Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

"No way! You're just a kid, why do I have to supervise you?" Hearing Chu Hanqi's words, Song Qingyin couldn't help but roll her eyes. But despite what she said, she still felt sorry for him.

"Sigh, women are just like that, they don't cherish what they have once they get it." Chu Hanqi sighed dramatically, which earned him another eye roll from Song Qingyin.

"I'll order some takeout later, just grab something quick for lunch. You can take a nap on the sofa for a bit, I'll wake you up when the food arrives." Song Qingyin looked at his haggard appearance and didn't know what to say to him. He was her boyfriend, and she had to take care of him herself.

"Okay, then you stay here with me." Chu Hanqi lay down on the sofa following her lead, but held onto Song Qingyin's hand tightly, being exceptionally obedient.

"Okay, I'll stay here with you and not go anywhere." Seeing Chu Hanqi's coquettish manner, Song Qingyin nodded, her heart melting completely.

Seeing that she agreed, Chu Hanxi closed his eyes with relief. He was indeed sleepy, and the environment was exceptionally comfortable, so he quickly fell asleep.

Looking at Chu Hanqi sleeping, Song Qingyin couldn't help but trace his appearance in the air with her fingertips. His eyebrows were high, his eyelashes were curved and upturned, his nose was high and straight, his thin lips were slightly upturned, and his features were exquisite, as if every part of his body was carefully sculpted by God.

"She's even prettier than a woman," Song Qingyin murmured softly, a smile playing on her lips.

I ordered takeout right on time, and when it arrived, I saw that Chu Hanqi had slept for a full hour and a half, so I woke her up.

Unlike Song Qingyin's leisurely summer vacation, Chu Hanqi was so busy every day that she didn't even have time to sleep because her studio was not yet on the right track.

Seeing this, Song Qingyin was worried that he would neglect his health when he got busy, so she took the initiative to bring him meals and supervise him to make sure he got enough rest.

Sometimes Song Qingyin would buy lunch at a restaurant, pack it up, and bring it to him. Other times, Chu's mother or Song's mother would prepare it at home, and she would pack it in a thermal container and bring it to them to eat together. After lunch, the two would take a walk around the neighborhood downstairs. This was a rare moment of time alone for the two of them during their busy schedules.

"Once I'm done with this busy period, let's go to a nearby town for a few days." After dinner, the two of them took a walk hand in hand, just like always. Fortunately, the weather wasn't too hot yet, and there were quite a few people taking walks like them. Otherwise, once it gets hot, people probably wouldn't even want to leave the house.

"By the time you finish your work, school will be starting soon. What's the point of going anywhere?" Song Qingyin said indifferently. "Besides, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I don't really want to move around."

"You should move around more; you can't just stay home all the time," Chu Hanqi said with a hint of helplessness. "I've almost finished what I was doing, and once the studio is on track, I'll have a bit more free time. Then we can go to a nearby town to escape the summer heat. I've heard there are lots of delicious local foods there; don't you want to try them?"

Hearing about the delicious food, Song Qingyin was tempted. After thinking for a moment, she finally nodded and said, "Alright, since you want to go so much, I'll go with you."

Seeing Song Qingyin's reluctant agreement, Chu Hanqi replied indulgently, "Yes, yes, yes, you'll come with me. I really want to go. Thank you for your understanding girlfriend."

"Hehe, that's it."

"Hanxi, I want to drink milk tea." Looking at the milk tea shop across the street, Song Qingyin felt a little hungry. It was because Chu Hanxi was good to her in every way and would accommodate her in everything, but he controlled her from drinking milk tea. Counting the days, she hadn't had any for three days.

"Okay, what would you like to drink? I'll go buy it." Looking at her pitiful appearance, even knowing she was faking it, it was hard to refuse. "Since you've been behaving well lately, I'll let you have this."

"Peach Four Seasons Spring, with taro balls, coconut jelly and ice cream."

"Okay, you little glutton." Chu Hanqi looked at Song Qingyin, whose eyes were sparkling, rubbed her head, and replied with a smile.

[Host, be careful!] Suddenly, Qingyu's somewhat sharp voice rang in his mind.

At the same time, the roar of motorcycles and the screams of the surrounding crowd could be heard.

The two were walking on the sidewalk when Qingyu reminded them. Song Qingyin instinctively pulled Chu Hanqi to the left. At the same time, the motorcycle grazed Chu Hanqi's arm and crashed into the green belt on the other side. Chu Hanqi and the motorcycle fell off and Chu Hanqi seemed to be seriously injured.

If Song Qingyin had hesitated for even a second, the motorcycle would have hit Chu Hanqi, and he would likely have been the one lying on the ground.

Thinking of this, her face turned pale. She glanced at Chu Hanxi's arm and saw that it was stained with blood and was dripping blood. It seemed that even though she had dodged quickly, she had still been scratched.

Chu Hanqi frowned slightly, afraid that Song Qingyin would worry, so he didn't say a word. Instead, he patted her reassuringly and said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

[Host, is Ji Ying.]

Song Qingyin didn't say anything, but looked in the direction where the motorcycle had crashed. The person who had fallen to the ground slowly got up, took off his helmet, and was covered in blood, but she didn't care. She just limped towards the two of them.

"What a pity, why didn't I kill you?" Ji Ying's expression was crazed, and it was unclear what had triggered her. She tried to reach out to grab Chu Hanxi, but he quickly dodged her.

"Chu Hanxi, you should be mine. Since you've chosen her, I'll grant your wish. May you reunite in the underworld. Die!" Ji Ying's eyes were fierce. A flash of silver light appeared before her as the dagger in her hand stabbed towards Chu Hanxi's abdomen.

Song Qingyin's eyes turned cold, and she reached out to block, but she was fast, Chu Hanqi was even faster. With one hand, he quickly grabbed the dagger that was stabbing towards his abdomen, and with the other hand, he chopped at her wrist and then snatched the dagger from her hand.

Seeing that Chu Hanqi had another wound on his palm, Song Qingyin suddenly became furious, kicked him away, and then quickly took off her coat to wrap the wound.

Ji Ying was kicked to the ground and couldn't get up for a while. She could only lie on the ground curled up and gasp for breath.

At this time, the police and ambulance arrived; it must have been a passerby who noticed something was wrong and called the police.

The police quickly brought the scene under control, and Song Qingyin accompanied Chu Hanqi in the ambulance to treat her wounds.

Fortunately, although the wound was somewhat deep, it did not damage any tendons or bones. With proper care, it will heal completely. As for whether it will leave a scar, that depends on the individual's constitution.

"It won't look good if it leaves a scar." Song Qingyin looked at the injury on Chu Hanxi's hand, feeling a surge of resentment that made her even more annoyed with Ji Ying.

Hearing Song Qingyin's words, Chu Hanxi was both amused and exasperated. "If I get a scar, will you still like me?"

"I don't know, but even if I still like it, I'm afraid that liking it would be somewhat diminished." Song Qingyin thought for a moment and then joked, half-jokingly.

"Then it seems I'll have to try my best not to leave scars."

As they talked, they couldn't help but laugh. One was trying to lighten the mood, and the other was trying to agree; neither wanted the other to worry.