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

On the twelfth day after being confined to the house by Chi Ye, Wen Ying's ankles were finally freed, granting her the right to walk freely around the house and making it easier for him to move his hands and feet.

During the days that Wen Ying and Chi Ye each had their own table and were engrossed in their work, Wen Ying could sense that Chi Ye's mood was gradually relaxing.

She was sitting within his reach; he could see her at a glance if he just looked up.

The moment their eyes met, lightning could easily ignite. Before Wen Ying knew it, she was already sitting in Chi Ye's lap, with his hands around her waist and his arms around her shoulders as he kissed her tenderly.

As her breathing became increasingly hazy, Wen Ying's mind went blank, and her hands uncontrollably roamed over Chi Ye's body. Chi Ye's body was much more pleasing to touch than his hair, and the way he lay on her shoulder was like that of a docile large dog.

Large dogs are very good at social etiquette, and Chino follows the principle of reciprocity, sometimes touching her arm, sometimes her shoulder blade. When the kiss is deep, his beautiful hands are also attracted by the hem of her clothes that are turned up, leaving a hot temperature on her skin.

As the kiss deepened, tears welled up in her eyes. She vaguely felt something touch her leg, and the next second, Chi Ye's body tensed up, forcing him to bend over and put her back in place.

"I'll go cook." Ikeno's voice was a little hoarse.

Wen Ying's cheeks flushed, and she nodded, shrinking into her chair, feeling that she was indeed not far from cooking.

Chi Ye tied on an apron and went to the kitchen. Wen Ying sat in the same spot, calming her breathing for a while, but she couldn't concentrate on the paper that had been interrupted.

My mind kept wandering to images that would appeal to all ages, until I was blushing and banged my head against the keyboard.

The computer froze due to the sudden attack; the icons were shaking like a paranormal event, and it didn't recover for a while, making it impossible to search for information.

Chi Ye's phone was on another table. Wen Ying took the phone to the kitchen and asked if she could borrow it. Chi Ye agreed and gave her a sweet kiss.

Chino told her the password and said, "After I finish cooking this dish, I'll add your fingerprint to it too."

Wen Ying had gotten used to his occasional little couple's ideas, and during the days they lived together, all sorts of couple's items filled every corner of the room.

Pajamas, toothbrush, water cup... Even though he hadn't gotten his own phone yet, Chi Ye personally logged into Wen Ying's account, changed his profile picture to a matching couple's picture, and also registered her face on the keypad lock on the front door.

Chi Ye seemed to enjoy these small things, like when Wen Ying rinsed his water glass for him at the dinner table, which earned him a good impression at their first meeting.

Wen Ying came to her senses. Her phone had already been unlocked with the password she had just entered, but her finger had pressed the wrong icon, sliding from the search box to the system's built-in music app.

Wen Ying released her finger, the page redirected, and the music software's playlist only had two songs, showing that they had been listened to many times.

Both songs were titled "wyy," which seemed to be the initials of her name. The numbers following the name looked like the timestamps that came with the files when they were sent. Wen Ying paused, her hand still on the verge of returning.

On March 0323, Wen Ying remembered that she had a meal with her roommates and sang a popular TV drama theme song at a karaoke bar. She was then sent to Chi Ye by the system that suddenly developed a serious illness.

So, 0219...

Wen Ying glanced back and saw Chi Ye in the kitchen through the open bedroom door. He was facing away from her, patiently preparing a fish on the cutting board.

Wen Ying picked up the headphones that Chi Ye had placed on the table and played a song called 0219.

A faint crackling sound of electricity followed by a girl's soft whisper; Wen Ying recognized her own voice.

"...Though clauses can be inverted, and... Jiyu, you should be listening attentively instead of drawing on your scratch paper...and you're drawing me."

Wen Ying felt that the conversation sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that the conversation seemed to have taken place at Ji Yu's house. It was the second day after she arrived in this world, when she took a part-time job tutoring high school students.

She continued listening, and after she finished speaking, there was a pause of a few seconds, as if a small part had been cut off, making it seem very incomplete.

"...It looks very similar. Your drawing skills are superb, but we are in an English class right now."

"...Strawberry milk...boiled fish, but not too spicy. Carrots? I don't like shredded carrots, they have a crumbly texture...Okay, why are you suddenly asking me these things?"

The sound stopped abruptly here.

Wen Ying became suspicious. The few parts of the conversation that were cut off were probably Ji Yu's voice. That day, Ji Yu didn't listen to a word of the lesson and kept pestering her with questions, asking as many questions as a curious child.

Wen Ying was also very curious at this moment.

Was the sound she just heard recorded by Ji Yu? Why is it saved on Chi Ye's phone? He's been wearing these headphones since the first time they met; has he been listening to those two songs that can't even be called music on repeat? And...

February 0219th, this date.

When exactly did she and Ikeno meet?

【Welcome! Warm welcome! 】

Two voices suddenly came from her mind. Wen Ying was stunned and surprised that the system had returned.

Why are you back?

I can't return to the world I've left, so I can only communicate with you from afar. Are you with the male lead now?

The voice just fell.

"Wen Ying, dinner is ready." Chi Ye appeared at the door, looking over from afar.

Wen Ying slowly put down her headphones. Chi Ye curved his lips into a smile, revealing his usual handsome smile, and walked towards her.

The system's voice continued, filled with anxiety: "Listen to me, stay away from him from now on! His obedience is all an act! Everything he said to you was a lie, just to deceive me..."

Chi Ye stroked Wen Ying's cheek: "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?"

He's had his eye on you from the very beginning. A month ago, his feelings for you were already...

Wen Ying looked up at him without blinking.

Stay away from him! Wen Ying... stay away from...

【…】

A loud warning sound rang out; the system had malfunctioned once again.

My mind returned to calm, and the room was also quiet.

Wen Ying looked up, seeing so many expressions on Chi Ye's face for the first time—unpredictable, fleeting, and finally settling into calm.

"When did liking someone become something that can be measured in numbers?"

Chi Ye scoffed lightly, his tone mocking, his hand trembling as if in spasm as it rested on Wen Ying's cheek: "The upper limit... is still so low."