Quick Transmigration: The Villain is Destiny, the Protagonist Takes a Backseat

On the table.

The dishes, emitting an enticing aroma, have already been laid out.

Ji Qiuzhe said, "Please sit down first. There's one last small green vegetable dish that's ready in the kitchen. I'll go get it."

Shen Liuyun readily agreed and sat down, her eyes following Ji Qiuzhe's figure as he went in and out.

The man, dressed in casual clothes, couldn't hide his tall and straight figure; he wore an ordinary black suit with the style of someone about to walk the runway.

Shen Liuyun glanced at it twice, then looked away.

Considering it was for two people, Ji Qiuzhe didn't cook too many dishes, just a simple four dishes and a soup.

The two sat facing each other. Shen Liuyun picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her mouth. The sweet taste stimulated her taste buds.

He squinted and praised, "Delicious."

"Eat more if you like it." Ji Qiuzhe knew he would like it.

"Ah."

Shen Liuyun didn't stand on ceremony and picked up another piece.

Shen Liuyun's phone rang when he had only eaten half of his meal.

He picked it up, glanced at the screen, frowned, and hung up.

However, the person persisted, making three consecutive calls, all of which were hung up on.

When the fourth phone call rang, Shen Liuyun finally lost his temper.

He said to Ji Qiuzhe, "I'm going out to answer a phone call."

Ji Qiuzhe nodded and thoughtfully pointed to the balcony.

Shen Liuyun took her phone and went to the balcony before answering the call.

A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaoyun, there are less than three months left until the Chinese New Year. Do you want to come home for the New Year this year? Mom misses you."

Anyone who hears this would think that she is a kind mother who wants to reunite with her child.

Shen Liuyun sneered, "Do you really want me to go back?"

The woman on the other end seemed surprised by his question and remained silent for a while.

Shen Liuyun didn't mind and continued, "Since you don't want me to go back, why did you call to ask me?"

"Why wouldn't you want to?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed anxious. "You've misunderstood your mother, Xiaoyun. Of course, your mother wants you to come home."

"Is it your wish or that man's wish?"

Shen Liuyun's expression was frighteningly calm, as if he were talking to a stranger, not his mother.

"I..." Shen's mother couldn't answer for a long time.

Shen Liuyun lost his patience: "I won't go back."

Unexpectedly, these words seemed to have flipped a switch, and Shen's mother's tone immediately became agitated.

"Where do you think you're going to go if you don't come back? Shen Liuyun, let me tell you, you have to come home this year. I'm your mother, and you haven't come back to see me for six whole years. This is unfilial!"

"Mom?" Shen Liuyun's expression was no longer calm.

You're saying you're my mom?

He sneered, mocking, "Back then, I begged you so much to stand up for me, and you called me shameless and accused me of being scheming. What mother in the world would treat her own child like that?"

Shen Liuyun became more and more agitated as she spoke: "If you don't want me to go back and make a mess of your house, then don't call me back."

With that, he hung up the phone without hesitation and went back to sit down.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ji Qiuzhe didn't respond for a moment, looking at the gloom gathering in the young man's eyes.

He ladled out a bowl of fish soup and handed it to Shen Liuyun, speaking gently and patiently: "It's alright, drink the soup, the temperature is just right now."

"Ah."

No one knows when the string of reason will snap.

Shen Liuyun lowered his head, picked up a spoon and took a sip of the milky white fish soup, the rich aroma spreading between his lips and teeth.

But he felt it was very bitter.

My head felt incredibly heavy, and my vision gradually blurred; I couldn't even see the tableware right in front of me.

The person's head was practically drooping to the ground, and they were still shedding tears.

How could Ji Qiuzhe possibly eat?

Instead of saying useless things like "Don't cry," he put down his chopsticks and asked him softly, "Do you need a shoulder to lean on?"

Shen Liuyun, who had almost stopped crying, completely lost control after hearing these words.

"want."

Her voice was filled with a heavy sob, and her usually light voice had become soft.

Ji Qiuzhe sighed and pulled the person into a tight embrace.

At this moment, all words of comfort are useless. He understands what Shen Liuyun needs and is saddened by his sadness.

The moment Shen Liuyun threw herself into the other person's arms, she suddenly calmed down.

The reason is simple: this embrace is too special.

He used to feel like a piece of duckweed, drifting numbly through the world, without a clear direction or knowing where he would end up.

He seems to have a home, but that home no longer belongs to him.

He resisted anyone who tried to approach him in the name of love, fearing that he would be tainted by these poisonous substances and become unrecognizable, losing himself in the process.

But at this moment, he felt that this was how it should be.

If this moment were eternity, he would feel incredibly at peace.

It turns out he had been waiting for this feeling for far too long.

Shen Liuyun closed her eyes and listened quietly to the steady heartbeat coming from the man's chest.

Each sound was powerful and resonant.

a long time.

Until the food becomes warm.

With a flushed face, she reluctantly withdrew from Ji Qiuzhe's embrace, looking at her disheveled clothes, and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I was rude."

Why apologize?

Ji Qiuzhe's righteous face was filled with a sense of entitlement.

"Isn't this just human nature? I don't know why you're sad, but I think no friend would be unmoved by your sadness and instead blame you for being rude."

These words struck a chord with Shen Liuyun.

As a friend, Ji Qiuzhe was undoubtedly qualified.

They finished their meal together, which was still warm. After the meal, Shen Liuyun went back to his room and gave Ji Qiuzhe a beautifully packaged parcel.

"What?" Ji Qiuzhe raised an eyebrow.

"Gift."

Shen Liuyun didn't say much, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After everyone left, I opened it and found it was a gradient sailboat scented candle.

After that, the two of them couldn't find time to meet.

The Orange Star Gate band's business deals require them to travel all over the country.

Ji Qiuzhe has always been in the city, but he started a new business and is currently at his busiest, often working overtime.

Two months later, when Ji Qiuzhe was finally less busy and received a call from his parents to come home for dinner.

The original owner's parents lived in an apartment building in the old town.

My father is a university professor.

My mother was a dancer when she was young. Now that she is middle-aged, she runs a dance studio and most of her students are around the same age.

They also go square dancing together from time to time.

As soon as Ji Qiuzhe got off the bus, he was stopped by his neighbor, Aunt Wang, who was washing clothes at the door.

"Hey~ Xiao Zhe, long time no see! Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

The original owner grew up in this area and was very familiar with the neighbors, so the other party spoke quite directly.

"No, ma'am."

"Not yet! You're not getting any younger. If you don't find a girlfriend soon, when will your parents ever have a grandson?" Aunt Wang deftly scrubbed the clothes, her eyes darting around. "I have a niece over there who's very pretty—she has a good job too. Want me to introduce you?"

Ji Qiuzhe quickly refused, "No, Auntie, I already have someone I like, so please don't trouble yourself."

To avoid getting entangled, Ji Qiuzhe quickly ran away.

No one can stand being pressured to get married by their elders.