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

After taking the photos, Wen Ying brought in the cleaning machine and left it there to clean.

It was almost dinnertime, and the first meal back home had to be something they could participate in, so they went into the kitchen to help with the cooking.

The factory was quite busy at the end of the year, and the family hadn't cooked for quite some time. Wen Ying looked through the condiment bottles and found that many were empty, and some were expired.

The delivery service on this planet is not well-developed, so she volunteered to buy seasonings. For safety reasons, Qin Shu accompanied her out.

Before they left, the two were stopped, and Zhu Jing brought them scarves and hats and told them to put them on.

This outfit made her look a little less elegant, but thankfully it provided warmth. Wen Ying's face was mostly covered by her hat and scarf, and as she walked slowly down the street, no one recognized her.

There was a supermarket nearby. After she picked up the items she needed, Qin Shu paid for them and took them from her.

As I stepped out of the supermarket, it started to drizzle.

The days on this planet are always very short, especially after rain, when the sky seems to darken instantly.

Wen Ying turned back and bought an umbrella. Qin Shu was waiting for her under the eaves. She walked over, and he leaned slightly and slipped under the umbrella.

Given his height, he would be the perfect person to hold the umbrella, but Wen Ying, being mischievous, didn't give it to him.

"Let me hold it. You're carrying a lot of things, it'll be inconvenient for you to hold the umbrella too." She even made up a reason.

Even though she knew that Qin Shu would agree to any of her requests without hesitation, even if she didn't give any reason.

The space under the umbrella was limited, and the two of them walked arm in arm. After a few steps, Qin Shu put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her to the inside of the road.

The road beneath my feet had been repaired not long ago, and the smooth surface was no longer covered with puddles. Just then, a car drove by and forgot to slow down.

He walked to her left, the splashing water wetting his trousers.

Wen Ying looked down, and Qin Shu followed her gaze, lowered his eyes, then looked up and straightened the umbrella in her hand.

His hat was knocked off by the umbrella ribs, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his black trousers turned dark black from the rain.

“You know what? I’ve walked this road before,” Wen Ying suddenly said.

Qin Shu held the hat, looked at her, and listened to her natural tone, as if she were casually mentioning an ordinary past event: "Did you used to walk to school?"

Wen Ying: "Yes, it's by walking. Planet Z-10 isn't very big, and the school is very close to home. It only takes about ten minutes to walk there, and you can also get some exercise while you're at it."

As she spoke, she lifted her leg and walked forward.

"So that's it."

Qin Shu slowed his pace and followed beside her, pondering what the next topic would be and how to respond in a way that wouldn't seem boring.

“However, this isn’t the way to school.” Wen Ying turned her back and pointed in the opposite direction. “This road leads to a shopping mall.”

He turned around in the direction she pointed.

Wen Ying: "That shopping mall is huge, and it sells a wide variety of things, like gold jewelry and mechanical exoskeletons..."

The umbrella she held up was still so low, causing Ben Qinshu's hair, which he had forgotten to fix, to become even messier. The person involved was unaware that she had done it on purpose.

He was trying to recall if he had ever bought her anything like that. He had given her a lot of gold and gemstones, but he didn't seem to have ever given her any jewelry made of gold.

Because their weight is too small.

Qin Shu lowered his eyes, seeking her opinion: "Then after we finish eating, shall we go take a look together?"

Sure, is there anything you'd like to buy?

"Okay. I'll buy you gold."

He paused, then added, "Gold jewelry."

Wen Ying tilted her head to look at him, and when she saw his serious expression, she burst out laughing.

She cupped his face in her hands, and as the umbrella tilted for a moment, he gently grasped the handle, still warm from her body.

Qin Shu quietly let her touch his cheek, his gaze falling on her lips before he restrained himself and looked away.

He looked into her eyes and listened as she continued speaking.

“Actually, I was just thinking about the day I first came to find you,” Wen Ying said.

"I crash-landed on this planet, completely unfamiliar with the place, and I accidentally lost all my belongings. I finally managed to go to the mall, but unfortunately it started raining. The dress I was wearing that day was my favorite one."

Without needing to say anything further, Qin Shu understood why she had been bowing her head so frequently.

"I'm sorry," he apologized softly. "It's my fault; I didn't make sufficient arrangements."

That's why she was left alone on an unfamiliar street, her beloved skirt soaked by the rain.

Wen Ying smiled and said, "It's okay," pressing her thumb against the corner of his mouth and drawing a smile from both ends. "Don't blame yourself for this anymore. You didn't expect me to actually come, did you? And I've been doing very well since then. I met Wen Sirang, my aunt, and my grandma..."

Noticing his slightly messy hair, she smiled and said, "Okay, I admit it. I deliberately held the umbrella low just now. I think it's kind of cute that you look like you've messed it up."

Cute, that's the adjective.

It seems a bit strange to apply this to him; if others heard it, they would be quite surprised and astonished.

But even after Wen Ying released her hand, the slight smile on Qin Shu's lips did not disappear, however faint it was.

It was as if she gladly accepted the compliment and accepted the daily routine that would be disrupted by her from then on.

She turned and walked forward, and he, holding an umbrella and carrying a shopping bag in his other hand, walked beside her.

"You haven't finished talking about what we were discussing earlier," Qin Shu said, his voice as calm as ever.

“That day, my favorite dress got wet, and the embroidery on the hem was stained with mud. I was very sad,” Wen Ying said slowly. “I thought I was sad because of the dress, but later I realized that the real reason I was sad was that the person who gave me the dress was not by my side.”

Qin Shu looked slightly taken aback.

She stopped and smiled. "So I think I fell in love with you without even realizing it myself. I liked you a lot before I even knew what 'like' meant."

He stopped and gazed at her silently as raindrops pattered against the umbrella.

After a long silence, Qin Shu finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

"I thought……"

"What do you think?" Wen Ying asked in a slightly raised tone, but when she met those dark eyes, she suddenly froze.

"You don't actually think..." she slowly uttered the guess that suddenly popped into her mind, "that I only fell in love with you after experiencing those lives and having those memories, right?"

Qin Shu remained silent.

She knew she had guessed right, and her eyes widened in disbelief: "You..."

He wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. After a moment of staring at each other, he murmured, "Are you a fool?"

Is he a fool, or is he just too clever for his own good?

Can't tell.

The rain was still falling, and in the gradually blurring vision, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were as dark as if they were soaked.

"Just consider me a fool."

Wen Ying took a step forward, opened her arms, and Qin Shu wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

"...I was just a little slow to react in this regard. At that time, I didn't understand what my vague feelings for you meant. I thought I came to you out of a sense of responsibility...You knew so much, but you didn't tell me or teach me."

"I'm sorry." Qin Shu turned his face to the side, kissing her forehead as he apologized softly.

"You even read me books like that, the one about the Little Mermaid." Wen Yingyue recalled, and there were more and more old grievances to bring up.

In the end of that story, the Little Mermaid turned into sea foam.

"And let me also explain what 'love' really is. I genuinely thought 'love' was a curse... You know, 'curse' is a negative word, right? I even secretly wished that I wouldn't be cursed like that. I treated you like a teacher, but all the key points you highlighted for me were wrong..."

Unable to hide her frustration, she glanced to her side and saw Qin Shu subtly curl the corners of his lips into a smile.

"Qin Shu." She called his name, her tone more like a teacher than his, feigning a stiffness.

"It's my fault." Qin Shu said politely, bowing his head in apology, "I am an unqualified teacher."

"This shows how terrible it is to work without a license," Wen Ying commented with a sense of unease.

"I'm sorry. Back then, I really thought I wasn't worthy, so I didn't dare to speak." His gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds, "...say I love you."

Sometimes, he couldn't even easily look at her; he was restrained and careful, avoiding eye contact.

Even without words, love will still shine through in the eyes.

Even though she knew nothing back then and lived a carefree and easy life, he still couldn't reveal a single detail.

I was afraid of disturbing her.

"...I'm sorry, I only realized now how terribly wrong I was." He asked softly, "Can you forgive me?"

Wen Ying gave a soft "oh".

She wanted to look away, but she resisted and met his gaze. His dark eyes were filled with a deep, unyielding love, and she let herself fall into that vortex.

“Then you can tell me now.” Wen Ying looked at him. “I want to hear it many times. I’ll forgive you when I’ve heard it enough.”

"I love you, Wen Ying," Qin Shu said without hesitation.

Love to the point of obsession, love to the point of pain, love to the point of utter silence—my heart begins to beat again.

Even those trapped in hell will climb out step by step, desperate to find her, for only she can give them all their pain and pleasure. Whether they live or die, they yearn for her to control them, and they are happy to do so.

"...I love you so much." With each word, tender kisses landed on her forehead, her eyebrows, and the tip of her nose.

Until her lips were suddenly sealed by a kiss.

On the sparsely populated street, before the streetlights were turned on, the lowered umbrella completely enveloped the two people.

"No matter which direction you go, I will be with you." Qin Shu gazed deeply at her and promised, "Even death cannot separate us."

"Okay." Wen Ying smiled.

She kissed his chin, and when he lowered his head again, she reached out to stop him.

"It's getting late, time to go home."

Qin Shu hummed in agreement and touched her palm with his lips.

The umbrella and shopping bag were with him. Wen Ying had no hands, so she linked arms with him and used her other hand to search for the personal terminal.

Sure enough, there was an unread message.

It was Jiang Yu Sui's account, but the sender was a mechanical bird that cooed into the microphone for a long time, telling them that the new seasoning had been found in someone's treasure chest and there was no need to buy it anymore.

Of course, you can buy it.

You can stroll around outside while buying seasonings, but remember to be home before dinner to avoid missing it. (Here's a handwritten note:)

Wen Ying: "..."

She typed: "I understand, I'll be right back!!"

opposite:":)"

Wen Ying: ":)"

opposite:":("

This was clearly sent by Jiang Yusui himself...

Wen Ying immediately felt guilty. She was still wearing the little flower on her wrist and could clearly sense someone's dissatisfaction.

Wen Ying quickly replied: "Don't be upset, after dinner you can accompany me for a walk to aid digestion!! [heart][heart]"

Jiang and Sui: "Deal made."

Her typing motions were large, and Qin Shu's gaze briefly swept across the screen.

After walking a few steps, he calmly asked, "Aren't you going to the mall?"

Wen Ying paused, perhaps because her brain was a little oxygen-deprived, and forgot about this incident when she replied to the message.

I had already promised Qin Shu that I would go to the mall with him after dinner, and now I've also promised Jiang Yu a walk to help him digest his food...

“It’s okay, you can schedule the time for him,” Qin Shu said. “I happen to have some work to take care of.”

The tone that usually sounded flat and indifferent now seemed to carry a different kind of emotion...

Wen Ying turned her face and said frankly, "It's true that I didn't arrange my time well. Make a request, and I'll agree to anything."

Qin Shu looked at her and confirmed again: "No matter what the request is, you will agree."

“Yes.” Wen Ying nodded solemnly.

He stopped talking.

Wen Ying waited a few seconds, then nudged his arm: "What are you thinking about?"

"A very unreasonable request."

What kind of request could be so unreasonable that he used the word "very" to describe it? Wen Ying became even more curious.

"Tell me," she nudged him again, "and I'll say yes."

“You and he can easily sense each other’s thoughts,” Qin Shu stated, pausing for a second before looking at her. “That kind of tacit understanding seems to be so natural that you don’t even need to use your eyes to understand each other.”

"……what."

Wen Ying turned her face to meet his gaze. The streetlights suddenly turned on, and this time she wasn't mistaken; there really was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

They had clearly agreed to treat everyone equally throughout the night, yet Qin Shu was excluded...

Before she could even speak, they had already reached her front door. Just as Wen Ying was about to speak, Qin Shu looked down at her and said, "It's alright."

“It is indeed an unreasonable request, so it’s okay if you don’t agree.” He put away his umbrella.

Wen Ying's heart had already softened completely. He had said "it's okay" several times tonight. How could she refuse when he was so aggrieved? Of course she had to agree!

But before that, she had to inform Jiang Yusui and get the two of them to do some experiments together.

She herself was quite happy to be fully felt by Qin Shu, but if Qin Shu could also sense her inner thoughts, and Jiang Yu Sui's ideas were also transmitted to him, that would be a bit bad...