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

Everything is now clear, and the truth is obvious.

Wen Ying felt neither surprise nor fear, but rather a sudden realization that seemed to rise within her, as if she had understood everything in an instant.

The complexities and contradictions of Ikeno's past have all been explained: the strange and disheartening words he heard while drunk, the frequent nightmares that woke him up in his sleep, and even the ridiculous act of checking his breath with his hand...

What Wen Ying perceived as affection and obedience was actually poison wrapped in honey. Chi Ye couldn't resist it and found it sweet, so he indulged in the fear of loss day after day.

Wen Ying moved her lips: "Chi Ye, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, she didn't even know what she wanted to say. Suddenly, the person in front of her leaned down, pressed the back of her neck, and pulled her into their arms.

This time, not only her fingertips were trembling, but Ikeno's entire body was also shaking.

Without hesitation, Wen Ying reached out and hugged him back.

"Do you hate me?" A hoarse voice rang out. Ichino didn't give her a chance to answer and continued, "That's right, I've never received your affection."

"Nobody will like me."

Wen Ying stroked his back: "I don't dislike you, I've always liked you."

"..." Chi Ye paused, "You like the side of me that I put on. When you see the real me, you'll only be afraid."

Wen Ying said, "I wasn't scared. Scared people tremble."

Ikeno said, "You're trembling right now."

Wen Ying smiled, turned her face, and kissed his cheek.

"You're the one who's trembling, baby."

Ikeno didn't argue; he seemed to be confused and jumping to the next sentence incoherently.

“I didn’t want to pretend for you… but you wouldn’t give me a chance to be honest. Once, I deducted two points from your score, then added them back, but your collaborator was too stupid and didn’t notice anything…”

Wen Ying recalled the day she lost her phone. She was filled with anxiety because of the two points she had deducted, but the system assured her that as an industry benchmark, its data was absolutely accurate.

Precision? What kind of precision is this? This artificial intelligence is stupid.

Chino's voice continued: "You seem very determined to do certain things. I know I need to respect your wishes and help you achieve what you want, but I'm being too selfish."

"I'm afraid that when all this ends, I'll become someone you've forgotten and can't remember at all... Where will you go after you leave? Will you go back to the world that was originally yours, or... continue your mission and make someone else fall in love with you."

"Will you fall in love with him too? Will you eventually abandon him?... What do I need to do to make you feel that I am different from everyone else in this world, so that you will remember me forever?"

“Wen Ying, I once thought that dried flowers are easier to preserve than fresh flowers.”

Flowers that have lost their vitality are preserved as specimens, and love lives on forever in the ashes.

"If that happens, will I become different in your eyes?... I'm sorry... Saying these things will only make you hate me more."

Wen Ying shook her head, unable to suppress her heartache: "You've always been different in my heart. I love you, and I will always remember you."

Chi Ye started saying "I'm sorry" again, his "I'm sorry" falling like rain, and Wen Ying's eyes were wet.

He stopped talking, as if he had poured out a lot in one breath. Now he was just tired and lay on Wen Ying's shoulder, lost in confusion.

Wen Ying took the initiative to cup his face and kiss him. Chi Ye hesitated slightly, then gave him a heavy kiss, and the initiative was back in his hands.

Suddenly, Chi Ye lifted her into the air and placed her on the very tall bed. He then pressed his body down against Wen Ying, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Gradually, the rain turned into sweat. Wen Ying raised her hand, brushed away his sweat-dampened bangs, and looked into his still hesitant and confused eyes.

"Chino." She called his name softly, gripping his fingers and pulling them to her buttons, her tone filled with dissatisfaction at the hesitation in front of her.

"What are you waiting for?" Wen Ying bit her lip. "Or is it that you brought me home just to...eat the food you cook in the kitchen?"

Chiye: "..."

He said nothing, then lowered his head and bit down on her vulnerable neck.

Without stopping, he unbuttoned all of Wen Ying's clothes in the blink of an eye.

The moment she came into contact with the air, Wen Ying shrank back slightly.

Chi Ye glanced at her, and Wen Ying suspected that her shrinking back would be seen as fear and avoidance in his eyes. She reached out with a righteous air and pressed his head in front of her.

"You're really slow..."

……

Wen Ying felt that this time was really too long. Her whole body was crushed again and again, and then Chi Ye picked her up with great care and repaired her completely with his constant kisses.

Then, immediately afterward, they plunged into the next abyss.

Chi Ye really loved calling her name in bed. Wen Ying didn't know how he could multitask, but she still responded with a stumbling, tearful voice at a frequency that was almost suffocating.

"I'm here, I'm really here..."

"Didn't you feel it...? Don't bite! It'll break the skin..."

The sheets were soaked, and the pillows weren't much better, both covered in Wen Ying's tears.

She cried so hard that her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see the expression on the face of the person lying on top of her. She tried to raise her hand to wipe her eyes, but the person held her hands behind her back.

The next second, there was a "click".

Ikeno suffered another sudden illness, which locked her wrists.

……

With every part of her body under his control, Wen Ying felt as if she was no longer herself, but melting away with him.

Chi Ye's lips brushed against her ear, calling her name, baby, wife, with utmost tenderness.

In a moment of utter blankness, Wen Ying gripped his hand tightly: "I won't leave you, I'll stay and be by your side..."

"I will love you until death do us part."

The food on the table had long since gone cold, and no one paid any attention to it.

After eating and drinking for free for so many days, Wen Ying finally joined in the cooking today. Chi Ye was very happy and added a few more dishes to the original three dishes and soup, gloriously achieving the accomplishment of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

Wen Ying lay in Chi Ye's arms, her body aching, while the hand wrapped around her body continued to fidget restlessly.

"..." She turned her face away, but Ikeno himself looked completely innocent, as if he had no idea that he was stirring things up.

"I'm not coming anymore. If you come again, I'll..." Wen Ying swallowed the rest of her words. Chi Ye seemed to dislike hearing her talk about death, and he didn't seem to like hearing it when he was sick.

He himself had considered the theory of dried flowers versus fresh flowers.

"Can you be honest with me now?" Wen Ying rolled over and pinched his chin. "I had a vague feeling before that you seemed to have liked me for a long time, but I thought I was just being narcissistic."

"And how exactly did you know about... the mission guide?" Wen Ying recalled the system's previous comments about "breaking character" and "reworking," and her doubts and worries grew.

So he waved to Ikeno, who was about to speak, and said, "Wait a minute."

She summoned the system in her mind and waited for a while, wondering if the artificial intelligence could respond to her. Chi Ye waited obediently by her side, idly playing with Wen Ying's hair.

【Ding. 】

The electronic voice finally appeared, and Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could speak, everything suddenly went black. Chi Ye supported himself on the bed with one hand, his body looming over her, his dark eyes fixed on her.

The system roared: "You summoned me just to watch you do this kind of thing?! Doesn't the system have any dignity?!"

Wen Ying: "..."

She was about to communicate with the system directly in her mind, as she had done before, but then she saw Ikeno's reaction...

Wen Ying raised her hand to pat his head, cleared her throat and said, "Of course not, I just have some questions I want to ask you."

[What's the problem? Tell me quickly, I'm eager to try out the newly updated sensors.]