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

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "???"

Why call her by her real name out of the blue? For a moment, Wen Ying felt like she was having a real name phobia.

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "How did you know I was Wen Ying?"

bother:"……"

Annoyed: "Because... I'm your fan."

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "A sasaeng fan?"

Annoying: "What sasaeng fan! I'm a true fan!"

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "Even true love won't do. This is considered a private relationship, and if it gets exposed, I'll be beheaded."

bother:"……"

Fan: "I am Shen Zhu."

He admitted it.

The admission was swift, without the slightest struggle.

Wen Ying was surprised, but then she realized that the person opposite her was Shen Zhu. After all, Shen Zhu always loved to self-destruct. It was hard for him to keep up the pretense for so long. He had broken through his limits and surpassed himself.

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "So you're Shen Zhu."

bother:"……"

Annoyed: "You don't seem surprised at all."

Annoyed: "Did you know who I was from the very beginning?"

A full cup of Phuket Island: "Guess :)"

bother:":)"

Annoyed: "You didn't know who I was back in high school, did you...?"

What a terrifying assumption, but unfortunately it's true.

Annoyed: "Why...why don't you expose me?"

Full Cup Phuket Island: "I also want to ask you, why did you pretend to be someone else and talk to me? I thought you thought role-playing games were fun."

bother:"……"

Annoyed: "It's not fun."

Fan: "I just thought that you weren't willing to talk to me in real life, let alone across the internet. Maybe pretending to be someone else would make you feel better."

Annoyed: "I didn't expect you to have found out so early."

He kept repeating "I'm so stupid, really," sounding just like the protagonist in a middle school textbook. Wen Ying was afraid that if he kept repeating it, it would become true, so she quickly told him to stop rambling on.

But once the nagging stopped, the resentment started again.

Annoyed: "You also think I'm not smart, right?"

Wen Ying immediately typed: "How could that be..."

She edited a 150-word compliment and sent it to the other person, but they ignored her flattery and praise and continued to express themselves.

Fan: "That's true. From kindergarten to the first year of high school, I was a bad student. I always came in last in exams. If it weren't for hiring a tutor, I wouldn't even have the right to stand behind you."

Wen Ying felt that the sentence sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.

Fan: "It's the same when I enter the entertainment industry. Whenever I feel that I have done well enough to be in the same movie as you, I will hear other people say that Wen Ying, a big star, has reached the next level, and your level has left everyone far behind, including... me."

Wen Ying was stunned. So this is why he never appears in the same film or television drama as her?

"I thought..." Wen Ying stopped typing halfway through.

What did she think? Did she think Shen Zhu didn't appear in the same places as her because he didn't like acting and loved music more? Did she think Shen Zhu's pursuit was just a competition, that he was tired of being compared to others by his parents since he was a child, and therefore secretly made up his mind to get over Wen Ying's wall?

All the "I thought" statements are one-sided.

Wen Ying then realized that although she and Shen Zhu had spent seventeen years in the same classroom, although they had walked a long distance on the same road, and although she and Shen Zhu had once hugged each other and stood so close.

But their hearts did not move forward any further.

Wen Ying never truly understood Shen Zhu; she didn't know his expressions or his thoughts, nor did she comprehend his persistence and desires.

What's even more unknown is that, for Shen Zhu, pursuing Wen Ying might not be a game that determines the outcome.

Her fingers, resting on the screen, felt slightly numb. Wen Ying moved them slightly and said, "I'm sorry..."

I was asked to withdraw it immediately after sending it.

Annoyed: "You don't feel like you owe me anything, do you? Don't think like that."

Fan: "This was all my own decision. I should be the one apologizing to you for trespassing on your path without your permission."

Annoyed: "But look, because I'm near a star, I can shine now too."

Annoyed: "So, I don't want 'I'm sorry,' I want to hear you say, 'Welcome to my world.'"

Wen Ying's gaze sharpened slightly, and she remained silent for a long time.

She looked at the few lines of text on the screen, her vision blurred without her noticing, and her heart ached and clenched into a ball, only to be gently smoothed out by someone's hand.

Shen Zhu was still waiting for her answer when Wen Ying blinked, suppressing the tears welling up in her eyes.

Full Cup of Phuket Island: "Welcome, Shen Zhu, my world will always be open to you."

-

Because they filmed so late the night before, the entire crew slept until late morning.

Wen Ying woke up the earliest and sent a message to Shen Zhu. After a quick wash, her phone remained silent and she received no response.

They chatted online for a long time last night, their emotions fluctuating wildly. Shen Zhu was already exhausted and is probably catching up on sleep now.

Wen Ying then went out alone to dine at the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel.

She chose a spot near the window, cut a small piece of bread with a knife and fork, dipped it in yogurt, and ate it slowly, occasionally turning her head to look at the scenery outside.

PD is right, a strong wind has picked up outside, and the sky is gloomy; it doesn't look like a good day at all.

"Good morning, Sister Wenying."

A voice greeted them from the side, and Shi Yuan came over carrying a large plate of food and sat down opposite Wen Ying.

"It looks so cold outside," he said, sipping his drink. "Luckily, we finished filming the important events yesterday."

“We still need to go out.” Wen Ying smiled at him. “There are some important attractions we haven’t visited yet. We flew for more than ten hours to get here, so we can’t just stay in the hotel.”

Shi Yuan thought about it and agreed, then said a famous philosophical saying: "Since we're already here..."

The two of them ate with their heads down. Shi Yuan's plate was piled high with food, arranged very neatly.

Shi Yuan ate in a very disciplined manner, tasting each food from left to right, without neglecting any of them, and soon he had devoured more than half of it.

Wen Ying found it amusing: "I thought all boy groups restrict their diet, but you seem to have a pretty good appetite."

"There are restrictions, but I didn't eat dinner yesterday and I'm starving." Shi Yuan scratched his head sheepishly. "Besides, I've already decided to have as much fun as I want here, so I can't neglect my stomach."

Shi Yuan's voice rose in pitch, and his posture was relaxed. In just one night, he had digested all the unpleasantness and regained his optimism.

Even as Yuan Chen walked over, Shi Yuan didn't show any extra reaction on his face.

He greeted Yuan Chen politely and courteously, just as he would any other guest.

However, just as Yuan Chen was about to sit down, Shi Yuan gently refused.

"Excuse me, could you please sit somewhere else?" He casually pointed to a seat. "I have something to discuss with Sister Wenying."