Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

Time flies, and since that day, Ji Yubai has been busy with training, while Song Qingyin has gone to learn to drive. The two of them haven't had a proper time to spend together and talk.

By the time Ji Yubai finished the preliminary rounds, it was time for Song Qingyin to register at school.

The early autumn sun gently shone on the bricks and tiles of Qingyuan. The school gate was bustling with people. Parents carried large and small bags, and the new students' faces were filled with anticipation and nervousness. The whole campus was immersed in a lively and energetic atmosphere.

A black sedan slowly pulled up in front of the school. Song Zifei got out first, and frowned as she looked at Ji Yubai who followed behind.

Ji Yubai stood with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed and casual. Black sunglasses covered most of his face, but his tall and upright posture and innate unique temperament still made him stand out in the crowd.

Not far away, several female students kept glancing sideways, even whispering among themselves, and unconsciously moving their feet toward this side.

"No, Lao Ji, I brought my sister to school, what are you doing here?" Song Zifei's tone was full of frustration. He thought to himself, "This guy's presence here has stolen all my limelight. I don't even have a chance to stand out."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yubai slowly pulled his sunglasses down a little, a sly smile flashing in his amber eyes, as if he could see through all of Song Zifei's little thoughts: "You're afraid I'll steal your thunder, aren't you?"

He paused, then added, "Besides, I'm also going back to visit my alma mater. Do you have a problem?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already naturally reached out and taken the luggage from Song Qingyin's hands, his movements so fluid as if he had practiced it countless times.

At the moment of handover, he gently scratched her palm with his index finger, with a hint of intimacy and teasing.

The sudden itch made Song Qingyin shudder. She glanced at Ji Yubai with a reproachful look in her eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Song Zifei was busy tidying her clothes and hadn't noticed their little actions, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I couldn't help but think to myself, this sneaky behavior really does look just like having an affair.

Ji Yubai seemed to sense her thoughts and cast a resentful look at her, looking just like a big dog being neglected by its owner.

Song Qingyin coughed lightly, trying to break the awkward atmosphere, and turned to Song Zifei, saying, "Alright, brother. Let's go. The enrollment procedures aren't finished yet, and we haven't picked up our things."

Song Zifei stopped arguing with Ji Yubai and followed him, saying, "Why didn't you let your parents come to see you off? Look at all these classmates, their parents came to see them off, some even with their whole families."

"No, brother," Song Qingyin hurriedly interrupted.

The scene before departure flashed through my mind: the two elders of the Song family were busy in the entrance hall. The father insisted on stuffing the small refrigerator into the trunk of the car, saying that she could have chilled drinks in the dormitory; while the mother was stuffing all kinds of daily necessities into the suitcase, from clothes for all four seasons to bottles and jars of skin care products, wishing she could move the whole house there.

She finally managed to persuade her parents, repeatedly assuring them that her brother would be there and there wouldn't be any problems, before they gave up the idea of ​​mobilizing the whole family.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyin couldn't help but shudder: "My parents are acting like they want to move in and accompany me to school. I'm not a three-year-old anymore; I can do many things myself."

She looked up at the welcome banners fluttering in the campus, her eyes filled with determination and anticipation, as if she were ready to embrace a brand new university life.

The autumn sun slanted across the ginkgo avenue, casting dappled shadows as Song Zifei chattered on about precautions, oblivious to the stray hairs on her forehead being ruffled by the wind.

Song Qingyin shook his arm and said coquettishly, "Brother, you're even more nagging than Mom."

"Fine, fine, you're right..." Song Zifei sighed and gently pinched his sister's nose, his eyes full of doting affection.

As the only daughter in the family, Song Qingyin has been the apple of everyone's eye since she was a child. As her older brother, he naturally wants to spoil his younger sister rotten.

As they were talking, Ji Yubai raised his hand to look at his watch, the sunlight reflecting off the dial and dancing on his angular profile: "Let's stop talking now, or we'll be caught in the hottest part of the day."

He paused, then turned to Song Zifei, "Go and get the documents for Ayin, I'll take her to her dorm."

"Why aren't you going?" Song Zifei asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ji Yubai smiled, a sly glint in his amber eyes: "The capable should do more, right? Besides, isn't this a chance for you to properly explore your alma mater? It's such a pity that so many female students can't see Young Master Song's charm. It's a good opportunity to promote our alma mater."

This perfectly timed compliment made Song Zifei beam with joy. He straightened his collar and said, "That's true. Then I'll leave my sister to you."

Before leaving, he reminded his younger sister, "Remember to call me if you need anything!"

Watching her brother's departing figure, Song Qingyin shook her head helplessly.

As soon as I turned around, my fingertips were gently hooked, and the next second, my whole hand was enveloped in a warm palm.

Ji Yubai looked down at her, his eyelashes casting dappled shadows beneath his eyes. "It's been so long since we last saw each other." He bent down slightly, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance. "Have you missed me?"

Song Qingyin pretended to think for a moment: "It's alright."

"Really?" Ji Yubai sighed, feigning sadness. "It seems I was just being presumptuous."

But the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and his thumb gently caressed the skin on the back of her hand, carrying a faint warmth.

The two walked side by side on campus, sunlight filtering through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting interlacing light and shadow on the stone path.

Ji Yubai pointed to the buildings along the roadside from time to time and introduced them: "This is the library. You can come here to study if you want. The view from the top floor is particularly good."

As he spoke, he casually picked up the ginkgo leaf that had fallen on her shoulder and tucked it into his notebook.

Soon they arrived at the dormitory building. It was an old-fashioned building, and under the wisteria-covered trellis, several freshmen were saying goodbye to their parents.

Song Qingyin's dormitory is on the third floor, and she can see the courtyard full of osmanthus trees when she opens the window.

"Your roommate hasn't arrived yet?" Ji Yubai helped her move her suitcase to the bedside and tidied up the slightly messy bed. "Shall I hang up the mosquito net for you?"

"Okay." Song Qingyin tiptoed to take down the hook on the wall, and inadvertently met his gentle gaze, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Once everything was settled, the setting sun had already painted the sky with an orange hue. Standing at the dormitory entrance, Ji Yubai softly instructed, "I'll be in Beijing recently, so if anything happens, let me know immediately."

Song Zifei, who was standing nearby, also added, "Yes, Yinyin. Lao Ji is a local. If you have any difficulties, just ask him. Take good care of yourself and don't worry your parents."

"Okay!" Song Qingyin replied with a smile, feeling warm inside.

With the two people she cares about most standing in front of her, even though they were nagging, she felt a strong sense of security.

As Ji Yubai escorted Song Zifei downstairs, he deliberately slowed his pace. Once Song Zifei was out of sight, he suddenly moved closer, his warm breath brushing against her ear: "Remember to call me tonight." Before he finished speaking, he gently kissed her cheek.

Song Qingyin's face instantly turned bright red, and she subconsciously glanced around. After confirming no one was watching, she gently pinched his arm: "Stop fooling around!"

"I understand." Ji Yubai chuckled softly, reaching out to ruffle her hair, his eyes filled with affection. The afterglow of the setting sun gilded him, and reflected in his eyes was the girl who had captured his heart.

When will his little girl grow up?

He couldn't wait any longer.