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

"What's wrong?" Seemingly sensing the undeniable gaze from the side, Ikeno turned his face.

Wen Ying shook her head and said, "It's nothing." Chi Ye's hand then fell down and covered the back of her hand.

Wen Ying turned to the two people who were still discussing her "past deeds": "Alright, haven't you two transformed me into a cheerful person? You two great contributors."

Yu Qing said, "It's three people." Then she added, "Oh, actually I don't think there's anything wrong with being introverted, it's just that people sometimes worry about you."

Wen Ying smiled and said she knew, then sincerely thanked them, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you all."

Midway through the meal, a waiter knocked on the door of the private room and brought in two beautifully packaged gift boxes.

The people inside the room were stunned for a moment, and then they heard Chi Ye thank the waiter and then have the gift boxes delivered to Yu Qing and Lu Xi.

"This...you even prepared a gift?" Yu Qing asked in surprise. "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to eat and take gifts at the same time?"

Chi Ye said, "It's just a small token of my appreciation. Wen Ying said you two are friends."

Wen Ying hadn't expected him to prepare this. She heard Chi Ye's calm voice continue, saying that another friend surnamed Jiang hadn't arrived, and that the gift had been sent to her current address.

Yu Qing was still a little surprised: "I thought someone as aloof as the school heartthrob wouldn't care about people like us." Then Lu Xi next to her nudged her, and she smiled and said, "Thank you."

Ikeno said, "You're welcome." A second later, he continued, "Any companies you'd like to join?"

Yu Qing could no longer hide her astonishment: "You're even helping me find a job? Are you going to introduce me to a boyfriend next? Does School Heartthrob Chi have any close friends? I want to see if this kind of 'equalization literature' can happen to me."

This time, Chi Ye said "no," but then immediately added that if Yu Qing needed an introduction, he would be willing to act as a go-between.

Yu Qing was completely overwhelmed by the series of good news, and looked at Wen Ying with a dazed expression.

Wen Ying pursed her lips. What should have been a joyful scene was instead filled with growing confusion and doubt.

She thought back to the school cafeteria that afternoon, where Chi Ye had also extended an olive branch to Xu Che, offering what seemed like "help."

He said, "Because these people are your friends."

Wen Ying suggested mutual respect and understanding, and Chi Ye obediently followed suit. He met all the friends he was supposed to meet, gave them gifts, and even politely accepted potential rivals.

But can a person really make such a huge change in a single day?

After dinner, Ikeno drove the person back to school.

"You guys go up first," Wen Ying said to her two roommates as she stood downstairs in the dormitory building. "I'll talk to him for a bit more."

Yu Qing: "I'm afraid some people will get lured away while we're talking." She winked and left with Lu Xi.

Wen Ying smiled and looked up: "They were just joking. I have to go back to my dorm for a while; I have a lot of things to take care of."

Ikeno remained silent, reaching out to tidy up the slightly messy stray hairs on her forehead.

Wen Ying continued, "And after thinking about it, your house... it's really not convenient for me to go there recently. Distance makes the heart grow fonder."

Chi Ye paused slightly as she smoothed her hair, her gaze turning deep: "Are you afraid of me?"

Wen Ying pressed down on his slightly tense lips and said, "Of course not, it's just that we agreed to respect each other. Even though we're together, we still need to give each other some space."

Chi Ye said "okay," his eyes lowered as if he had been thinking for a long time, before he bent down and hugged Wen Ying tightly.

"I respect all your ideas and will also make time for you to spend with your friends."

Wen Ying patted his back: "You should also spend some time with your friends and family."

Chi Ye still said "okay," mimicking Wen Ying's movements, stroking her hair gently.

"Thank you for being willing to appear, for being willing to change me." He turned his head, his cold lips brushing against Wen Ying's carotid artery, his voice almost laced with laughter, "Now, do you think I'm a normal person?"

Wen Ying nodded.

[Ding, current plot progress 100%, male lead's affection level 100.]

The system announced with a joyful voice: [Congratulations, the mission has been successfully completed!]

The next second, Wen Ying felt a pain in her neck. Chi Ye bit her and then licked her.

“You…” Wen Ying was stunned.

Chi Ye's arms, which were wrapped around her waist, moved upwards and began to pinch and knead the red marks that had quickly appeared due to the bite. For some reason, he kneaded them very forcefully, and slowly, his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Wen Ying noticed something and grabbed his arm, and Chi Ye stopped trembling.

"Then I'll head back now," he said, his voice as usual.

Wen Ying said, "Go ahead." Before leaving, she was a little worried, so she tilted her head up and kissed the corner of Chi Ye's lips, and Chi Ye gently returned the kiss.

"See you tomorrow," Ikeno said softly.

He was about to turn around when Wen Ying grabbed the hem of his suit jacket, looked into his eyes, and mustered her courage to say, "Chi Ye, I like you."

She didn't say the other half of the sentence: Wen Ying liked Chi Ye, and it was more than just a little bit.

Instead, it was a great deal, all of it, filling my heart, almost bursting out.

Chi Ye stood under the moonlight, smiling at her. Wen Ying's heart pounded, throbbing with excitement.

They have countless days and nights to come in their lives, and one day, Wen Ying will muster up the courage again to tell Chi Ye about her feelings for him once more.

With the mission completely accomplished, Wen Ying felt incredibly happy.

The system was mentally instructing her on what to do while staying in this world.

Communicate more with others, make more friends, study hard, be diligent in your job search, and most importantly, never again lock yourself at home for forty days!

Wen Ying interrupted it: "Alright, alright, stop worrying so much. Chi Ye is here, isn't he?"

Actually, there was another half-sentence left unsaid: the system was sometimes autocratic and dictatorial, and sometimes full of human touch, its rambling manner resembling that of Wen Ying's parents.

But in the end, they were just collaborators.

Do other people's systems talk this much too?

The system said: "[There's one last thing, about the big gift I've prepared for you.]"

The system prompted her to turn on her phone, and Wen Ying discovered that two new profile pictures had appeared in her social media contacts. One was a delicate pink lotus flower, and the other was a re-photographed old picture of a young couple holding a girl with braids, standing by a lotus pond in full bloom.

Wen Ying's eyes trembled as she stared at the photograph, speechless for a long time.

"This is a program I created specifically for you. Through layers of data analysis, I've crafted parents who are 99.99% compatible with your real-world counterparts," the system said.

You probably haven't seen them for many years. If you'd like, you can find time to visit them.

The system left, leaving behind the electronic parents Wen Ying had created, and a fragment of her soul.

Wen Ying looked at the small fragment lying in her palm, which was shaped somewhat like a guitar pick.

Could this tiny, plastic-like object really hold her soul and memories? Wen Ying wondered.

The next second, the fragment glowed with a faint white light, gradually merging into her palm and becoming one with her.

Wen Ying's mind tightened for a moment, as if many things had been stuffed into it out of thin air. She closed her eyes and carefully felt it, and saw the distant past.

Her parents, holding her as a child, stood by the lotus pond, smiling at the camera; she jumped down from her parents' arms, picked up a windmill from the ground, and ran towards other children in the distance, slowing down as she was about to reach them, laughing as she pounced on them from behind.

Wen Ying felt that this scene was somewhat unfamiliar. Perhaps it was because the "past" had flowed into the long river of time and thus become blurred. However, she could not find any more evidence to confirm it.

Because in the real world, Wen Ying's memories are limited to that small room, her bedroom.

Whenever Wen Ying looked up, all she could see was the empty ceiling.

She would cook when she was hungry, play games online when she was bored, and occasionally read a few novels.

Many times, Wen Ying would feel dazed, as if she had forgotten something.

But when she thought about it carefully, the memories that lingered in the room remained. Wen Ying was a homebody who feared society, so it was not surprising that she stayed at home all year round.

Opening the door will bring disaster; only "home" is the safest place.