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

Not long after, Jiang Yusui sent her a new message, telling her that he had arrived.

Wen Ying walked out of the school gate and looked around, but he was not among the crowd.

Just as she was about to contact him, a strand of hair on the side of her face suddenly flew up as if blown by the wind, and then was neatly tucked behind her ear, his warm fingertips brushing against her earlobe.

“Here.” Jiang Yusui’s voice was soft, but very close, right next to his ear.

Wen Ying turned her head, but still couldn't see him. However, she could feel his heartbeat, and her hand, which was hanging by her side, was taken by someone.

Looking down, all you can see is the shape of bent fingers.

The scene was bizarre, yet she felt a strange urge to laugh, and even a urge to cry.

Jiang Yu raised his hand and touched the corner of her eye. He didn't ask anything or say anything else. He put both of their hands into Wen Ying's shirt pocket and accompanied her to take a taxi home.

The mechanical bird was still playing games, and immediately extended an invitation to them upon seeing them.

"Are you still sleepy? Do you want to take a nap?" Jiang Yusui hadn't forgotten that Wen Ying had asked for leave because she wanted to rest.

Wen Ying shook her head: "I don't know why, but I don't feel sleepy anymore now that I'm back."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the mechanical bird pecked at the back of her head. She covered her head and was forced to walk to the side of the screen. She glanced at the score on the screen and exclaimed, "It's been so long! Your gaming skills have become even more superb. My admiration for you is beyond measure."

To her surprise, after she finished speaking, the mechanical bird pecked at her even more fiercely, uttering a series of bird-like words.

Wen Ying then realized that the victory she had just praised was achieved by Jiang Yu Sui.

The mechanical bird, unwilling to be at a disadvantage, only wanted Wen Ying as a sparring partner to practice its skills. As it spoke, it flew behind Wen Ying, aimed at Jiang Yusui who was smiling with his eyes crinkled, and slapped him hard a few times with its wings.

Wen Ying was quite surprised, because the mechanical bird used to be very tolerant of Jiang Yu Sui. Back in the ancient days, every time the mechanical bird returned from its carefree days, it would give him a small wildflower as a gift.

The only ones attacked were her and Qin Shu, because she would occasionally sneak Qin Shu out to play with the mechanical bird on her back, and Qin Shu would always be cold and aloof and not talk to it.

"..." Realizing what she was thinking, Wen Ying paused.

She looked at Jiang Yusui, who had heard her inner thoughts but remained calm and composed.

"You guys play first, I'll go cook." Jiang and his attendant took a juice from the refrigerator, placed it on the table, and casually rubbed the back of Wen Ying's head where she had been pecked.

Wen Ying stood up: "Let me help you." But she was then pressed back down into her chair.

Jiang Yusui stared at her for two seconds, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "No need, you've been too tired lately, just rest here."

Wen Ying blankly replied, "Okay," and watched him pick up the change of clothes she had brought from school and walk out of the living room.

"Coo coo coo." Without warning, the mechanical bird's wings flapped again.

Wen Ying touched her forehead where she had been kissed and turned around.

"Have you been playing too many games and become irritable?" She turned her attention to this question, and after looking through the mechanical bird's game history, she was shocked to find that it had been playing games almost every day for the past two weeks and had not left home for a single moment.

That wretched Wen Sirang! He promised to take care of her bird friend, but he's been nowhere to be seen for the past two weeks. He hasn't come even once to take the mechanical bird out for a walk. The mechanical bird is getting nearsighted from playing video games so much.

Wen Ying dialed Wen Sirang's number, but as expected, no one answered. This guy always contacted her in a very simple and direct way. Now that Wen Ying was initiating the call, he was nowhere to be found.

Wen Ying could only leave him a message.

After playing games with the mechanical bird for a while, she suggested, "Playing games all the time doesn't seem healthy. Let's play the piano together."

The mechanical bird expressed its love for rock music. Wen Ying looked at its bloodshot eyes and tried to persuade it, "The piano is also an indispensable instrument in rock music. You can't let your excellent musical talent go to waste."

The mechanical bird rolled its eyes and agreed.

Wen Ying started playing the piano with it. She hadn't touched an instrument for a long time, so she was a little rusty when she first touched the keys, but she quickly got back into the swing of things.

She played a piece of music and explained the playing techniques to the mechanical bird. The mechanical bird was indeed as musical as she had imagined. Although the span of its claws was relatively short, it still played the whole piece smoothly.

A soft knock came from behind me.

Wen Ying turned her head, and Jiang Yusui appeared at the door.

He wore an apron around his waist, and to make cooking easier, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms which were still wet with water droplets.

"The food is ready."

"Okay, let's go first..."

Halfway through his sentence, the mechanical bird took flight and landed on Jiang Yusui's head, urging him to walk towards the piano.

Wen Ying then understood that this meant he was asked to sit down and have a contest.

“I can’t play the piano,” Jiang Yusui said.

The mechanical bird uses its wings to direct Wen Ying to conduct teaching.

Actually, there's no need to teach him at all. His database contains all the information about piano playing; you can learn it just by looking at it.

However, he still sat down next to her, his eyes lowered, watching intently as she reached out and covered the back of his hand, influencing his movement.

Jiang Yusui did not open any data in the database, but simply stretched her knuckles according to her movements.

After the song ended, Wen Ying offered timely encouragement, treating everyone fairly: "It was very beautiful, and you have a real talent for music."

"No." Jiang Yusui turned his head away, a smile playing on his lips. "I was just imitating your actions."

The mechanical bird cooed, scolding him for feigning modesty, but Wen Ying knew he was telling the truth.

Jiang's way of interacting with her, expressing his love, and even his way of dealing with the world were all based on initial imitation, just like imitating her heart rate. She was his first learning object and his only teacher.

“Being good at imitation is also impressive,” Wen Ying said.

Jiang Yusui accepted the compliment, took her wrist, got up, and led her to dinner.

The mechanical bird stood on his head and followed them into the restaurant.

Before returning to the Empire, Jiang and Suiwang put a lot of food in the mech's storage room. Although it had been frozen, the taste was still far superior to the food currently available in the Empire.

On the dining table, there was a silver dish with a pile of grains, which the mechanical bird couldn't eat; it just picked them up one by one to play with.

"This is my first time eating at this restaurant." Wen Ying sat down and looked around. She was used to living in the detached villa at the back, but she didn't expect that this kitchen would be so well-equipped.

Several of the pots were brought back from Earth, but since they weren't needed for the time being, Jiang and Sui hung them up.

Suddenly remembering something, she looked at Jiang Yusui, who was serving her food, and asked, "Have you been staying in the front hall these past two days?"