitory.

Wen Ying opened the door and went to check the corridor. The cleaning lady had just mopped the floor, and the white tiles were so shiny they were practically mirror-like.

Could it be that I ran too fast and fell to the ground outside?

Yu Qing followed her out and, upon learning that she was looking for her phone, offered her advice: "Maybe someone found it. I'll lend you my phone; you can call your own number and ask."

Wen Ying pinched her fingers, her face pleading: "Xiao Yu, could you please..."

Yu Qing immediately understood: "The number."

Wen Ying gave her mobile phone number.

As soon as I pressed the call button, the call was connected, as if the person on the other end of the phone had been waiting.

Yu Qing and Wen Ying exchanged a glance and cleared their throats: "Hello, are you the one who found this phone? I'm a friend of the owner."

"Yes," the person on the other end of the phone replied, a simple monosyllabic response.

Yu Qing continued, "Could you please bring the phone to the fourth girls' dormitory building? If it's inconvenient, we can come to you."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. "How can you prove it?"

"Huh?" Yu Qing was taken aback.

The man continued, "You say you're the owner's friend, how can you prove it?"

"Uh, how about I let the owner say something to you? No, if she talks to you, will that prove she lost the phone?" Yu Qing felt like she was being led astray. "What if you two meet later?"

Someone she knew? Wen Ying immediately thought of Zhao Qi. They had eaten together and their seats were close together. Maybe he was the one who found her phone.

Thinking this, Wen Ying took the phone from Yu Qing's hand: "Hello, Zhao..."

Before I could even utter the word "Qi," a soft laugh reached my ears.

It was exactly the same sound I heard on the steps of the cafeteria in the evening.

Wen Ying's breath hitched. Before she could correct herself, she heard a low voice on the other end: "Wen Ying."

Even though it was through a phone, Chi Ye's voice seemed very close, whispering against her cheek: "Who did you mistake me for?"

Wen Ying suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She screamed in her mind, "Don't deduct points from my score," and rushed out in her slippers, right under Yu Qing's surprised gaze.